jeongchan oneshots

married

We were to be wed. You proposed three months ago, and I agreed, our overwhelming love for each other being visible to even the passerby. We were both so excited. The wedding plans were finished in a mere two weeks, and all the invitations had been sent out a week after that. You invited your family, I invited mine, and our friends were invited as well. Felix was your best man, Seungmin was mine. My father was to walk me down the aisle, and when I stepped out from beyond the large white doors separating me from you and the guests, I saw you were already crying. I sent you a reassuring smile as I walked towards you, but it only made you cry harder. I caught your parents glaring at me, but thought nothing of it. They were never supportive of our relationship but had never done anything about it. I let go of my father's arm, standing in front of you and gently grabbing your hands, squeezing them as I smiled at you once again.

Then we were married.

You hadn't stopped crying throughout the entire wedding, your tears only ceasing after I wiped them for you and told you that your makeup was running, and you looked like a dead raccoon. We stood close as the guests congratulated us and wished us well. We grinned and thanked them.

After we were changed out of our stuffy suits, we grabbed our luggage from our apartment, we were sat in an airplane on our way to France.

Two weeks later we returned to Korea, our friends running up to us the moment we appeared from around the corner. We were immediately bombarded with questions about how France was, and if we brought them any souvenirs. The two of us sighed as we begrudgingly handed them what he had bought them at gift shops and small stores.

After they had collected their gifts they led us outside to Woojin's van, which he bought even though we had all begged him not to. We all climbed in, and Woojin drove us home.

When we arrived, we dropped our luggage by the door and fell asleep on the couch, your legs on top of my torso due to the small size of our sofa.
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it's crap but that's okay.
next week will hopefully be a sequel to your now deceased friend!
haven't decided whether I want to keep it angsty or give it a happy ending