Now She’s Getting Married [Saeyoung Choi Drabble]
a/n: this has been a vague idea in the back of my head for a while now but I finally found a bit of inspo! listen to this for a better experience, Alec Benjamin physically hurts me you guys,, anyways enjoy!
background: Sevens route where his yelling and pushing you away works, essentially driving you into the arms of another…
warnings: melancholy sadness
an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals.
That was the only way to describe it; a deep longing feelings that held no end, no hope for the weight to lessen. Yet it felt fitting, that the final event in his short miserable life would be of his own doing.
How stupid had he been? To love you so much and yet treat you so badly? This had been fully on him, his own fear, his own cowardice causing him to mess up the best thing in his life, meeting you, protecting you, falling in love with you… but now sitting under the stormy sky, tulle and fairy light adorned isles and Zen standing under a beautifully designed archway, it all seemed so much worse than before.
He could barely take it, every glance at Zen standing up at the altar, crisp red suit making him positively glow as he stood next to Jumin, a proud smile on his face as he mumbled something to the actor… it killed him.
It should have been him standing there waiting for you. He would have waited his whole life for you if he could, just for the chance of forgiveness, of getting the chance to start over and to cherish and love you the way you deserved.
His hands worked quicker than his mind, muscle memory taking over as he typed into his laptop, hacking into the apartment security cameras, ready to expose the new intruder. How could he have messed the algorithm so badly? How did this person get into the apartment?
The CCTV footage popped up on his laptop, the face of a bright young lady staring at her phone in bewilderment making him lose all sense of self, her inaudible chuckle at something someone had said making his heart soar. It was like he knew her already, this stranger, memories he could not yet access; however at the same time he knew nothing, an otherworldly pull to this stranger making his hands quiver ever so slightly as he typed back to the chat giving her presence the all clear.
He knew it was selfish, thinking of his best friends fiancé this way, thinking about the way he’d exchange messy kisses with you in the rain as you ran for cover inside a convenience store, exchanging glances at each other like two sneaky teenagers being in love for the first time, fully enraptured by each others presence, holding hands as you cuddled, telling each other everything in your witty banter style way…
Mc: 110-000-110 & 111-000-111 ~
Saeyoungs face flushed red, biting back a smile as he turned in bed, curling up into a ball as rampant thoughts ran through his head, the image of your smile clear as he chuckled back a corny response. He wondered- were you smiling too? He hoped so. The thought of your laugh, your response to his jokes and banter brought him a sense of peace as the conversation continued, reading every message from you twice like a holy script, sacred texts keeping him from drowning in his own thoughts. With you on his mind he felt safe he felt… happy.
He stood alongside the rest of the crowd, lost between friends and family alike as he watched you walk down the isle. A small red coloured bouquet sat loosely in your grip, creme dress flowing round you as you walked, wind blowing your curls back ever so slightly, creating an ethereal look about you. Dress hanging over your hips, he could have sworn you were a fairy, one who had cast a spell on him, rather a curse, a curse to love someone who was so much better than him, who deserved so much more than he could give.
As you walked, he managed to catch your eyes, and for a second he saw something in your face, the slightest twitch of your eyebrow, the corner of your mouth.. he’d studied your expressions long enough to know there was something unspoken… a sadness?
You held his gaze, Saeyoung Choi’s bright golden eyes hidden behind his dorky glasses. You couldn’t see his expression well, just his lips together in a tight line, like if he released his jaw he might spill his secrets, tell you all he horrible things he thought about you, the way he continued to adore you, how every time you saw him he hoped you’d kiss him,, that you’d leave Zen and be with him.
His hair was messy, fatigue obvious in the way he steadied himself on his chair as he watched you, eyes softening as you flashed an anxious smile his way, turning back to look ahead, to Zen, to your future.
A slam of the door, your own furious face disappearing, and where there had been anger, the air of frustration and disagreement now lay the heavy silence of his words, casting you out of what had become your own home. You were gone. He knew that for sure. You were gone and it was his fault.
“And do you, MC, take Hyun Ryu to be your lawfully wedded husband in sickness and in health till reset death do you part?”
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