The day was perfect. The sky was a brilliant shade of blue, dotted with a few lazy clouds drifting by, as if nature itself had decided to celebrate with us. I stood in front of a mirror, adjusting my suit one final time, trying to steady the nervous excitement bubbling in my chest. Today, Changbin and I were getting married.
I couldn't believe it was finally happening. All those moments we'd shared—the laughter, the late-night talks, the quiet mornings together—had led us to this day. As I looked at myself, my reflection seemed to smile back, a mixture of nerves and pure joy lighting up my face.
"Ready?" came a voice from the doorway. I turned to see my best friend, Jisoo, standing there, her own face glowing with excitement.
"More than ready," I said with a grin. My heart pounded in my chest, but it wasn't from fear. It was from the overwhelming happiness that I was about to marry the love of my life.
Jisoo smiled knowingly and handed me the bouquet of white roses that matched the flowers adorning the ceremony site. "Let's get you to your groom, then."
The walk down to the ceremony felt like a dream. The small garden we'd chosen was bathed in soft sunlight, the flowers in full bloom and twinkling fairy lights strung between the trees. There were only a few guests—our closest friends and family, all smiling and buzzing with excitement. The intimacy of the setting made everything feel even more personal, like the whole world had been reduced to just this moment.
And there, standing at the altar, was Changbin.
He looked breathtaking in his dark suit, his hair perfectly styled, but it was his eyes that caught me. They were filled with love, warmth, and a softness that melted away any lingering nerves. I knew then, with absolute certainty, that this was exactly where I was meant to be.
As I walked toward him, everything else faded away. It was just the two of us, the sound of my heart thumping in my ears, and the soft rustle of the wind through the trees.
When I finally reached him, Changbin's smile was brighter than the sun. He reached out, taking my hand in his, and I felt an instant sense of calm. This was my person, my partner, and soon, my husband.
The ceremony was simple and sweet. We'd written our own vows, wanting to speak from the heart. I went first, my voice shaking slightly as I tried to find the right words.
"Changbin," I began, meeting his steady gaze, "From the moment you came into my life, everything changed. You made me believe in love, in us, and in all the possibilities that come with sharing a life together. You've been my rock, my greatest support, and the reason I smile every day. Today, I promise to stand by your side through everything—good and bad, highs and lows. I promise to love you, to cherish you, and to always laugh at your terrible jokes."
The crowd chuckled softly, and Changbin's eyes sparkled with amusement.
"But most of all," I continued, my voice growing steadier, "I promise to choose you, every day, for the rest of our lives."
Changbin blinked a few times, clearly trying to keep his emotions in check, and then it was his turn. He cleared his throat, gripping my hands a little tighter as he began to speak.
"Y/N," he said, his voice filled with emotion, "You are my everything. You've shown me what it means to love and be loved, without hesitation or fear. You've made me laugh, you've made me grow, and you've made me a better person in ways I never thought possible. I can't imagine a future without you in it, and I don't want to. Today, I'm not just marrying you—I'm promising to build a life with you, to face every challenge and every joy together. I promise to love you fiercely, to protect your heart, and to always be the shoulder you can lean on."
He paused for a moment, his voice thick with emotion. "You're my best friend, my soulmate, and today, I'm honored to become your husband."
Tears welled up in my eyes as the weight of his words settled over me. The love between us felt almost tangible, wrapping around us like a warm embrace.
The officiant smiled at us both, sensing the deep connection that had been forged over the years. "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you married. You may kiss your partner."
Without hesitation, Changbin pulled me toward him, and our lips met in a soft, tender kiss. The world around us seemed to cheer—the wind, the trees, our friends and family. It was the perfect kiss, sealing the vows we'd made and the life we were about to begin together.
As we pulled away, our foreheads rested together, and I couldn't stop smiling.
"We did it," I whispered, feeling a rush of pure happiness.
"We did," Changbin echoed, his own smile wide and full of joy.
The rest of the day was a blur of love, laughter, and celebration. We danced under the twinkling lights, shared stories and speeches, and ate way too much cake. But through it all, it was the quiet moments with Changbin that I cherished the most—the stolen glances, the soft touches, the way he would squeeze my hand just to remind me he was there.
As the night wore on and the stars began to dot the sky, we found ourselves sitting alone on a bench, watching the world go by.
Changbin turned to me, his eyes still filled with that same unwavering love. "You know, I've never been happier than I am right now."
I leaned into him, resting my head on his shoulder. "Me neither. This is everything I've ever dreamed of."
He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close. "Here's to the rest of our lives together."
I smiled, closing my eyes as I let the warmth of the moment wash over me. "To us."
And as the night grew darker, I knew that no matter where life took us, we would always have each other—forever bound by the love we'd promised on this perfect day.
