Muse A, the president of an entertainment company, takes their role seriously, ensuring the safety and well-being of all under their management. While not particularly expressive, they diligently monitor each group and its members to maintain a healthy environment within the company.
Meanwhile, Muse B, who debuted in a group under Muse A's company, is now preparing for a solo debut. During meetings with Muse A and the team responsible for their solo career, an undeniable chemistry begins to develop between them.
Despite the significant age gap between Muse A and Muse B, their growing interactions and feelings raise concerns about potential controversies…
Plot 2: Hacker and a powerful businessperson
Muse A, once compelled to hack for the Chinese mafia in their youth, finds themselves captured by a businessperson. On the other hand, Muse B, heading a prestigious group of companies, seeks to recover assets lost to Muse A's former boss, capturing Muse A and forcing them to use their skills, they had no choice but to accept to avoid legal consequences.
The trauma of isolation and captivity revives Muse A's PTSD, witnessed by Muse B, who tries to provide support throughout their deal. Despite initial hesitations, Muse A gradually warms to Muse B's assistance, fostering an unexpected bond between them.
As Muse B's feelings for Muse A deepen, Muse A struggles with their own emotions, grappling with how to reciprocate…
Muse A option: Liuxian
Plot 3: Assassin and a childhood friend
Muse A: Office Worker
Muse B: Assassin
Muse A finds themselves at a crime scene, shocked to see Muse B, their childhood schoolmate, covered in blood. Despite their apprehension, Muse B recognizes Muse A and approaches them with inappropriate enthusiasm, even inviting themselves to Muse A's house.
Although Muse A recognizes Muse B, fear grips them as they grapple with the unsettling situation. They pretend normality, attempting to politely dismiss Muse B from their home, but Muse B's persistence prevents them from leaving. Despite their unease, Muse A is struck by how well Muse B treats them, a stark contrast to their past experiences.
As Muse B confesses their deep admiration and love for Muse A, recounting instances of childhood kindness long forgotten by Muse A (defending them from bullies), finding themselves torn. Unable to reconcile the person they saw at the crime scene with the compassionate side of Muse B, Muse A struggles with their conflicting emotions, hesitant to fully trust or reciprocate Muse B's affections.
Plot 4: An idol/singer/actor and a trainee
Muse A: An idol/singer/actor who debuted a few years ago and has gained a lot of popularity.
Muse B: A trainee, preparing for the debut.
Muse B, a trainee with dreams of debuting, finds themselves under the guidance of Muse A, a professional in the industry because they debuted a few years before Muse B. They are tasked with helping Muse B improve a specific skill, they take on the role, and their interactions gradually blossom into a genuine connection.
As they spend more time together, their connection deepens, fueled by shared experiences and mutual respect. Yet, despite the growing bond between them, both Muse A and Muse B are acutely aware of the professional boundaries that constrain their relationship.
Caught between their feelings and the fear of risking their careers, they navigate their emotions with caution, each longing to express their true sentiments but held back by the weight of their respective positions in the industry. Despite the undeniable chemistry between them, they tread carefully, knowing that one wrong move could alter the course of their careers forever.
Plot 5: Second chance?
Muse A is effortlessly charming and wildly popular, but they have a reputation for keeping their distance—relationships never last long, and they always seem to end things before they can get too deep. Despite this, Muse B, a warm and affectionate soul, has harbored a quiet crush on them for ages.
One day, Muse B finally works up the courage to ask Muse A out, figuring that even if it doesn’t last, at least they’ll have had the chance to experience it. To their surprise, Muse A agrees.
For a few weeks, Muse B does their best to make it work, but the emotional distance and lack of real effort from Muse A start to take their toll. Eventually, Muse B realizes they deserve more—and walks away.
They don’t realize that their warmth and sincerity have quietly slipped past Muse A’s defenses in their short time together. For the first time, Muse A isn’t the one leaving—they’re the one being left. And more than that, they actually care. Caught off guard by their own feelings, Muse A is faced with a choice: let go, as they always have… or fight to win back the one person who ever truly got close.
Plot 6: Coworkers?
Muse A and Muse B work in different areas, but when Muse A's colleague quit, Muse B was temporarily assigned to work in Muse A's area. Although they had seen each other before, they had never talked until now. They seem to have great chemistry, and people even joke about them acting like a married couple, despite both being the same gender and self-proclaimed straight.
