ANGEL ☾ winwin one shots.

don't forget. [tenwin]

it was sicheng's wedding day today. he sat alone on his bed, his heartbeat fastening every passing second. there was about half an hour left before he has to come out and walk down the aisle, taking the oath to be someone else's for the rest of his life.

he glances to the clock on the wall. twelve fifteen. the church must be full by now. but the person he's expecting is not here yet. his mother and sister checked up on him a few minutes ago, but other than them and his stylist, no one else went to the room.

he took another deep breath and sighed. today is the last day he could meet the said man. but he's nowhere to be found. he just hopes he shows up in the remaining thirty minutes.

he stood up and examined himself in the mirror. he looked very stunning in his jet black suit. his black locks were combed to the back, exposing his forehead. he looked good, indeed, but he doesn't feel so.

his soon-to-be husband, or precisely his groom, is his family's choice. qian kun is the least man he expected to marry because he had looked up to the older as his own brother. they were close since they were little, so being forced to be his husband just feels weird.

plus, sicheng had his own ideal husband. but he had to break up with him because his family won't give their blessings. it's really hard for him, but he had to agree.

suddenly, there was a knock on his door. he glanced to the clock again. twenty five minutes left before his big day. it can't possibly be kun, since their family had a strict belief that they can't meet on the wedding day before the ceremony.

he walked to his door with a heavy heart, and opened the door. he looked up and his heart skipped a beat. that was the said man from before.

the man he used to love with his whole heart. the man he used to kiss, to hold and to hug every day. the man that used to keep him close and safe, the man that used to be his boyfriend.

chittaphon leechaiyapornkul, or his chinese name, lee young qin. for short, ten.

" aren't you going to let me in ?" the older said, chuckling softly.

sicheng shook his thoughts away and went aside, letting ten to come in. then, he closed the door. he's afraid his parents would go berserk if they saw him together with his ex on his wedding.

ten sat on the bed and sicheng sat beside him. it was drop dead silence as both of them were unsure of what to say. so they just sat there, enjoying each other's company.

it's really sad how they could talk with each other for hours and stay up until three a.m. texting before, but now none of them could utter even a word. sicheng wished they could go back to those good old times.

he doesn't care about marriage anymore. he just wants to be with ten, even as friends. if it wasn't for his family, it would totally be easier.

" congratulations, I think ." ten spoke up, managing a sad smile. " kun is a nice man, he can take care of you ."

" I don't want him. I want you ."

" you know I want you too, but not everything lasts forever. we're not meant to be. I'm—I'm sorry ." sicheng turned to the older with a frown.

" doesn't our relationship mean anything to you? why are you giving up on me so easily ?"

" it's not easy, sicheng. it never was, never will be. I love you and I know you love me. I tried to talk with your parents but they still stand with their decision. there's nothing left that I could do ."

ten turned to the love of his life and took his hands. he interlocked their fingers. sicheng's hands felt warm and welcoming as always. he smiled, brighter this time.

" as long as you're happy with him, I will be happy too ."

a tear went down sicheng's cheeks. ten's right. it's not near being easy for them. he's being unfair for saying that the older gave up on him, because the truth is he never did. but there's really nothing he could do now.

except for one: watch as sicheng walk down the aisle and move on.

ten wiped the latter's tear away using his thumb. it breaks his heart to see his sunshine crying because of him.

he knows they're both hurt, but what can he do? as much as he wants to protect sicheng and give him all his love, fate just gotta ruin it with its terrible plan.

but at least he knows that his love is in good hands. kun's the perfect man for sicheng. he's very polite, caring and considerate. he's really the most ideal man someone could ask for. no wonder why sicheng's parents wanted their son to marry him.

" is this the end of us? I don't wanna say goodbye ."

" no one says goodbye unless they wanna see you again, sicheng ."

ten averted his gaze to the clock. seven minutes left before he has to leave. he gave sicheng another sad smile and caressed his cheeks that were wet from his tears.

he brought him closer and closed the gap between them. sicheng's lips felt cold just like his soul at the moment. another tear went down his cheek, which none of them cared about.

the kiss wasn't a french one. it's just a short kiss on the lips. but, it's enough for saying goodbye. it's a kiss that none of them would forget until their last breathe.

" I will miss you, ten ." the younger sobbed out when they broke the kiss shortly after.

" you have my number, sicheng. even if we could never see each other again, we still could text, right ?" ten forced a smile to reassure sicheng that it is okay.

but the truth is, it's not. both of them are hurting badly on the inside and it's pretty obvious. but they can't do anything to change it.

" it's not the same if I can't see your face and feel your warmth ."

" sicheng ..." ten cupped the love of his life's cheeks as he tried not to cry, but then he failed. " if we're really meant to be, life will find a way. so please don't cry, okay? I love you, you love me, that's all that matters ."

sicheng hold ten's hands tightly. his tears fell down like a waterfall. then, he mustered up the courage to look up directly into ten's eyes.

" don't forget about us, don't forget me. everything about me ."

" of course I won't, baby ."

their lips met again for the second time. but the kiss was shorter than the first one. ten wiped his own tears and sicheng's, before helping his ex to stand up.

they both looked into each other's eyes and managed a sad smile. it's really time to say the very last goodbye. but the truth is, they didn't want to let go of one another's hands.

" well, shall we ?"

" no ." sicheng said, tightening his grip on ten's hand.

" baby—"

the door creaks open. they both turned to it and saw sicheng's sister entering the room. she's not really against their relationship, so she doesn't mind them being together for the last time.

she went through a hard break-up too before, so she understands how bad it must hurt for both of them.

" I'm sorry for being the jerk, but I'm here for my brother ."

ten shot sicheng another smile and told him to go with his sister. the chinese was heavy to do so, but then his hands met the girl's and he was dragged outside.

he turned back and saw the love of his life waving weakly at him as another tear dropped. that was the last thing he saw before the door was slammed shut.

" goodbye, sicheng ."

a/n: when I wrote this, wind flower by mamamoo, don't forget by ikon and don't wanna cry by seventeen came on shuffle. seems like my playlist knows what I'm doing lmao.