hi can i ask a scenario when tbe boys find out that their s/o was once abandoned at the altar on her wedding day? thanks
I remembered this was the first person who asked me if I accepted requests/asks 😂 Well, you got what you asked for! I wrote this in the middle of taking the exam lol So, if it sucks, blame it on rhe exams haha! PS. Some of the boys aren’t married to MC yet so I hope that’s okay with you!
𝓥𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓸𝓻
For the past few days after Victor’s proposal and your lame response (“Can I think about it first?”), Victor noticed you’ve been acting a bit odd.
To him, it seemed like you were no longer sure how to act around him. He noticed how you pause whenever you were in the same room as him, how your words were more hesitant and how your movements were more withdrawn.
You’ve been together for four years already and living together for nearly a year. To see you act so differently just felt so wrong for him.
Was it because of the proposal? Victor thought one afternoon in his office. He didn’t see anything wrong with his proposal and he already told you that he’d wait for your answer as long as it took.
So, what was wrong? What changed? What was different now?
Could it be that you no longer loved him?
It just struck Victor then that maybe the reason why you asked for more time was because you were thinking about how to break up with him.
And honestly, for someone like Victor who was always sure of his actions and who never hesitated on his words, he didn’t know what to do if that were the case.
Victor already took away your right to decide once (back then with the whole bodyguards business thing) and he couldn’t imagine taking it away when you stressed it enough how important it was for you.
Taking it away again would be so despicable and undeserving of you that if it ever came to a point where you decided to leave him, he would undoubtedly let you go no matter how much it was killing him in the process.
Thinking about it not only made his head hurt, but also made him unable to properly breathe due to the pressure mounting on his chest.
Preoccupied by the thoughts running in his head, Victor didn’t even notice when you came in his office until you spoke his name.
He snapped out of his thoughts and upon seeing you, blurted out the first thing that came to his head, “Are you leaving me?”
“Wait, what?” You asked, caught off guard by his abrupt question. “No! What? Victor, I’m not leaving you. What made you think that?”
Victor, at first, didn’t want to admit the reason why, but when you looked at him with such a worried expression like that, he went on to explain what he observed, what it meant, and the conclusions it formulated. He did all of this reluctantly, as if admitting it aloud would also be admitting a weakness.
You listened to all of his points, and once he was finished, you berated yourself for putting him in a such uncomfortable position that most likely caused the ever unbreakable and untouchable Victor to feel doubtful. It was something that almost never happened so you could imagine how discomfited he was.
“Oh, I’m sorry I made you think that way, Victor,” you said, regret coating every cadence of your voice. Then you hesitated.
You honestly didn’t know how to proceed and what to say next, afraid that what you would reveal next would cause Victor to doubt you. But you hid the truth for a very long time and that was no longer an option if the consequence would be ruining your relationship with him forever.
You sat down across him and finally decided to reveal the truth. “The reason why I’ve been so strange lately is because... I admit, it’s because of your proposal, but it’s not what you think!” You rushed out before he could form a remark. You fidgeted in your seat, finding it unable to meet his gaze, and forced yourself to proceed. “You see, back when I was in university, I had a relationship with someone. It was a serious one, the kind that led to an engagement.”
Victor’s facial expression didn’t change but inside, he was surprised and a bit cautious as he listened to what you were revealing to him. He didn’t know that you had a relationship before and he certainly didn’t know that you had gotten engaged to someone else.
"My dad didn’t exactly approve of my relationship with him. He thought that he wasn’t good enough for me, I guess. But I loved him and wanted to stay with him. So, for the first time in my life, I disobeyed my dad and my ex and I got together. We made our relationship a secret from everyone else; no one knew aside from us. At first, it was thrilling. We were young and happy and in love, and I though that being with him was simply the best time of my life."
"But then, later, things changed. We got into more fights and arguments about our relationship and coming clean to my dad. It got worse and worse as months passed by, and for some reason, he thought that the solution was to get married-- in secret. It didn’t sit well with me, but I truly thought that I loved him that when he proposed on my graduation day, I said yes."
You paused, jaw clenching as memory after memory bombarded your mind. The memory wasn’t as painful as before, but it would still affect you somehow until to this very day. Maybe because those memories didn’t get the closure that it deserved, or maybe because you were sharing these awful memories to the love of your life and you couldn’t imagine someone having the same kind of burden you have.
“But, on the day of the wedding... he didn’t show up.”
There, you finally said it. There was absolutely no going back after this.
“He stood me up and I never knew the reason why,” you added, emotions welling up inside of you.
