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Three years had passed since that day. Yoon-Gi had found his family, and moved from the dark days which had left deep scars on him. The nightmares, once so frequent and suffocating, had slowly faded into the recesses of his mind. Every time the darkness of the past threatened to return, Ho-Seok was there to pull him from its grasp. Wrapped in the warmth of his lover’s embrace, Yoon-Gi found solace in the whispered reassurances Ho-Seok always offered, his voice a steady anchor amidst the storm. Together with their son, they had built a life—slowly, steadily—and now, as Yoon-Gi stood at the altar, there was no doubt in his heart. He had healed. He had moved on. He was ready for the next chapter, with the man he loved by his side.

Yoon-Gi’s parents were in the front row, their faces bright with pride and joy. His brother stood beside them, a soft smile on his face, and beside Woo-Seok was his boyfriend, Tae-Hyung, a quiet pianist who had become an unexpected but beloved part of their family. The journey of Woo-Seok's heart had been long and painful, especially in the aftermath of Ho-Seok and Yoon-Gi’s past. For a while, Woo-Seok had carried the ache of seeing his brother with the man he once loved. But with time, he had healed, too. A chance meeting with Tae-Hyung had blossomed into something more, something real. And in Tae-Hyung, Woo-Seok had found the love that had eluded him for so long.

The music in the air shifted, a soft melody echoing through the room, and Yoon-Gi’s breath caught in his throat. His eyes were fixed at the end of the aisle, where Ho-Seok stood. The sight of his lover—soon-to-be husband—made his heart race.

Ho-Seok was everything Yoon-Gi had ever dreamed of, his broad shoulders framed by the elegance of his white dress. His blonde hair was falling across his forehead. His eyes, a deep brown, sparkled with joy, and the way he walked, confident yet gentle, made Yoon-Gi’s chest tighten with emotion. His smile, that signature boxy grin, spread across his face as his eyes locked onto Yoon-Gi’s. It was as if, in that moment, the entire world vanished, and it was just the two of them.

Behind Ho-Seok, Ji-Min, skipped along happily, dressed in a small suit. His bright eyes sparkled with excitement, his little hands clutching a small bouquet of flowers. His face lit up with a smile as wide as the sun, and he looked every bit the picture of innocence and joy. Yoon-Gi’s heart swelled with pride and love as he watched them approach.

When Ho-Seok reached the altar, he gently placed his hand in Yoon-Gi’s, and their son looked up at him with bright, trusting eyes.

"Take care of mama," Ji-Min said, his voice sweet and innocent, a small grin on his face. Yoon-Gi chuckled softly and leaned down to place a kiss on his son’s forehead, his heart swelling with happiness.

“Forever, my champ,” Yoon-Gi whispered, his voice full of warmth and love. Ji-Min beamed at him, his tiny arms wrapping around his father's leg for a quick hug before he ran off to join his grandparents. Ho-Seok, eyes soft with affection, smiled at the interaction. It was moments like this—small, genuine moments—that reminded him of how far they had come, how much they had built together.

Yoon-Gi stepped closer to Ho-Seok, his gaze never leaving his lover’s face. He reached out and pulled Ho-Seok into him, their bodies fitting together as naturally as if they had been made for this moment. Their hands intertwined, fingers pressing together as the intensity of the moment settled around them. The air between them crackled with something deep and unspoken, something that only the two of them understood.

"Ready to become Mr. Min Ho-Seok?" Yoon-Gi teased, a playful smile tugging at his lips. His heart was racing in his chest, excitement, nerves, and love mixing in a beautiful whirlwind.

Ho-Seok’s cheeks flushed a light pink, his smile shy but full of warmth. "More than ready," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

Their eyes locked for a moment longer before the priest, with a gentle voice, broke the sweet silence. “It’s time,” he said, and the ceremony continued.

Ho-Seok’s heart pounded in his chest as he took his vows. His mind raced with everything that had brought him here, everything he had overcome to stand at this altar. The journey had not been easy, but it had been worth every step. As Yoon-Gi began to speak, Ho-Seok felt his throat tighten. He hadn’t expected to be so overwhelmed with emotion.

“I promise you, I’ll always be there for you. I won’t leave you ever again, not until death do us part. Thank you for being my constant and for loving me,” Yoon-Gi said, his voice steady yet full of meaning.

Tears filled Ho-Seok’s eyes as he reached out, gently pressing his lips to the older man’s cheek. It was a soft, tender kiss, full of promises that could never be spoken but would always be felt.

"I promise," Ho-Seok’s voice shook with emotion as he spoke his vows, "You’ll have me in your every step, in every moment. The past years with you have been the most precious of my life, and every moment with you has been a gift. I’m yours now, and I’ll be yours forever."

Yoon-Gi squeezed Ho-Seok’s hand tightly, his own emotions swirling inside of him, making him feel dizzy with love and happiness. He leaned in and kissed Ho-Seok gently, their lips meeting in a soft promise of forever.

The priest nodded, signaling the exchange of rings. Yoon-Gi slid a delicate band onto Ho-Seok’s finger, and Ho-Seok did the same for Yoon-Gi. It was a symbol, not just of their love but of everything they had built together. With a kiss, the ceremony was sealed. The crowd erupted into applause, their cheers echoing throughout the venue. It was as if the world itself was celebrating with them, joining in their joy and love.

As they turned to face their family and friends, Ho-Seok’s hand firmly holding Yoon-Gi’s, he looked into his husband’s eyes. He felt a deep sense of fulfillment, a quiet satisfaction in the love they had fought for and built together.

There was no more fear. No more uncertainty. In the arms of the person he loved, Ho-Seok knew that the future would be bright. They had come so far, and now, with their son and their family, they would continue forward together.

Ho-Seok and Yoon-Gi’s story was one of resilience, of love tested by time and trials. They were two silent lovers, once separated, now united in a bond stronger than ever. Their love had been declared to the world, and as they stood hand in hand, with their family around them, they knew this was just the beginning of their forever.

Fin!

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