Title: His Wedding, Her Predicament
Characters: Jung Yunho/OC
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Romance
Length: Chaptered (1/?)
A/N: My first chaptered fic which I will be posting before I get all the chapters written. Aja! Hwaiting!
Summary: Byul has always loved Yunho. But he’s getting married soon, and he even asked her to help him plan the upcoming wedding.
Prologue: His E-mail, Her Confession
I’m getting married! Did I shock you? Well, in my stay here in L.A. I finally found the woman I feel like I could spend the rest of my life with. I’m going back to Korea next week. I’ll see you then. I want your help with the preparations.
With shaky hands Byul managed to type a reply of ‘Tell me about it when you arrive. See you! Don’t forget to bring me a souvenir or you’re dead!’ before closing the e-mail and browser. She knew this time would come sooner or later but still the reality of it shocked her and she still isn’t prepared for the pain that came along with it.
Byul grew up loving Yunho, but it seems like Yunho only see her as a little sister. Though it was quite obvious that the feeling wasn’t mutual, she took her chance and confessed to him during that one fateful night; sitting beside him, in a swing chair, when the full moon and the stars were out, and she had somehow forced him to join her star gaze in a park near their respective homes.
“Yun…” she whispered, looking straight into his eyes.
“Hmm..?” With a tiny smiled etched on the corners of lips he replied as though urging her to continue what she wants to say.
She planted a soft kiss on his cheek. “Saranghae,” she said softly, a slight smile on her lips.
Slowly she saw his smile disappear. He was staring back at her intently, not uttering a single word.
Her heart started to pound in anxiousness. Seeing his expression hurt her deeply. So before her smile fades too she embraced him to hide the look of pain and bitterness she is sure to paint her face. She heard him exhale through his nose, like he was trying to suppress laughter.
“You’re funny Byul. God! I thought it was something serious. Oppa loves you too dongsaeng,” he said, amusement in his voice.
She felt her eyes start to burn, a sign that she is about to cry. So, she bit her lower lip hard and just embraced him tighter. She felt his arms hug her back, like how an older brother would do to his little sister. She wanted to die in his arms in unbearable shame and pain that very moment.
The memory is still fresh in her mind as though it happened just yesterday, for even now when she has accepted the fact that she and Yunho could never be like how she always wanted them to be, her love for Yunho never changed. And now, he wants her to help him plan for his wedding with the one he loves. Just how unlucky and pathetic could she get?
Oh well! The moment she has been dreading almost all her life finally came, all she needs to do now is get used to the idea and use any defense mechanism in the book to show Yunho she’s happy about him getting married in a week’s time, before he arrives.
She ruffled her hair. “Urgh!!!” It’s just driving her nuts.