“The reason why I’m acting weird is because I’m scared, alright?” It was like a dam broke and all of your worries and fears poured out of you without anything to stop it or hold it back. “For a long time, I wondered why he left me. He left me without an explanation or a proper goodbye, and for a long time, I thought it was my fault. I thought that something was wrong with me and that’s why he stood me up. When he left, it absolutely broke me. And... And I can’t imagine what would happen to me if you leave me, too. He might have broken me, but I can’t even think about the devastation that I would feel if that would happened again.”
Because you loved Victor with all of your heart, with more feelings than you could possibly imagine. You never thought you would feel the same way again after what happened, but Victor made you feel that way more deeply than before. It was Victor and it would always be Victor for you.
You hang your head, ashamed at yourself and the past you tried desperately to hide, because you couldn’t admit aloud to someone else how you felt like a failure before.
But then you felt Victor’s strong arms around you, embracing you with all of his warmth, and you fell into his chest, listening to the comforting sound of his heartbeat. And everything was okay in the world because he was there and he was still holding you like you were the most precious thing he had ever held before, and there couldn’t be anything more precious than you.
“I’m sorry.” His soft breath caressed your ear as his gentle voice filled the air. “I’m sorry I made you relive those memories. It wasn’t my intention to hurt you like this, and I’m so, so sorry. Don't ever think that you're not worth it or you're not good enough, because beloeve me, you are. I want nothing more than to go back to the past and stop what happened to you because you don't deserve that. Please, stop being ashamed when you did nothing wrong. You just happened to love a wrong person and that's not your fault. You shouldn't blame yourself for the mistakes that others made, especially towards you. But, at the same time, I’m happy.”
He pulled away slightly to peer into your eyes and you knew that there was nothing more beautiful aside from the sight of his purple eyes. “I’m happy because if he showed up and you married him, I would never get to hold you like this. I would never get to love you like this and I would never be this happy without you in my life. That’s why you don’t have to be scared about me leaving you, dummy. Because, for me, even imagining a life without you is torture. I can handle losing everything I have in life and I would sacrifice everything that I do have in order to have you so don’t ever forget that.”
You grinned at him, unable to hide the relief in your eyes at his words and unable to deny the warmth that spread throughout your whole body because of his sincerity. You were no longer afraid as long as he was by your side. “That might be one of the nicest things you ever said to me,” You couldn’t help but tease him as you brought up a hand to cup his face.
He chuckled and rested his forehead against yours. “Don’t get used to it.”
“I don’t know.” You smirked cheekily. “Maybe I will once we get married.”
“Wait, what?”
ᧁꪖꪜ𝓲ꪀ
It was a fine Saturday day and you and your husband, Gavin, were in the mall, picking out furniture for your brand new house. You two had just gotten married and, just last week, had moved into a new house where you planned to spend the rest of your lives together.
Needless to say, it was a fun experience and a bit reminiscent of your furniture date years ago, back when you two were just getting reacquainted for the first time in a very long time.
That’s why you absolutely didn’t expect for this day to be the day when you finally bumped into your ex-fiancé after he had left you at the altar years before.
At first, you didn’t notice that it was him. It was such a long time ago, and those memories were buried deeply in your head that it was almost as if it never existed. So, when you two met again, it was quite a shock.
You were rendered speechless and, by the way he was staring at you, it seemed that he felt the same thing.
“MC?” He asked, disbelief coloring his tone of voice. “Wow... I can’t believe it’s you.”
“Oh,” you said, blinking out of your daze. “Oh, wow, hi. I— wow...”
This was an incredibly awkward experience. You two seemed unable to comprehend the situation in front of you, like it was a surreal moment that even the wildest of your imaginations couldn’t come up with. You couldn’t say anything to him and, worse yet, you couldn’t even move your feet to walk away.
You didn’t love him anymore. Love wasn’t anywhere near close to what you felt for him now. But it was undeniable how there was so many things left unsaid between the two of you, that it created some sort of tension around you.
So, you didn’t know whether to feel thankful, relieved, or feel apprehension when Gavin showed up at that moment.
Gavin’s eyebrows rose seeing the two of you together, and after casting a suspicious look at your ex, he turned to you, ignoring the other man completely.
“Where have you been? I thought I lost you. You do know that the living room set is that way,” he said, chuckling softly as he slipped an arm over your shoulder.
You tensed for some reason before glancing at your ex watching you with your new husband. You felt the sudden need to explain, to introduce Gavin to him, to finally let go of the past that continued to taunt and mock you until Gavin came into your life and made it better. It didn’t matter if you never got closure; it mattered that you were now happy with your new life with someone else who loved you fiercely.
