𝑻𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕 🔞

𝐄𝐩 - 𝟐𝟔 ࿄ [ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒔 ] ࿄

🆅🅾🆃🅴 🅿🅻🅴🅰🆂🅴

༻𝑀𝑟. & 𝑀𝑟𝑠. 𝑀𝑖𝑛'𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑒𝑠𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑠 ༻

As I stood at the altar, surrounded by friends and family, the soft hum of chatter seemed distant, like the ocean in a seashell. Namjoon’s teasing words floated in the air—“Are you scared your bride might run away again?”—but I barely registered them. My heart was pounding too hard, my mind racing with the weight of the moment.

Jin Hyung chuckled, slapping Namjoon lightly on the arm. “Don’t listen to him, Yoongi. He’s an idiot.”

Namjoon just smirked, “Hey, I’m just keeping things real!”

Jooha, who was standing beside me, his own burdens lighter after everything that had happened, gave me a soft smile. “I can’t believe it’s finally happening,” he said, almost in a whisper, his eyes glinting with happiness.

I tried to smile back, but my stomach was in knots. It wasn’t nerves about Serah running away this time—no, this was different. It was anticipation, the weight of six long years of love, loss, and hope all crashing down in one perfect moment. My palms were sweaty, my breath unsteady.

Then Hoseok’s voice broke through the fog, “Well, look—there she is.”

My heart stopped.

I turned towards the entrance, and there she was.

Serah.

Walking towards me, arm in arm with her father, she looked ethereal—like something out of a dream I didn’t even know I had. Her dress was white, but not the blinding kind, more like soft ivory, flowing with each step she took. The lace details shimmered under the soft lights of the hall, delicate yet strong—just like her. Her blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face, which was glowing with happiness, with love. Her eyes locked onto mine, and in that moment, the rest of the world ceased to exist.

I could hear my own heartbeat, louder than anything else. I could feel my breath catch in my chest as I took her in, step by step, coming closer, becoming more real with every second. Every doubt, every fear, every moment of uncertainty over the years seemed to dissolve in the warmth of her gaze.

I tried to steady my hands, but they trembled despite myself. I glanced briefly at Jooha, who gave me a knowing nod, his own emotions reflecting mine. My brother, my best friend. He knew. Everyone here knew. This was more than just a wedding—this was a promise finally coming to life after years of waiting.

Serah’s smile, that beautiful, soft smile, was aimed directly at me, and I felt a surge of emotion so intense it almost knocked me off my feet. I swallowed hard, blinking back the moisture in my eyes as I struggled to keep my composure. But it was impossible. She was stunning, not just in the way she looked, but in the way she carried herself, the way she moved—like she was walking towards her future, our future.