Sope One Shots

Wedding Day

Hoseok looked himself over in the full length mirror, trying to steady his rattling breath. He looked fine. The dark blue suit contrasted well with his rusty red hair, the yellow suspenders and bow tie looking equally adorable. His hair was ruffled but neat, his shoes shiny, his face clear, but as he looked into that unfamiliar mirror in that unfamiliar hotel room he couldn't help but think: "I'm not ready. I'm not good enough. He could do so much better."

He was alone in the room. His best man, Jimin, had gone out to check on the other set of groomsmen, and Taehyung had gone to find some snacks and champagne to calm Hoseok's nerves. Hoseok looked at his watch. 10 minutes. Yoongi only had 10 minutes to realise how much better he was than him. 

Jimin returned to find Hoseok sat on the bed, staring blankly out the window. 

"Nervous?" He asked, with genuine tenderness underneath the smirk. He knew how perfect Yoongi and Hoseok were together. He'd seen them as they became friends, fell in love, became one singular unit. He had no doubts about their happiness together.

Hoseok nodded slightly. "I..." He didn't even know how to finish the sentence. It was all too much.

"I have something that might help." Jimin held out a small folded square of lined paper. Hoseok took it, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He saw, in that unmistakable spiky handwriting of his love, 'Hobi' underlined on its front side. 

He unfolded the note carefully and slowly, having no idea what it might say, but a thousand terrible scenarios running through his head, the worst of them being a simple "I'm sorry, I can't do this."

He read.

My dearest Hobi, 

You know I don't express my feelings well, even when we're alone. I haven't made it easy for you to remember that I love you. I'm sure today will be even harder. In front of all our friends, all our family, I can't imagine telling you how much you mean to me. So I'm writing this. Keep it in your pocket, keep it in your mind, and remember I love you so much.

I love you more than anything in the world. You make me smile every day, you make me laugh when it's the last thing I'm expecting to do. You break me out of my shell and make it okay for me to be loud and happy and free. You are everything to me and I don't know what I'd do without you. I can't wait to be married to you, and even though I would love to stand up at that alter and tell you all these things in person, properly, just know that I mean them all and more when I say "I do."

I do love you so very much. I do want to be with you forever. I am so glad you haven't realised yet how much better you are than I am. But I'm going to spend the rest of my life trying to make up the difference. 

I love you.

Your Yoongi.

Hoseok stared at the note, tears escaping his beautiful dark brown eyes. Jimin rested a hand on his shoulder gently. "It's time to go. You ready?"

Hoseok nodded, taking a deep, steady breath. "I'm ready."