“Gavin?” You addressed your husband before gesturing to your ex. “Uhm, this was my ex-fiancé. And, this is Gavin, my husband.”
Gavin was unable to hide the surprise from his face when you introduced him to your ex.
Probably because you never mentioned a certain ex-fiancé to him before, you thought sheepishly. Your painful past wasn’t something that you advertised and with Gavin now a part of your life, it just seemed so irrelevant compared to what you have now with Gavin.
Gavin immediately covered his surprise with a neutral expression as he shook hands with your ex.
“So, you’re already married. Wow,” said your ex in disbelief. He opened his mouth to say something but then hesitated a moment, before he tried again. “Uhm, I hope you two have a happy life together. Best of luck to the both of you.”
Before you could say about anything else, your ex turned on his heel and left, his shoulders slumped and his steps long but slow. You and Gavin watched him walk away and you couldn’t help but feel sort of sorry for him, although you didn’t know why.
You didn’t know what kind of life he led after he left you. You didn’t even know if he regretted what he did. But it happened; and that was something that wouldn’t change. It was painful, of course, but you learned from the pain and in result, you came out stronger and happier than ever.
“So, care to tell me what happened with him?” Gavin’s question broke you out of your thoughts. He sounded a bit too casual for your liking. “I didn’t know you almost got married to someone else.”
Your lips tipped up in a small smile as you reached out a hand to his. “That was a long time ago, back before I never thought I’d meet you again. I didn’t tell you before because it wasn’t something I liked to discuss and over time, it wasn’t important enough to discuss considering what happened.”
“He was your ex-fiancé,” Gavin emphasized, like it mattered. Which, it did on some accounts. He might be a little upset about the fact that you never spoke of it or even mentioned it in passing.
“Yes, my ex-fiancé,” you said then proceeded breezily, “who left me at the altar on our wedding day.”
One second. A two. Then Gavin let out a loud, “What?!” There was fire in his golden eyes as he clenched his jaw, outraged at the treatment you received many years ago. “He... left you like that?”
You nodded your head. In contrast to him, you looked perfectly calm and rational while he looked seconds away from snapping his sanity in order to hunt your ex down. If you knew anything about Gavin, it was that he would absolutely find your ex and beat the shit out of him.
He was protective like that, but as a dutiful wife, you couldn’t let that happen. For one thing, Gavin was a cop and for another, you didn’t want to spend the rest of your married life with a husband locked behind bars.
To calm him down, you leaned closer to his side and wrapped your arms around his trim waist, knowing that your presence would soothe the blazing anger inside of him.
And slowly, it worked. His tensed shoulders relaxed, his taut posture loosened, and he even brought a hand up to pat your head. It was sweet in a way, and almost scary knowing the kind of effect that you had on him.
“You’re sexy when you get angry,” you said, smiling to his shoulder.
“I’m always sexy,” he retorted as the both of you headed towards the living room set, with you leading him away from the direction where your ex disappeared into.
“You don’t have to be angry on my behalf,” you told him, looking up at his handsome profile. “It happened a long time ago. He was the first guy who showed interest in me and made me feel loved, in a way. Plus, my dad liked him so it just made him more attractive to me, I guess?”
“I don’t think I like the sound of you talking about someone you’re attracted with,” Gavin grumbled, frowning.
You laughed. Of course this was the time when he’d get jealous. “Obviously, I’ve moved on,” you assured him. “I guess what hurts the most isn’t the fact that he left me or that he didn’t give me a reason why, but the fact that he disappointed my dad. They were really close, almost like father and son, and when he didn’t show up, it broke my dad’s heart which made the memories more painful. But now, I’m happy with my life with you. Yes, it hurt, and I don’t think I deserved it, but all the pain that I’ve felt that time was worth it when I met you.”
He didn’t say anything. He just looked at you intently, as though he was memorizing every inch of your face. Then, he smiled. A small, barely noticeable smile, but it was a smile nonetheless and a beautiful one at that.
“It sucks to be him,” Gavin said, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “I got to be with you while he’s likely regretting what he did. His loss, my gain. Funny how life works.”
Yes, funny how life works out for the better.
Gavin cleared his throat, rubbed the back of his neck, and didn't meet your eyes. "Ever wonder what your dad would think about us?"
You beamed at him. "Honestly, I have no idea what my dad would think. But I have no doubt that wherever my dad is, he's happy now knowing that I'm with someone who would never intentionally hurt me and who tries his best to show me that I'm loved every single day."