Muse A's current relationship wasn't working out, and they ended things. Muse B comforted them during this tough time and since then, their conversations have become more personal and frequent. They even start the day with a good morning text and end it with a good night.
Muse A decides to go on a date arranged by their sibling, but they can't stop thinking about Muse B. Muse B knows about the date and even calls with a lame excuse just to know how the date went, but in reality, they are jealous.
They are both falling in love with each other, but neither of them accepts it because they always thought they were straight.
Plot 7: It's right if you let it be.
Muse A's younger sibling is about to tie the knot and Muse B happens to be Muse A's sibling's best friend.
Muse A comes from a wealthy family but has built their own successful business. On the other hand, Muse B has recently graduated from university and started their first job.
At the wedding, they meet each other after a long time. Muse A is usually occupied with work and only manages to make time for family events. They hadn't seen Muse B in a while. Muse A is surprised to see that Muse B has grown up and matured since the last time they met. While Muse B recognizes Muse A, they feel hesitant to initiate a conversation. However, to their mutual surprise, their interaction flows naturally, leading to a spontaneous coffee outing and subsequent meetings.
Muse B has doubts about developing deeper feelings towards Muse A because they don't have much to offer and can barely afford their small apartment. They fear that they would ruin Muse A's family reputation. On the other hand, Muse A is not bothered by such concerns except for one thing- that Muse B doesn't like them as much as they like Muse B.
Plot 8: What if…?
Based on this reel
Muse A and Muse B, both professional figure skaters, find themselves unexpectedly paired up to compete as a duo. While the transition to this new dynamic wasn't without its challenges, they adapted quickly. As they spend more time together, their partnership evolves beyond mere performance—.
The intimacy of their routines and the natural chemistry they share outside the competition gradually blur the lines between acting and reality. Despite their best efforts to keep their emotions in check, it becomes increasingly difficult to deny the growing feelings between them.
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As they stood in front of the table, beautifully decorated for the ceremony, Yashiro glanced at the papers they needed to sign. Without hesitation, he knew what to do, but he took his time after Jihyun to ensure he didn't mess it up. For most of his life, he had written his full name almost mindlessly, as if it were a mechanical action. However, this time felt different. His name now represented not only himself but also Jihyun's, and for the first time since he learned to write as a child, he focused intently on ensuring he wrote it correctly. It was no longer a mechanical action, but a thoughtful one. As the ink touched the paper, he realized he wasn't the same Yashiro as before; he was now part of something beautiful and eternal.
After signing, Yashiro handed the pen back and leaned in to kiss Jihyun softly on the lips, a brief kiss that was accompanied by a wide, satisfied smile. “I love you, baby,” he said, gently lifting Jihyun's hand into the air. “And the whole universe witnessed today how pure and immense our love is.” He then turned to the officiant, bowing in gratitude.
“Well, let’s celebrate. You and I. As we deserve.”
Jihyun watched Yashiro take his time to sign their marriage certificate, his heart fluttering in his chest the whole time. This was another special moment, because from now on they would share the same last name. Making it even more obvious that they belonged together. It wasn't tradition to change your last name in South Korea, but because they felt like it, they went with the Japanese tradition. Once his husband's signature was on the paper, he admired it for a few moments before his attention was on the other male again.
Jihyun's eyes closed as his lips were kissed, and he kissed him back right away, his heart making another jump in his chest. Once his lids fluttered open again, his lips were curled up into a smile as well. "I love you too," he replied and then watched Yashiro lift his hand. "Our love is unbreakable, and it will last forever." The young male added and then turned towards the officiant to bow.
"Before we go celebrate, let's take a few photos together. The photographer will be here for a little while longer," he said, and then pulled Yashiro gently towards the man they had hired. Since they were outside, it would be easy to find nice backgrounds for a few more pictures that weren't from the ceremony itself.
"Right," he said as he realized they hadn't taken any posed pictures. The photographer had been following them throughout the entire wedding to capture each moment's natural essence. Their camera roll overflowed with smiles, tears, and loving gazes. Still, Jihyun deserved to show off his beautiful attire, including the stunning bouquet and a veil that added an air of mystery. However, Yashiro preferred the veil to be draped over Jihyun's broad shoulders rather than covering his face.
