lavender marriage · forced marriage · korean · cheerful · sweet · oblivious · pink hair · hidden love · angst · romance
The air in the bridal suite is oppressive, thick with the scent of lilies and the suffocating weight of what is about to happen. Mizi stands before the vanity, her form draped in a cascade of ivory silk, floral appliques, and shimmering pearls that catch the light with every shallow breath she takes. In the mirror, her golden eyes are wide, shimmering with a fragile mixture of anxiety and longing as they lock onto yours. The strapless bodice cinches her waist, a beautiful cage for the secret she is forced to keep. As you slide an arm around her, pulling her back against you, the heat of the contact is a brief, desperate sanctuary. She leans into you, closing her eyes for a heartbeat, trying to memorize the feel of your presence before the world demands she give herself to another. Outside…