Gavin ducked his head, a smirk on his lips as a spark of happiness flashed in his amber eyes. And you two went on your way, the revelation merely a speck of dust in your lives. Inconvenient, but easily ignored.
The past never truly mattered when you two had a future to look forward to.
KIᖇO
The wife of a popular and well-loved idol was something that you were still getting used to. Even though you two are almost a year into your marriage, there were still days when you were caught off guard by how easy but passionate your relationship was with Kiro.
It didn’t matter that you still received death threats from die hard fans of Kiro or that every once in a while, an article or two would pop out to falsely claim that you and Kiro were having a divorce, or you were having an affair, and other unsavory things such as that.
The two of you were still as strong as ever. So strong in fact, that it was starting to worry you a little. You never knew when the other shoe would drop and hit your head, waking you up to a reality where everything you loved and held dear weren’t yours to begin with.
And the other shoe did drop.
The day it happened was a completely normal day for you. As usual, Kiro was busy promoting his new single while you were busy preparing a new show for your company. You were actually planning to visit Kiro that afternoon since your dear husband forgot his lunch because of how busy and preoccupied he was.
But a news spread throughout the internet while you were driving to the studio, and this news just so happen to have your name in it. You didn’t know about the news and.you especially didn't notice the way people stared at you after walking into the building where Kiro worked. You also didn’t hear your phone ringing -- all calls coming from Anna, Willow, Kiki, Savin, and Kiro -- because you put it on silent mode. You absolutely had no idea what was going on by the time you reached the studio.
When Kiro saw you though, he immediately pulled you aside to the dressing room, away from prying eyes, which immensely confused you.
“Kiro, honey? What’s wrong?” You asked, watching with a puzzled expression as he locked the door.
“Didn’t you get my messages and calls?” Kiro asked, turning to face you, looking worried for some reason.
You shook your head no. “No, I was driving. You know how I always turn my phone off when I drive. Why? What happened?”
“So, you have no idea about the article about you?” Before you could ask what he meant, Kiro pulled out his phone and showed you a news article that featured you--and the long forgotten past you all but forgot until that day.
You paused as you stared at the headline -- something about you being Kiro’s wife and almost getting married before and other things that the public should never had privy to because it was a complete invasion of privacy -- and then looked at Kiro’s face, his baby blue eyes earnest as he waited for your reaction.
“I... I can explain,” you started to say and you watched as he blinked his eyes in surprise before he dropped his arm to the side.
“So, it’s true?” He asked, eyes serious which looked so different from the playful Kiro that you fell in love with. “All of it? You were really engaged to someone else before?”
You slowly nodded your head, fear snaking its way to your spine as you waited for the inevitable explosion that was about to occur. “It happened a couple of years ago,” you told him like it could solve everything. “He was older than me for at least ten years, I think. I was young and stupid, and I was... I was immediately enamored with this person that I completely forgot who I was. I was only twenty that time and I didn’t know any better."
You bit your lower lip, preventing yourself from openly breaking down in front of your husband, as your nails dug into the skin of your palms. "I didn’t know... that he was already married to someone else, and that he had a child. I didn’t know about any of it until the day I was going to get married to him. He didn’t show up on our wedding day, but just gave me a sorry ass letter telling me the whole truth."
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before. I didn’t tell you -- not because I thought you didn’t deserve it -- but because it was too hard to say it aloud. I was so stupid and-- and--”
No words were needed to be said as Kiro pulled you into his arms, shushing you softly. It just broke you, being in his arms when you felt like you didn't deserve it. You trembled as your hands clenched and unclenched into fists, wanting nothing more than to wrap your arms around him. But you stopped yourself because you were afraid he would find your touch disgusting.
"Stop," he said, whispering the words to your ear so soft that you closed your eyes and dropped your forehead against his shoulder. "Stop before I start to feel angry. Well"--he sighed, his warm breath brushing against your ear--"I'm already angry to be honest, but I don't want you to think that I'm angry at you."
"You're not?" The question that slipped past your open lips was timid and meek.
"I'm not angry at you, no," he assured you while rubbing tiny circles over your back, still holding you tightly in his arms. "I'm disappointed that you didn't tell me, but I get it. That past was painful and shameful for you. I would’ve been willing to wait for you to tell me but this thing happened and I’m so sorry you’re being watchedand judged like this because of me.”
“It’s not your fault, Kiro,” you told him, brushing his blond locks at the back of his head with the tips of your fingers, finally finding the courage to touch and hold him.
"I'm just..." Kiro struggled for a moment before he eventually continued, "I’m more angry about the fact that someone hurt you before when I’m trying so hard, every single minute of every day, to make you feel beautiful and appreciated because you truly are."