The photographer bowed to them, finally being able to congratulate them instead of following them like a shadow. He instructed his team to set up for their first photos in front of the arch of flowers, where they had exchanged vows, rings, promises, and their endless love. Yashiro held Jihyun's hand tightly, as if afraid they might be separated even for a moment.
Jihyun's experience with photos and photographers was vast, but this photographer specialized in weddings and couples. The direction he provided was easy to follow, and it was actually enjoyable, making the process more natural than Yashiro had anticipated. As he placed his hands on Jihyun's hips, he momentarily lost track of what they were doing, leaning in to press his forehead against his husband's. He closed his eyes and murmured "I love you" several times.
The world around them dimmed, and all the noises faded away. Just like when they first met, it felt like it was only the two of them. Yashiro savored the kiss; no matter how many kisses they had shared or how many more they would share in the future, he was convinced that each one, including this one, would be just as enjoyable. Those plump, rosy lips were made to be kissed, and Jihyun was meant to be loved, desired, and worshipped by him. In that moment, he was sealing that bond.
The kiss was long, but it couldn’t last forever since the wedding wasn’t over. He broke the kiss slowly, his eyelids fluttering open to reveal the most beautiful creature before him. “I love you so much, baby,” he whispered, his hands slipping from Jihyun's cheeks to hold his hands instead. He then turned to the officiant, who was holding two elegant pens for them. “Let’s go, let’s sign the papers. Although you’ve been mine since day one,” he said with a wide smile, enthusiastic to continue.
The world around them faded into the background, and he simply got lost in the way the kiss made Jihyun feel. And no matter how many kisses they had shared in the past or how many they would share in the future, he knew they would never fail to make his heart flutter. He knew he would never get tired of kissing the man he loved. The idol was made to fit right into his husband's arms and their lips were meant to touch often. And the kiss they shared at that moment was a silent promise to each other that their bond would never break.
As Yashiro broke the kiss, Jihyun let out a small unhappy sound while his eyes slowly opened again. Their eyes locked, and his lips curled up into a genuinely happy smile, hearing the whispered words. "I love you just as much, hubby." He whispered back, wanting to know now how he would like to get called hubby. Once the other had his hands in his, he gave them a gentle squeeze. Then he turned towards the officiant and after giving him a nod he took one of the pens from him. He looked at Yashiro again, his own smile as wide. "Yes, let's go and I will be yours forever and ever."
Jihyun quickly pecked his husband's cheek before stepping over to the small table they had there. Then he put his signature on their marriage license. This would be the first time Yashiro would have to write his new last name. The two of them had decided to go with the Japanese tradition of one person taking the last name of their partner. It made them feel even closer if that was even possible. Once he was done, he took a step back, waiting for the other to be done too.
As they stood in front of the table, beautifully decorated for the ceremony, Yashiro glanced at the papers they needed to sign. Without hesitation, he knew what to do, but he took his time after Jihyun to ensure he didn't mess it up. For most of his life, he had written his full name almost mindlessly, as if it were a mechanical action. However, this time felt different. His name now represented not only himself but also Jihyun's, and for the first time since he learned to write as a child, he focused intently on ensuring he wrote it correctly. It was no longer a mechanical action, but a thoughtful one. As the ink touched the paper, he realized he wasn't the same Yashiro as before; he was now part of something beautiful and eternal.
After signing, Yashiro handed the pen back and leaned in to kiss Jihyun softly on the lips, a brief kiss that was accompanied by a wide, satisfied smile. “I love you, baby,” he said, gently lifting Jihyun's hand into the air. “And the whole universe witnessed today how pure and immense our love is.” He then turned to the officiant, bowing in gratitude.
“Well, let’s celebrate. You and I. As we deserve.”
“ Your hands feel like fire on my skin, and I never want you to stop. ” - to Sungmin from Magi ♡
“I won’t stop; I don’t want to stop…” he murmured against her soft, silky skin, pressing gentle kisses on her neck. He took deep breaths to inhale her sweet scent, savoring it like a fine wine, letting it envelop him. One arm wrapped securely around her, pulling her closer onto his lap, as if he were afraid to let her go. His other hand glided up her thigh, fingers brushing lightly against her skin.
“Stay with me,” he whispered, his voice barely audible, but filled with urgency, as if their connection was something sacred that he wished to preserve forever.
