The Untold Truth \ Ateez

Special Chapter: Wedding Bells part 2

The Wedding Night

The grand chamber of the palace was a haven of tranquility, its grandeur softened by the gentle flicker of candlelight. The walls were adorned with intricate gold and deep red patterns, traditional Korean designs that spoke of history, culture, and the royal status of the couple who now shared this space. Silken drapes hung elegantly from the ceiling, their rich hues adding warmth to the room. The faint, soothing sound of a nearby fountain provided a serene backdrop, its rhythmic flow like a lullaby in the stillness of the night.

A subtle fragrance of jasmine filled the air, chosen for its calming properties and association with love and sensuality. In the years to come, it would forever remind them of this night, of this beginning.

Wooyoung stood near the bed, his heart swelling with emotions as he watched Mirae. She was a vision of grace, her wedding attire now replaced with a delicate hanbok of soft ivory and gold. The fabric draped over her slender form, emphasizing her elegance, and the subtle shimmer of the material caught the light, making her appear almost ethereal.

Mirae's heart raced as she looked around the room, her fingers lightly brushing over the embroidered designs on her hanbok. She could feel the moment's weight pressing down on her, a mix of joy, nervousness, and anticipation swirling within her. This was the moment she had dreamt of, the moment she had feared she might never have. And now, it was here, and it was perfect.

Sensing her unease, Wooyoung moved closer, his steps slow and deliberate as if not to startle her. He reached out, his hand warm and steady as he took hers, their fingers intertwining in a comforting gesture. His touch was familiar, yet tonight, it held a new depth, a new meaning that made her heart flutter.

"Mirae," he whispered, his voice soft and filled with love, "I know this night feels overwhelming, but I want you to know there's no rush. We have all the time in the world, and I'll be here with you every step of the way."

His words were a balm to her nerves, and she looked up at him, her eyes meeting his. She saw nothing but love, understanding, and a deep sense of commitment in his gaze. It was a look that made her feel safe, cherished, and ready to take this next step with him.

"I'm just... it's all so new," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm so happy, Wooyoung. I'm happy to be here with you."

Wooyoung smiled, a gentle, reassuring smile that melted away her fears. "And I'm happy to be here with you," he replied, his thumb brushing softly over her hand. "This night is about us, about celebrating our love and the future we're going to build together."

With those words, the tension in Mirae's shoulders eased, and she allowed herself to lean into him, finding comfort in his embrace. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they stood together in the quiet room, the world outside fading into insignificance.

For a long moment, they held each other, feeling the steady beat of their hearts in sync, the rise and fall of their breaths. It was a moment of pure connection, of emotional intimacy that went beyond words. It was the foundation upon which they would build their life together, filled with love, trust, and unwavering support.

When Wooyoung finally pulled back, it was only to look into her eyes, his gaze searching hers for any sign of hesitation. But there was none. Mirae's eyes were clear, filled with the same love and commitment he felt.

He raised a hand to gently cup her cheek, his thumb tracing a soft line along her skin. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you by my side."

Mirae's lips curved into a soft smile, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "And I'm the luckiest woman to have you," she replied, her voice steady and full of sincerity.