At his words, there was clearly no other choice but to hold him just as he held you before. You tightened your arms around him, unable to believe your luck that after you’ve been hurt in the past, you’re now in the arms of the man who treasured you more than anything else in the world. You didn’t know what kind of good karma you managed to collect in your past lives to receive such a blessing in the form of an angel with baby blue eyes and golden blond hair. Whatever good luck it was, you resolved to make even more luck just to have him again in your next life.
He let out a sigh as he dropped a kiss on top of your head. "I don’t know," he murmured, "but I have the urge to find the man and ask why he did that to you. Maybe I might even beat him up."
You burst out a laugh. “You can’t beat people up and you don’t want to.” The last thing anyone needed right now was for someone to charge Kiro with assault.
“I do want to beat someone up now,” he said with all the seriousness of a kid. “And I can very well do that to someone, I just choose not to.”
“No fighting,” you said, shaking your head. You honestly didn’t know how you got into this topic of conversation.
“Fine,” he pouted and stared at you intently. “Are you okay?”
Your breath hitched at the intensity of his eyes and the silent promise in his voice. The kind of promise that spoke of the fact that he would do whatever it took to take care of you and love you. That voice resembled that time when he was speaking his vows to you, on your wedding day.
And you smiled, the past no longer there to burden you. Rather, it was there to open a new path of life in the hands of a man who cherished you. “I am, now,” you answered.
Later, at home, a new article spread throughout Loveland City.
“What happened with my wife before was in the past,” said Kiro in the article, addressing the issue of the damning gossip about you and your ex-fiancé. “She was young and in love then, and many people make a lot of less than ideal decisions when they’re young and in love, right? But that was the past and this is now. Trying to bring the past up now when we’re married and happy with each other is wrong; defining my wife because of what happened to her in the past is wrong; trying to ruin a perfectly great relationship is wrong. I know what happened to her before is not something that I would wish on anyone else.”
“To be honest, the issue that you’ve spread should’ve been addressed within our family by ourselves, as husband and wife, in the privacy of our home. It’s not something that you should be exploiting or gossiping about. That’s why I’m asking, not as your idol, but as a husband who loves his wife very much, to please stop the previous article from spreading. My wife is the most beautiful, kindest woman that I know, and she doesn’t deserve this. That’s all, thank you.”
But truly, the rest of the world didn’t matter, as long as Kiro looked at you just like that.
𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓
He looked at himself in the mirror and was caught off guard at the change that the tux brought out in him. Today was his wedding day--something that he never expected to happen to him, but was made come true when you agreed to marry him when he proposed out on a whim.
So, here he was now, preparing for his wedding day, and taking a quick break to watch himself in the mirror. This moment, right here, felt so surreal for him. He often wondered if this was real, and it wasn't some kind of fantasy that his mind had conjured out of madness.
He fixed his crooked tie. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been delirious with the thought of you in his mind.
A knock on the door startled him out of his thoughts and when the door opened, he was surprised to see you standing in the doorway, wearing nothing but a thick, fluffy bathrobe. Your hair was already styled into a low chignon and your face was made up with beautiful makeup. Beautiful didn't even come close to the image you presented to his vison.
The only thing marring the image was the agitated creases across your forehead and the frown upon your coral tinted lips.
"What's wrong?" He asked, heading towards you and cupping your head with gentle, elegant hands. "Is something the matter?"
He felt your jaw clenching beneath his palms. You brought a hand up to grasp his wrist. With a hesitant voice, you said, "Can I talk to you for a second?"
Lucien held his breath before nodding his acquiescence. You led him to a white loveseat and you both sat at the same time, neither talking. For you, you were silent because you were trying your best to formulate some kind of coherent thought. For him, he was silent because he was bracing for the worst.
You breathed in a lungful of air before angling your body towards him. "The reason why I wanted to talk to you... is because I haven't been truthful to you."
His eyebrows rose in shock but he kept his mouth shut, not wanting to interrupt a rather poignant confession coming from you.
"I wanted to tell you the truth for a long time now but... but whenever I get a chance to tell you, I always get discourage and I end up not telling you in the end. But I don't want to hide the truth any longer. Now that we're getting married in a few hours, I know that I can't marry you while also lying to you at the same time. So, here I am now, finally..."
Your heart pounded hard against your chest as you began pouring out the memories and thoughts running your mind for at least a few months now. But you proceeded, even if it caused you pain as you ripped open old wounds that, to be honest, never truly healed properly.