The breath he had been holding unconsciously escaped his lungs when the officiant declared them officially married. It felt as though all the nervousness and anxiety from the preparations vanished from his body. Instead of worrying about this significant step they were taking together, he focused on making the day as memorable as possible for his now-husband, Jihyun. Yashiro knew Jihyun deserved a dream wedding, and although they would have another ceremony at another time, having this intimate moment together was everything they had wished for, everything they had dreamed for.
Without hesitation or waiting for any further cue, Yashiro lifted the veil to finally see Jihyun's face. After taking a few moments to admire his beautiful features, he cupped Jihyun's cheeks and leaned in, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. He didn't care if others were watching; let them observe, let them witness their love, Yashiro thought.
Jihyun could feel it in his heart that he would never forget this special day in their lives, a day that made him the happiest guy alive. This small wedding was simply perfect in his eyes, because it was just the two of them, and they were able to feel the love they had for each other with every word spoken. And he just knew that Yashiro felt the same way and, as he heard him let out a breath, his lips curled up into another smile. Yes, he hadn't been the only one nervous, nervous in the best way. This moment belonged to them alone, but that didn't mean he didn't look forward to celebrating with family and friends sometime in the future. But for now, he was simply getting lost in the moment.
As his now-husband lifted his veil, he gave him his happiest smile, feeling grateful that no tears were running down his cheeks now. For a moment, he admired Yashiro's features just as the other did with his and as his cheeks got cupped, his eyes closed naturally. A small sigh slipped into the kiss as their lips touched, and he kissed him back just as deeply and passionately. He got completely lost in the moment they shared, feeling like they were the only two people in the world. Jihyun didn't care who looked at them, he just kept pouring all his love into the kiss.
And while they got lost in their kiss, the guy officiating placed their marriage certificate on a small table nearby. He had already signed it together with two witnesses, who happened to be the person responsible for the music and their hired photographer. And before they would leave, they would sign it. All the paperwork had already been submitted back home, so this marriage certificate was for the two of them to take home with them.
The world around them dimmed, and all the noises faded away. Just like when they first met, it felt like it was only the two of them. Yashiro savored the kiss; no matter how many kisses they had shared or how many more they would share in the future, he was convinced that each one, including this one, would be just as enjoyable. Those plump, rosy lips were made to be kissed, and Jihyun was meant to be loved, desired, and worshipped by him. In that moment, he was sealing that bond.
The kiss was long, but it couldn’t last forever since the wedding wasn’t over. He broke the kiss slowly, his eyelids fluttering open to reveal the most beautiful creature before him. “I love you so much, baby,” he whispered, his hands slipping from Jihyun's cheeks to hold his hands instead. He then turned to the officiant, who was holding two elegant pens for them. “Let’s go, let’s sign the papers. Although you’ve been mine since day one,” he said with a wide smile, enthusiastic to continue.
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Yashiro kept his eyes on Jihyun, holding his hands in front of him to resist the urge to hug him, wipe away his tears, and perhaps even press a kiss on those beautiful rosy lips. Despite this, he stayed still, listening to Jihyun’s words, smiling and chuckling softly at some of his remarks. He understood the depth of every sentence; he could feel the meaning behind the words rather than just hearing them. A warm and calming sensation enveloped his body. Jihyun was his anchor; with him, there were no concerns, no fears, and nothing was impossible.
When the officiant instructed them to exchange their rings, Yashiro nodded. But before he could pull out the white satin box from his pocket, he gently wiped away a few fresh tears from Jihyun’s cheek and whispered, "I love you." Then, he retrieved the box and opened it with trembling hands. The officiant held the box for them as Yashiro took out one of the rings. He reached for Jihyun’s left hand and slowly slid the ring onto his finger. It was now Jihyun's turn.
Both rings were identical, designed and specially made for them.
Jihyun felt his heart flutter in his chest as Yashiro wiped away the tears that had just run down his cheek, accompanied by those words. "I love you too." He whispered back before all of his attention went to the little white satin box in his groom's hands. As he then took his left hand, a small tingling sensation rushed through his body, which intensified as the ring was slid onto his finger. For a heartbeat, he admired it before taking out the ring for Yashiro, his hands trembling as well. He then took the other's right hand and slid the ring onto his finger.
