One shots// HYUNSUNG

1. Congratulations

A story written on Han Jisung's POV

Ah yes.

I stood there, on the right hand of the altar, in a black coat, with my hands trembling, my knees shaking and my breathing coming to a halt. In my head, I was overwhelmed by the thought of 'Marriage, It's real huh? '

The choir starts to sing as the church door opens. Standing there I see the most beautiful man before my eyes. The most gorgeous smile and honest eyes staring right at me.

Yeah. He is the one.

Hwang Hyunjin. The epitome of beauty. Ethereal, unreal, magnificent. God, he's perfect. Even with tears in his eyes and snot on his nose, he is still so beautiful.

Slowly he walks, moving ever so gracefully. Time stoping and now, all I could do was break into a fit. Throwing a tantrum, because I still couldn't believe this. A sobbing, pouting whining mess was I. But even so, he chuckles . He chuckles as he moves faster, reaching out for me.

Once he reached me, he cupped my cheeks, cooed slightly and whispers, "I love you sungie, okay?"

And with a broken sob, I whisper back, "I love you more, hyunie"

And now he's walks. Walking pass me with a smile, hands leaving the touch of my love.

He walks straight, eyes curled up into crescents. Eyes never leaving the front. Eyes that never dared to look back, because maybe, he'd run back to me if he did. He walks straight into the man of his dreams. The man that held forever in his eyes. The man about to marry the love of my life.

Funny, how that in very moment, Seungmin playfully mouths "Han Jisung, shut up" tears glistening his as he stared at Hyunjin the exact same way I do, with pure and honest love.

Not gonna lie, the moment Hyunjin said 'Yes', all I could think about was regret. All I hear was his soft voice, his vivid cries, our sweet escapade and our disastrous end.

And now he looked like he was filled with love, with happiness, with contentment. He looked like he was ready to move forward.

"He who has any objections, speak, or forever hold your peace"

I was about to speak, but his smile made me shut up. Maybe this was it. I was ready for the regrets but most importantly

I was ready to let him go.

"You may now kiss the groom"

And my world shattered. With a smile, I sobbed harder, feeling my chest tighten. He was married. The love of my life was married. Was happy in someone else's arms. And all I could do was smile, was cry, was shout.

God knows how much I adore him. God knows how thankful I am for meeting him.

In the end, even if it didn't turn out the way we wanted it to, real love means being happy for the one you love. Real love is loving without expecting love in return. Real love means sacrifice. Real love, to me, means Hwang Hyunjin.

Congratulations baby.