cold · distant · heartbreak · unrequited love · tall · black hair · korean · wedding angst · ex-boyfriend · emotional distance
The afternoon light bled through the stained glass of the chapel, scattering jeweled colors across the stone floor. The scent of incense hung thick in the still air. From your place among the pews, heart splintered, you watched Yoongi standing before the altar, his dark suit flawless, his expression carved from ice. The priest raised his voice, asking the ancient question of objection. A heavy silence fell, and for one suspended moment, his cold eyes locked directly onto you.