"I now pronounce you husband and husband, bound in love and in a lifetime of shared dreams. You may now seal your vows with a kiss," the officiant then stated, while Jihyun's eyes stayed fixated on Yashiro's face. A wave of happiness washed over him after hearing the words that they were married, and he then impulsively took a step closer to his husband. His eyes were pretty much pleading that his veil would be lifted, and he would get kissed, so it could really sink in that they were married now.
He wished for nothing more than for them to get lost in their own little world for a few moments. Also, he didn't want a quick peck, but a real kiss, one that meant something. Yashiro surely felt the same way.
The breath he had been holding unconsciously escaped his lungs when the officiant declared them officially married. It felt as though all the nervousness and anxiety from the preparations vanished from his body. Instead of worrying about this significant step they were taking together, he focused on making the day as memorable as possible for his now-husband, Jihyun. Yashiro knew Jihyun deserved a dream wedding, and although they would have another ceremony at another time, having this intimate moment together was everything they had wished for, everything they had dreamed for.
Without hesitation or waiting for any further cue, Yashiro lifted the veil to finally see Jihyun's face. After taking a few moments to admire his beautiful features, he cupped Jihyun's cheeks and leaned in, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. He didn't care if others were watching; let them observe, let them witness their love, Yashiro thought.
His smile widened when he heard that he was missed, desired, and wanted. The veil was sheer enough for him to see the smile on his fiancé’s face, and the urge to lift it and kiss him was so strong that he instinctively moved closer. It wasn’t until the officiant began speaking that he realized they were following a protocol. Taking a deep breath, he tightened his grip on Jihyun’s hand.
Yashiro stole glances at Jihyun, their eyes meeting every time, as if they were sharing a silent conversation, just the two of them. It was now time for their vows. Yashiro turned to face Jihyun again and had to let go of his hand to hold the paper, which had a few creases on it.
He swallowed the lump in his throat and blinked away fresh tears that threatened to fall. Not wanting his voice to crack, he cleared his throat and began:
“Meeting you wasn’t a coincidence. I’m convinced we were destined to be together since the beginning of time. We’ve met in every life we’ve lived before, and we will remain connected in the future. Still, despite knowing that I will have you for eternity, I want to make the most of our time together in this life. Today, I take you as my husband, but I want you to know that regardless of any title or certificate, I will prove to you every single day that I love you more than words can express.
You are the most hardworking person I know—sometimes too hardworking—but everything you do, you excel at, and I couldn’t be prouder of the person you are and the skills you’ve developed. Everyone can see it, but you also have a sweet, caring side that only I know. The Jihyun who gets frustrated with the coffee maker in the morning, or the playful Jihyun who likes to poke my sides to make me laugh, or the caring Jihyun who hugs me after a long, exhausting day, those sides are my treasures because they are meant only for me.
Whoever is up there in the sky, shaping our destinies, I thank them for bringing us together.”
In the end, his voice cracked a few times, and some tears rolled down his cheeks, but when he finished, he looked up at Jihyun and smiled. “And you look stunning, babe,” he chuckled. Now it was his turn to listen.
Seeing Yashiro's smile widen made his heart flutter in his chest and for a few moments he simply looked at him, taking everything in. His own smile widened too as his fiancé moved closer, something he had done subconsciously as well. And while they listened to the words spoken by the person officiating their wedding, he gave Yashiro's hand a squeeze as his grip tightened around his own hand. It still felt like a dream that this was really happening.
And each time Jihyun glanced over at the man he loved, their eyes would meet, and he felt a tingling sensation rush through his body. Their eyes were communicating in their own way, a communication that didn't need words. Two hearts sharing one beat and two souls connected in a way that couldn't be explained with words. A bond so deep that it could never get destroyed. As it was time for their vows, the young male turned to face Yashiro, feeling a bit sad that he had to let go of his hand.
While Jihyun listened to Yashiro's wedding vows, he could feel happy tears well up in his eyes while a smile kept playing on his lips. He could feel each word spoken resonate deep within him, making him love the other even more deeply if that was even possible. And if it was possible for his heart to jump out of his chest and into Yashiro's hands, it would have done so.
By the time his soon-to-be husband had finished his voice, a few tears had managed to run down Jihyun's cheeks, clearly touched by them. He felt a faint blush in his cheeks as he was complimented, which didn't go away as he got the piece of paper out which had his vows written on it. And with a trembling voice of his own he began:
"Ever since meeting you, I knew fate had wanted us to come together and fall in love. I can feel it in my heart, that we are soulmates, destined for each other in every life. We met in our lives before this one, and we will meet again in the next. But even though I know we will meet again, I want to cherish you in this life, the life we live now. And now that I get to take you as a husband, I want to make you feel even more loved. I will prove to you every single day that I love you more than I could ever put into words.
