Just A Few Numbers Away

Chapter 123

The Melody of Forever

The courtyard was a sea of hushed anticipation.

​First, the music shifted.

A soft, welcoming melody began to play, and all eyes turned to the back.

Seokjin emerged, walking with a composed, graceful authority.

He didn't rush; he moved with the steady confidence of the hyung, acknowledging the guests with a slight, respectful bow as he made his way down the aisle.

He reached the front, took his place at the podium, and offered a reassuring, pride-filled smile to Yoongi, who stood waiting.

​Seokjin cleared his throat, his voice smooth and commanding.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here to witness a union that transcends time. To begin, we invite the mothers of the couple to join us at the altar to light the candles, signifying the blending of our two families into one light."

​As the mothers moved forward to light the candles, the air felt sacred.

Once they had returned to their seats, Seokjin stepped to the microphone again, his voice warm and steady.

​"It is a privilege to stand here as the host for a man I call a brother. And to stand beside him today, he has chosen the two people who have walked every step of his journey by his side."

​Seokjin gestured toward the back.

"Please welcome the best men, Kim Namjoon and Jung Hoseok."

​Namjoon and Hobi walked down the aisle, their expressions reflecting the weight and joy of the moment, taking their places as Yoongi's supporters.

​Seokjin continued, his smile broadening.

"And now, the man who has spent a lifetime turning his heart toward this day-the groom, Min Yoongi."

He took his place beside Bang PD-nim, his hands clasped, eyes fixed forward-a man holding his breath.

​"To lead the way for the bride," Seokjin announced, "we have Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung."

​The two walked with a playful elegance, scattering soft white and purple petals along the path.

Finally, Seokjin's voice dropped to a tone of genuine reverence.

"And, carrying the symbol of a love that is written for a lifetime, our ring bearer, Jeon Jungkook."

​Jungkook appeared, walking with an air of intense focus.

He moved with careful, measured steps, his hands cradling a small, white heart-shaped pillow.

Resting securely in the center of the soft fabric was the small, velvet box holding the Darry Ring.

He looked like he was guarding a treasure, his expression one of absolute, unwavering duty.

​Everything fell into place.

Seokjin gave a final, subtle nod to Bang PD-nim, who adjusted his spectacles, his eyes scanning the gates with his own anticipation.

***

Aen stood behind the heavy wooden gates, her breath hitching as she adjusted her veil one last time, smoothing the lace where it pinned at the back of her hair one last time.

Beside her, Carly waited with a bright, steady gaze, her small hand already firmly clasped in Aen's.

They were a mirrored image of grace-a mother and daughter standing on the threshold of their future.