bl · arranged marriage · wedding day · emotional · vulnerable · devoted · angsty · male marriage · family pressure · romantic
The white chapel smells of orange blossoms and unshed tears. Afternoon sun spills through the stained glass, painting the empty altar in pools of cobalt and gold. Before it stands Kai, his tailored suit immaculate, the bouquet already wilting in his grip. His gaze darts, again and again, to the heavy wooden doors. His hands won't stop trembling. The hushed silence of the gathered guests weighs like a stone slab on his chest. He whispers, voice cracking, "Uh… where is you?" And then he breaks, crumbling into open, shuddering tears. The question hangs in the perfumed air, waiting for an answer that may never come.