I love how passionate you are, not only about your work projects, but about everything else you do. Seeing that fire burn within you makes me more passionate too. I'm proud of the person you are and what you have already achieved. And I also love the sides of you that are for my eyes only. Like you need a good morning kiss every morning, or you will be grumpy, that you entangle our limbs whenever we lie down together or blow air against my neck and kiss it just to make me shiver. Or whenever you just want to sit down and let me ramble about my day if you feel I need it. I treasure each of those sides.
I'll always thank the universe for allowing us to meet and fall in love. I promise to be right by your side forever."
Jihyun's voice had been trembling throughout his vows and once the last word had come over his lips, a few more happy tears ran over his cheeks. He was still smiling as the man officiating the ceremony told them it was time to exchange the rings now. And the idol was glad he had let Yashiro keep them. With his nervousness, it would have been possible to forget to bring them if it had been on him.
Yashiro kept his eyes on Jihyun, holding his hands in front of him to resist the urge to hug him, wipe away his tears, and perhaps even press a kiss on those beautiful rosy lips. Despite this, he stayed still, listening to Jihyun’s words, smiling and chuckling softly at some of his remarks. He understood the depth of every sentence; he could feel the meaning behind the words rather than just hearing them. A warm and calming sensation enveloped his body. Jihyun was his anchor; with him, there were no concerns, no fears, and nothing was impossible.
When the officiant instructed them to exchange their rings, Yashiro nodded. But before he could pull out the white satin box from his pocket, he gently wiped away a few fresh tears from Jihyun’s cheek and whispered, "I love you." Then, he retrieved the box and opened it with trembling hands. The officiant held the box for them as Yashiro took out one of the rings. He reached for Jihyun’s left hand and slowly slid the ring onto his finger. It was now Jihyun's turn.
Both rings were identical, designed and specially made for them.
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His treatment was still, or even more, hostile. Kay went silent; the talkative, energetic, and vibrant Kay was reduced to nothing but a silent mess. He didn’t feel welcome, but that was expected. Even though he knew the place well, he felt like a foreigner, an intruder, and his chest felt heavy and tight.
Kay stepped inside, removing his facemask and pulling down the hood of his sweatshirt. He didn’t know what to do, where to sit, or how to stand. The only way he could control his uneasiness was to take a deep, grounding breath and watch the other man enter as well.
"I called you," he began. "I also sent you a text," he added. "You didn’t respond, so I assumed you were busy." Lies. He didn’t assume anything; he knew exactly what happened. Daphne didn’t answer his calls or respond to his texts on purpose because it had become a recurring issue, but he still lied. "I wanted to know if it was okay to visit you since I was abroad and..." He paused. "Well, I also told you I was going to be on a business trip, but I think you missed that message too," he said with a stupid, oblivious smile. Another lie, trying to excuse the other’s behavior as if it weren’t obvious, but it made it a little less hurtful. "Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to come," he muttered. "You didn’t answer for a reason, and now I’m here being a nuisance when you must be tired. I..." he said, making long pauses in the middle of his sentence and gesturing toward the front door to imply he could leave if the other wanted him to. Kay completely dismissed his own tiredness; he had been asleep in the hallway just moments ago, but he still put Daphne first.
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The small chat he had with the person who did his hair and makeup was pleasant. Instead of calming his nerves with reassuring words, she took the time to listen to him ramble about how much he loved, appreciated, and desired his soon-to-be husband. His own words grounded him; he didn’t have any doubts. He only wanted this day to be as perfect as Jihyun deserved, and he wanted to look good for him as well. In other words, his thoughts were solely focused on Jihyun and his desire to be close to him again.
When he was ready, he stared at himself in the mirror. It would be the first time Jihyun would see his outfit. His long blonde hair, styled in soft waves, framed his face, and he wore subtle makeup to enhance his features. He felt eager to see his groom, and if he could, he would have run down the aisle. Instead, he put the small white satin box in his pocket, adjusted his light, breathy jacket, and left the cabin.