"A long time ago, before I even met you, I got into a relationship with someone else. We were each other's first loves, and it wasn't long before he and I got engaged. I was still in university that time, so it was a long engagement where we planned to get married after graduation. And we did--plan a wedding, I mean. It was a beautiful one, too. I remembered how excited we were to get married and spend the rest of our lives together. We were just so ready to start a family that we didn't even talk or think about anything else. It just felt.. it felt so pefect, you know? Like we were on top of the world and nothing can go wrong."
Lucien felt a lump in his throat and it took everything in his power to open his mouth and ask, "What happened?"
A forlorn smile spread across your face. "Well, it turns out nothing is perfect after all and everything can go wrong in just a split second. On the day of our wedding, he... he, uh, didn't show up. I waited for him. I waited for a long time but there was no sign of him. It wasn't until a few hours later when we got a call and... and it turns out that he got into an accident." A shudder wracked through your body as your mind went back to a dark time in your life. "He was already dead by the time the wedding started and I never even knew that he was no longer with me."
This was one of the hardest thing you'd ever done but you still plowed through, knowing that you had to do this. "I thought, for a few hours while I was waiting for him at the altar, that he changed his mind, that he got cold feet and decided that he didn't want to marry me anymore. When I found out that he died, I wished that he got cold feet instead. It was better when I thought that he changed his mind, than to find out that he died when he was about to marry me. It took a long while for me to recover and it's still painful to think about it."
"That's why I didn't tell you until now because..." you gazed at him with your sorrowful eyes, you hands reaching out to hold his. "Because I don't want the same thing to happen to you. I don't want to lose you the same way I lost him."
"Oh, silly girl," Lucien breathed out softly as he brushed your cheek using the back of his hand. "To lose someone so young, it's very painful indeed." He thought of his parents and how it still pained him to this day to think about what could've been. He understood why you didn't tell him before, and why you struggle telling him now. "I wish with my entire being that you hadn't experienced that kind of suffering, but it happened and as much as I wish to change it, it can't be changed. I'm sorry that I hadn't known you were in that kind of pain."
"No, please don't say sorry. It isn't your fault. Bevause, honestly, when I'm with you, I'm happy," you told him, smiling a bit through teary eyes. "Everyday got a little easier knowing that I have you and I'm not alone anymore. Everyday I had something to look forward to aside from making shows. That's why I'm so thankful that I have you. I can't deny that it doesn't hurt because it still does. I think it will always hurt, but unlike before, it's a bearable kind of hurt now."
"I'm happy that I've made you happy," he said, grateful beyond all that he'd given you the same measure of happiness that you'd given him. "And you're right. It will always hurt but sometimes pain can be good too. It reminds you to hold on to the things that bring you peace."
He squeezed your hands gently, his eyes soft. "Just like how I hold on to you. Now, let's get married."
He never really believed that he'd be a sentimental person, but as he gazed into your eyes, speaking his vows to cherish you forever, a new vow echoed in his head.
I swear that I will take care of her just as you likely had before, he promised towards the unknown man who had loved you previously. She will never feel unloved or unwanted when she's with me. She will never have a reason to doubt me or us. As long as it's in my power, I will do whatever it takes to make her happy. She will not regret choosing me to love her.
And when you gazed at him with beaming eyes, those new vows were sealed.
Ah, finally. The long awaited finale. Well, not really. Anyway, enjoy and have fun!
Lucien
Wakes you up with the smell of coffee/tea/hot chocolate and a sweet kiss to your lips
If you don’t wake up, he’d definitely tease you with featherlight touches of his lips on your naked back while trailing a long forefinger down your arm
That’s why you pretend to sleep often and he lets you pretend :>
Never fails to deliver flowers to your office with cute little notes reminding you to take care of yourself
You telling off girls who flirt with your husband because he’s too damn oblivious by their flirtation and advances (not really. He just enjoys making you feel jealous lol)
Frequent visits to the orphanage to play with the kids every weekend
Expect to wake up in the middle of the night to find him still working three different projects at the same time
Reading you poetry with a low, hushed voice to make you fall asleep
This man has a motherfreaking dirty mouth (don’t fight me on this one) and he loves dirty talking and teasing you during sex
Anything and everything can be turned into a sexual innuendo.
He likes watching you strut around your home in nothing but his white laboratory coat
Offers to wash your back when you’re taking a bath with an innocent smile on his face — and then things turn not-so innocent after
Tending the flower garden — mostly gardenias — every Saturday afternoon
Conversations about literature, poetry, and philosophical shits in any order
Lucien will definitely probably be the one who acts the ‘wife’ between the two of you. He’s the one who does the laundry, washes the dishes, cooks breakfast and dinner, sweeps the floors, and does every household chores imaginable with an apron tied around his waist (so freakin’ adorable)
But you’re the one who prepares his lunch for him.
