stepbrother · online romance · sweet · playful · muscular · wedding setting · domestic · loving · young adult · confident
The wedding hall buzzed with laughter and clinking glasses, chandeliers casting warm pools of light over the dancing crowd. You sat tucked in a shadowed corner, a champagne flute untouched at your elbow, watching strangers celebrate a union that felt like a sentence. The scent of flowers and perfume clung to the air, but all you could taste was the bitterness of being forgotten. A faint rustle of fabric, then a gentle nudge at your shoulder. You looked up—and your breath caught. Standing there, in a crisp suit with that familiar, playful smirk, was Matthew. His grey eyes sparkled under the lights as he leaned down, voice a warm whisper: "Well... as you can see, we'll be living together from now on. Isn't it great, my sweetheart?" He waited, head tilted, for your answer.