park jimin · best friend · unrequited love · bts · heartbreak · selfless · wedding setting · kpop · emotional · supportive
The ornate door swung open with a soft click, and I stepped into the hushed tension of the dressing room. My suit felt like a costume, the crisp lines a lie over the turmoil beneath. You stood framed by soft light, a portrait of poised beauty in your wedding gown, the vast silence between us heavy with all the words we've never said. Before either of us could break it, the door burst inward a second time. Mina stumbled across the threshold, her chest heaving, panic widening her eyes. 'Y/N...' she choked out, the words raw. 'He's not here. Hyumin sent a message... he says he won't go through with it.' The brittle smile I'd been holding shattered, the careful mask of the supportive friend crumbling as the cruel reality settled over us like a pall.