My Drafts

A bit of Lore (MH + DB)

Suggested song: Can I be him by James Arthur

Note: sorry for the hiatus! Got busy with college hehe

MSB related (and canon)

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The reception was a buzz, filled with lively music and laughter echoing throughout the night.

A flick of a smile etched its way towards the edge of Mohwa's lips, she glances down at the crowd, dancing in the middle of the dance floor with a glint of fondness in her eyes as she takes little sips of her wine.

Mohwa hated attending weddings, if anything she'd refused to go despite being invited, they just don't feel right to her.

She isn't bitter about not finding a match at her 35 years of living. The brown haired woman loved her solitude, and weddings would mean buying another dress to match the dress-code.

And not to mention the shotguns of questions she'd get by others.

However, this particular wedding is a special exception.

She was at the second floor of the venue, Beomgyu decided the reception should be at Crown hotel. Which was ironic, since it was the very place where the Don had saved his son (Beomhyun) whom he didn't know was his child the first time.

Mohwa smiles as she sees Beomgyu and Taehyun dancing their hearts away on the dancefloor. The newly-weds were laughing as they took turns twirling one another.

Oh just look at them, look how far they've come.

Two years since Beomhyun's kidnapping and that war with the Clan, the two lovers stayed consistent and strong. Dedicating themselves of building a loving home for their son, making sure that Beomhyun could experience the love of a complete family.

And of course, Beomgyu and Taehyun found themselves back into the same rhythm they once had. However this time, the rhythm had a title, and the music sheets were not unreadable.

The music was louder now; they don't deny their feelings or act as if they weren't staring at one another when they think the other one isn't looking. Nor do they try and act as if they don't care about each other.

But then again, the two married each other now. And the last couple Mohwa had long hoped for to be together finally settled down.

Which leaves her the only single adult left in Beeojegug.

Mohwa lets out a snort at the realization, rolling her eyes as she downs her wine in one gulp.

"Careful, you'll end up getting drunk if you ask for another glass." a voice spoke from behind her.

Mohwa looks over her shoulder to see Dheobin walking out of the shadows, wearing his usual dimpled smile. He was wearing a suit, minus the tie, and his hair was styled to the side.

She raised an eyebrow, a smirk on her mouth.

"Looking good," Mohwa compliments him, placing her glass on a nearby table stand as she turns to look at him. Her back leaning against the wooden rails of the second floor.

The black haired man smiled, walking over to his fellow informant. "And you're as lovely as always," he replies, flashing a quick wink at Mohwa — his smile widening as he did so.

The brown haired woman rolled her eyes. "You're late," she points out, ignoring his compliment.

"I had to finish an errand for DOM," Dheobin answers, leaning against the wooden balusterade. His eyes glancing down at the lively crowd, he sees his boss laughing with the other mafia Dons.