As the bus wound its way from Pohang to Seoul, the excitement was palpable among the invited guests bound for Yeonjun's wedding. Everyone was dressed in their finest attire, eager to celebrate the union. But amidst the chatter and laughter, Soobin's mom couldn't help but notice her son's quiet introspection. He stared out the window, lost in thought, his gaze drifting over the passing landscape. She gently reached out, her hand enveloping his in a warm, comforting grasp. Her eyes, filled with a mix of concern and understanding, never left his face, as if willing him to open up and share the thoughts that weighed on his mind.
When they stepped into the grand wedding venue, the group from Pohang couldn't help but feel like fish out of water. Despite their best efforts to dress up, they felt woefully out of place among the elite crowd. The sea of silk, gold, and diamonds seemed to shimmer with an air of superiority, as if mocking their humble origins. The weight of judgmental gazes upon them was palpable, making them feel like uninvited guests. But they pressed on, seeking refuge in the familiar face of Park Yoon Hee, Yeonjun's grandmother and their former locality head. Soobin's eyes scanned the room, his heart racing with anticipation, as he searched for a glimpse of Yeonjun, the man he breaths for.
Soobin slipped away from the crowd, his eyes fixed on the wine counter like a beacon of escape. He navigated the throngs of guests with a quiet desperation, his heart heavy with unspoken emotions. As he reached the counter, he began to drink with a reckless abandon, the expensive wine flowing down his throat like a river of forgetfulness. The waiter's worried glances only seemed to fuel his determination, as if he sought to drown the pain of Yeonjun's wedding in the depths of his glass. With each successive pour, Soobin's eyes grew glassier, his movements more unsteady, yet still he drank on, lost in a sea of sorrow and longing.
As the lights dimmed, Soobin's gaze was drawn inexorably to the entrance, his heart skipping a beat as Yeonjun emerged, resplendent in his tailored white attire. The sight of his beloved took Soobin's breath away, leaving him gasping like a drowning man. Meanwhile, Hana's father escorted her toward Yeonjun on the stage, their steps slow and deliberate, like a death march to Soobin's heart. As the couple approached the altar, Soobin's drinking became more frenzied, glass after glass disappearing down his throat in a futile attempt to numb the agony of watching Yeonjun slip further away. The wine blurred his vision, but couldn't dull the ache in his chest, as he stood frozen, a silent witness to the union that would forever change the course of his life.
Beomgyu, Yeonjun's friend, took the microphone to introduce the couple. He welcomed guests, shared stories of Yeonjun's childhood and accomplishments, and spoke of his kind heart. He then invited Yeonjun's parents to offer blessings and gifts to Hana, followed by Hana's parents presenting gifts to Yeonjun. This exchange symbolized the union of the two families.
Beomgyu's voice rang out, "Now, a kiss to seal your love!" Yeonjun's eyes clenched shut, his fist trembling as Hana leaned in. But just as their lips were about to meet, a sudden crash shattered the moment. Soobin, seated in the back, had fallen from his chair, his hand bleeding profusely from the shattered wine glass he had grasped too tightly. The room gasped in shock, all eyes turning to the commotion. Hyunwoo, hidden behind the wall, felt his heart shatter along with the glass, tears streaming down his face as he witnessed the chaos that had just unfolded.
Soobin struggled to his feet, his legs trembling beneath him. With a determination born of desperation, he stumbled towards the stage, his eyes fixed on Yeonjun. The room fell silent, sensing the unfolding drama. With a burst of adrenaline, Soobin leapt onto the stage, his movements wild and unsteady. He grasped the microphone stand, his bloody hand leaving a crimson smear on the metal. The audience gasped, shocked by the sudden interruption. Yeonjun's eyes widened, his face pale, as Soobin's gaze locked onto his, a mix of anguish and longing burning in his eyes.
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❝ Stardust & Heartstrings ❞ YEONBIN FF
FanficWhen the threads of fate entwine, the past and present converge. For Yeonjun, the sudden reappearance of Soobin, the one who had once captivated his heart, awakens a decade-old longing. As they stand before each other, the whispers of their youthful...
