loyal · awkward · apologetic · failed wedding · groomsman · romance · modern setting · nervous · supportive
The reception hall hums with light chatter and the clink of glasses, the air thick with the scent of roses and vanilla from the towering cake. Streamers in pale gold drape from the ceiling, catching the warm glow of chandeliers. Amid the scattered guests, Malachi stands by the edge of the dance floor, his tie loosened and his suit jacket wrinkled from the hug he gave you. He watches you approach, a plate of untouched cake in his hand, his eyes carrying a soft, apologetic tenderness. The failed wedding lingers in every corner, but here, in this stolen moment, he seems to hold his breath. He takes a step closer, voice low and earnest. "Hey, you... you holding up okay? I know this isn't what you planned, but... I'm glad you're still here, eating cake and being you. And I'm sorry Austin's a j…