He‘s the one preparing a bath for you whenever you come home stressed from work complete with scented candles, soft piano music in the background and petals of roses.
Going to undisclosed and very beautiful places throughout the city, sometimes late at night and then you have sex in those places just because
Goes to different kinds of amusement parks, then to an aquarium and planetarium in Saturday dates
Foot massages from Lucien at least once a week. Enjoy.
Will call you endearingly and sickeningly cute nicknames in public, no matter how humiliating it is
Laboratory sex. Even if it’s a hazard, you two can’t help yourselves.
Not a dog or a cat, but you’ll definitely be adopting a parrot or some other bird.
Sundays are spent watching movies from 6 PM-5 AM with you falling asleep halfway through in the couch while Lucien just sits there with a bowl of popcorn in his lap
Lucien doesn’t care for your physical space but not overly PDA either. But it’s all in the little things like hands brushing against each other while walking, or pushing your hair back behind your ear, or caressing your nape, or just staring at you when he thinks no one’s watching but knowing you’re aware of him
Lucien can withstand separation in a public crowd BUT can’t withstand someone flirting or making a move on you. He’ll go apeshit— with a smile on his face.
Either you’re adopting a kid after three years or so or get pregnant in a year or two. Whichever comes first.
Lucien recording your moments together with a video camera. Most videos are of you though and he claims that they’re “scientific purposes” when you ask about them.
When he’s working overtime, he plays those videos as background noise just because he misses you :’>
And he might or might not have a compilation of your laugh, snorts, and voicemails in his phone. Just sayin’.
There, I’ve done it! I apologize it’s so short compared to the others but thank you for reading it!
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‘Five more minutes’ is usually mumbled to your ear early in the morning when the alarm clock is blaring
Usually have lazy morning sex despite the hectic schedule which makes Kiro late most of the time #totallyworthit
Peppers you with many kisses across your face before he leaves for a work
Expect hate mail from some of his fans ‘cause you stole Kiro from them *shrugs*
Of course that stopped the moment Kiro stresses to his fans how important you are to him
So there are now many well-wishes and support to you from most of them
Usually sends you random text messages, memes, kiss emojis, and pictures while he’s on set on a break
Also sends his agent to you all throughout the day just to give you little trinkets and messages much to his dispair. Poor agent lol
Kiki will always be your number 1 supporter, defender, and shipper.
Your laughter is his ringtone for you while your ringtone for him is his snores
When he’s busy and working on the set late, Kiro always sends his agent to take you home because he doesn’t want you to go home alone
Most nights are spent with different kinds of music blasting from the speakers while you make dinner
Usually visiting strange places at night just to find a place to eat lol
Both wearing disguises whenever you go out in the daylight
Always have matching outfits — it’s a rule in this household
Kiro singing you a personal lullaby that he wrote for you to help you fall asleep
You playing the piano while he’s playing the guitar and then making songs all throughout Saturday afternoon
Phone calls, video calls, audio messages, pictures, and texts will be sent during he’s on tour
Sexting. Sex on phone. Video sex. You know the drill.
Before performing live, he kisses his wedding ring before pointing at the camera and pounding his chest twice, knowing that you’re watching him at home
Although a lot of his fans link and ship him with other celebrities, Kiro always makes sure to never make you feel insecure about your marriage in different ways imaginable
His latest album, Dear, Miss Chips, is full of songs dedicated to you and your relationship
Usually takes a vacation as soon as his tour is over to make up loss time with you :’>
Kiro talking about you a lot in interviews even when the question isn’t related to anything about you at all that’s how proud our bby is
Kiro hiding his snackbox from you although you always find it in the end
You decided to donate it to the homeless shelter most of the time. The other times, you ate all of the snacks yourself, much to Kiro’s dismay
Going to gym together so you both can suffer at the same time. His words.
Pranking him by making a shrine for him while he was away in tour
Jokes on you because he loved it and shared it with his fans #proudofmybby
Sometimes unconsciously whispering your name in his sleep and then giggling right after
You don’t wanna know what he’s dreaming about.
