The following morning, with the soft light of dawn streaming through their window, Jeonghan and Seungcheol sat down at the dining table to officially start planning their wedding. The air was thick with a mix of excitement and nervousness, and though Jeonghan still didn't have all his memories back, he felt ready for this new chapter with Seungcheol. Together, they had built something beautiful out of fragments, and now they were determined to make the future entirely their own.
Jeonghan opened a large, blank journal, reserved just for this. "Okay," he said with a grin, "let's start with the basics. Venue ideas?"
Seungcheol's eyes lit up, his mind racing through possibilities. "What do you think of a garden wedding? We could do it in early spring when everything is blooming. You've always liked gardens... well, that's how I remember it, at least."
Jeonghan's face softened. "A garden sounds perfect. It feels... peaceful." He leaned forward, tapping his pen thoughtfully. "I'm thinking lots of flowers, string lights, something romantic but not overdone."
Together, they created a vision, page by page. They planned a palette of whites, greens, and soft blush pinks to complement the natural landscape, along with clusters of baby's breath and wildflowers. Seungcheol suggested a small string quartet to play soft, classical tunes, a suggestion that brought a gentle smile to Jeonghan's face. The idea of hearing music drift through the garden as he walked down the aisle felt almost like a dream to him.
As they sat side by side, they scribbled ideas, pasted inspiration pictures, and circled details. Jeonghan's excitement was contagious, and Seungcheol's confidence in their future kept them grounded. Every choice felt like a promise—a step toward a new beginning neither of them could wait to embrace.
Hours passed in the warm cocoon of their planning, and they hadn't even noticed that they'd filled nearly half the journal. Taking a breath, Jeonghan set his pen down, his eyes glistening as he looked at Seungcheol. "You know, I may not remember everything we've been through, but this... all of this... feels right." He reached for Seungcheol's hand, squeezing it with a sense of certainty.
Seungcheol leaned over, pressing a soft kiss to Jeonghan's knuckles. "Then we'll make memories, starting with this day."
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That day was magical in its simplicity. Jeonghan and Seungcheol, basking in each other's presence, spent the entire morning cocooned in their cozy apartment, surrounded by notebooks, color swatches, and the steady hum of hopeful anticipation.
As they started discussing each part of their wedding, Jeonghan's initial nerves softened. Every new idea he jotted down in their wedding journal felt like it held the warmth of a memory he couldn't quite place, yet somehow felt like home. With each page, the vision of their special day began to take shape, and their excitement grew with every detail.
Seungcheol watched Jeonghan's eyes brighten, especially when they reached the topic of wedding attire. "I think something classic for me," Jeonghan mused, picturing soft ivory fabric with delicate lace detailing. "But maybe with a little twist, something unique—like a floral embroidered lapel. It just feels... us."
Seungcheol grinned, nodding. "I'll keep it simple and timeless. A black tux, a white rose boutonniere, so I can keep you as the focal point. You always have been." He watched as Jeonghan's cheeks turned a soft pink, laughing as he caught his hand.
They took a break to make tea, and as they sat on the floor surrounded by notes, Seungcheol pulled Jeonghan close, holding him as they sipped quietly. "For the ceremony," Seungcheol began softly, "what if we wrote our own vows? Something intimate and honest... even if it's just the little things. Like... how I can't live without our early morning tea, or how just seeing you in my old hoodie makes everything feel right."
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