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seven

Today was Yusung and Hyesoo's wedding, and you were fixing your hair for maybe the fiftieth time in the bathroom mirror when your doorbell rang, followed by a series of peppy knocks. Rushing to grab your phone and purse, you opened it to greet your friend on the other side with a breathless smile.

"Taro, hi," you hugged him. Shotaro had been the one to introduce you and Sungchan in the first place, a mutual friend, though you knew he and Sungchan were friends for years before you ever met.

"Hey, Y/N," Shotaro squeezed you back. "How you been?"

"Oh, good." You shuffled out and locked your front door behind you. "How about you?"

"Same old." He shrugged, grinned, and spun his keys around his finger. "Ready to go?"

"Yep!"

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The ceremony hadn't started yet, people were still milling around, chatting, and finding seats. Taking your seats to one side of the aisle, you anxiously smoothed over your clothes as you tried not to feel like you were intruding. Yusung had personally invited you despite everything. You were here to support your friends.

"Relax, Y/N," Taro had apparently sensed your nerves, flashing you another smile. "You're not the one getting married."

"I know, I know," you laughed, flexing your fingers in your lap to try to get out some of the nervous tension. "Thank you, by the way."

"For anything specific, or...?"

"Taking Sungchan on that double date. Or, at least trying to." At your friend's skeptical look, you added, "Really, I didn't want him to stare at a wall the whole time or something. I wanted him to keep being him."

"I did have to trick him, he wouldn't have said yes if he knew it was a date," he informed you with a sigh.

"I did hear about that..."

"I don't know your whole situation, and you don't have to tell me. I'm sure you needed the space," he lowered his voice and scooted in towards you as to not broadcast your conversation to every other person sitting around you. "But... Sungchan isn't the same as before. He's never going to be the same again. Whether or not you two get back together, he can't just go back to how he was. And I don't think he wants to."

"I feel the same way," you admitted, glancing over to where Sungchan and the other groomsmen were waiting at the end of the aisle. He caught your gaze, and his features were immediately overtaken by a big smile. You smiled and lifted your hand in a small wave back. "Loving Sungchan and being loved by him, it's the kind of thing that changes you."

"I didn't take him on that date because I hate you or think that you're not good together."

"I didn't think you did." You tilted your head curiously. "So why did you?"

"Because Sungchan's fatal flaw when it comes to you is that he wants you to be happy, no matter the detriment to him or to you." He shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest. "From what he's told me, I don't think you guys should've even broken up in the first place. He didn't put up a fight at all, did he?"

"No, he was really understanding."

"Idiots. The both of you. Him, for not trying to get you to talk about it first, and you for thinking he would just be the same old Sungchan like nothing happened." He scoffed. "I mean, do you even know him?"