He was the first to step onto the aisle. His mind was finally at peace, and the small, content sigh that escaped his lips was a sign that his body and mind had completely relaxed. This time, there were no guests, no one invading their little bubble. Although he knew he wanted to share this moment with his family, they would have another chance to do so when they got back home. This moment was theirs alone; it was how it was supposed to be. He had heard the melody of the song before, only catching a glimpse of it, and that’s when he knew Jihyun had written it himself.
Yashiro stood in front of the person who would conduct the ceremony, bowed respectfully, and then turned to get a better view of the aisle. He finally spotted his soulmate. Jihyun's white and flowy attire accentuated the curves of his body, and the veil, while complementing the outfit beautifully, covered his face. Yashiro needed to see him. He couldn’t contain his happiness; his wide smile and teary eyes were proof of it. Holding back the urge to run to Jihyun, he extended his hand toward him. “I missed you…” He said. They had been apart for only a few hours, but it felt like an eternity.
Jihyun had talked about Yashiro as well while his hair and make-up were done and the way in which he talked about him made it easy to tell how deeply he loved him. And with each memory he recalled, no matter how small or big, made him smile more. Fate had wanted them to meet and get married, there was no doubt in his mind about it. He simply knew and felt it in his heart that they were soulmates and that they would find each other in every life. They couldn't get separated, their love was too strong for that.
The young male wished for their wedding day to be simply magical, a magic only the two of them would be able to feel. This day was just about the two of them and about the love they had for each other. He wanted to make memories that would last forever. Jihyun knew he would treasure those moments in his heart, but they had also hired a local photographer to take photos and short videos. But those would stay for their eyes only and maybe some would be shared with family members or close friends.
And during the whole time Jihyun walked down the aisle, he felt his heart fluttering in the best of ways. Under his veil, his lips had curled up into a genuinely happy smile, and he couldn't look away from his groom for even a second. The way he looked at him, caused his heart to make a happy jump in his chest and as he held his hand out to him, he placed his in it right away. "I missed you too, a lot…" He whispered back, the time spent apart had felt way too long. He stepped next to Yashiro before turning to face the person that would conduct the ceremony. Even though it wasn't how things were usually done, he hoped the other wouldn't let go of his hand.
"Today, it is just the two of you, and that makes it more special. Because a marriage begins simply: with two people choosing each other, fully and without hesitation. What matters is not who is watching, but the promise you are about to make and the life you will build together. So in this quiet moment, with everything ahead of you, let it begin here. Please face one another and share your vows." The guy standing in front of them said, his words resonating with something deep inside of him.
His smile widened when he heard that he was missed, desired, and wanted. The veil was sheer enough for him to see the smile on his fiancé’s face, and the urge to lift it and kiss him was so strong that he instinctively moved closer. It wasn’t until the officiant began speaking that he realized they were following a protocol. Taking a deep breath, he tightened his grip on Jihyun’s hand.
Yashiro stole glances at Jihyun, their eyes meeting every time, as if they were sharing a silent conversation, just the two of them. It was now time for their vows. Yashiro turned to face Jihyun again and had to let go of his hand to hold the paper, which had a few creases on it.
He swallowed the lump in his throat and blinked away fresh tears that threatened to fall. Not wanting his voice to crack, he cleared his throat and began:
“Meeting you wasn’t a coincidence. I’m convinced we were destined to be together since the beginning of time. We’ve met in every life we’ve lived before, and we will remain connected in the future. Still, despite knowing that I will have you for eternity, I want to make the most of our time together in this life. Today, I take you as my husband, but I want you to know that regardless of any title or certificate, I will prove to you every single day that I love you more than words can express.
You are the most hardworking person I know—sometimes too hardworking—but everything you do, you excel at, and I couldn’t be prouder of the person you are and the skills you’ve developed. Everyone can see it, but you also have a sweet, caring side that only I know. The Jihyun who gets frustrated with the coffee maker in the morning, or the playful Jihyun who likes to poke my sides to make me laugh, or the caring Jihyun who hugs me after a long, exhausting day, those sides are my treasures because they are meant only for me.
Whoever is up there in the sky, shaping our destinies, I thank them for bringing us together.”
In the end, his voice cracked a few times, and some tears rolled down his cheeks, but when he finished, he looked up at Jihyun and smiled. “And you look stunning, babe,” he chuckled. Now it was his turn to listen.
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