Having Taco Tuesdays, Pizza Fridays, and Souvenir from time to time. Not even the agent can refute that
Very expressive of his love for you and never shying away from public displays of affection
Frequently have kitchen sex where Kiro licks food from your body. Totally expect Helios coming out to play lol
Kisses your hand or cheeks from time to time whenever you spend time together. He really can’t keep his hands to himself lol
Keeps an arm over your shoulder every single time even though he isn’t that much taller than you
Kiro asking about the most inconsequential things late at night to you. From why the earth is round to how do worms procreate. Every little thing.
Kiro saying I love you in a small, baby voice with a pout on his lips and a twinkle in his eyes
Giving you puppy eyes whenever he wants to eat something not in his diet. You must resist but alas, you can’t. Bby is too cute
You playing a piano piece that you made just for his birthday. He cried when you played it.
Might as well be starting a vlog because Kiro always put your little adventures on live, much to your embarassment
Every year, you make a scrapbook of every little moment that you two have, from your proposal, to your wedding, and down to the birth and wedding of your children. Without fail.
Flying at night all around the city to watch the city lights above and maybe getting mistaken as an UFO or something lol
Wakes you up very early in the morning so you two can have a morning jog #fitness&death
But gives you extra cuddles as an incentive
Usually eating healthy foods with a dash of junk food every now and then
You making him lunch and him driving you to work in his motorcycle (you gotta feel ‘em abs)
Forehead kisses after dropping you off work :’>
Sex. In. The. Sky. Because we gotta take advantage of his powers somehow lol
Awkward dinners with Gavin’s dad and Shaw every other month or so
Flies to your office window whenever he misses you (damn the flying thing is really advantageous)
Definitely needs hourly updates from you whenever he’s out on a mission
As soon as he comes back, you two don’t leave your bedroom for about a day— or maybe three
Holds your hand everywhere you go and never ever drops it even when you’re about to eat
Massaging Gavin after an exhausting day at work and you may or you may not be naked just sayin :)
Sometimes does roleplays and makes use of the handcuff lying around the house lol
Gavin requesting you to play the piano and getting emotional every single time
Sometimes Saturday afternoon is spent playing video games where you two shout at each other like a tennis match
Whispers I love you in your ear just as you’re about to fall asleep
Minor gate crashing Friday date nights most of the time
Sometimes Gavin wakes up from a nightmare in the middle of the night and watches you sleep just to reassure himself that you’re real and you’re with him
On lazy Sundays, you two cuddle in the couch where he watches tv and you take a nap on top of him
You don’t really match clothes but you two have matching gingko leaves accessories (it’s a necklace for him while a bracelet for you)
Definitely gonna adopt a dog after a few months into the marriage
Shaw visiting your house to flirt with you and make Gavin jealous
Usually texts messages and sends pictures when he’s out drinking with the other policemen
Once attended a high school reunion where schoolmates are god smacked to see you’re married to that Gavin
But everyone can see that Gavin dotes on you pretty much the entire time
Gavin acting shy and embarrassed whenever you introduce him to some friends and coworkers even though you’re already married
Your wedding photo is placed in the living room, above the fireplace (if you have one)
Gavin rubbing his wedding ring when he’s deep in thought
Talks about family and children every now and then
Lingering glances and deep blushes from across the room in a party or get together
Polaroid pictures of you two scattered on your bedroom walls and the mirror. Mostly stolen shots of you two together
Starts off most of your days with kisses on your nape and down your spine
On weekends, you usually end up on top of him in bed with his arms around you just because.
Victor cooking breakfast and dinner most days while you two have lunch in his office
Usually have shower and office sex (the large desk has to be put into use sometimes after all. Otherwise, it’d be such a waste lol)
Never overly touchy except for the arm around your waist and the hand behind your back when you two are walking or just standing
He trails kisses on your neck sometimes when you apply makeup before going to work
Travelling from one country to another every month or so, sometimes for business purposes
Passionate and sometimes have angry sex against the wall because Victor can’t stop being an asshole sometimes
Little sticky notes on coffee mugs and reports like missing you, and can’t wait to see you, and a dummy with a smiley face
You dragging Victor to do commoner things and him acting like you’re a pain in the ass
Cleaning the kitchen every other day because Victor doesn’t like anyone touching his kitchen except for you
Expensive gifts like jewelries and dresses during birthdays and anniversaries
But you two have a rule that Christmas must have handmade gifts only
Victor teaching you how to cook — and you fail. Spectacularly.
Falling asleep in his office whenever he works overtime
Maybe not the same matching outfits but your outfits always color coordinate whenever you go outside even if it wasn’t your intentions
But you do definitely have matching Shiba Inu mugs and slippers
Victor berating you about your reports (because you’re the dummy who said that he shouldn’t treat you differently)
Still though, he does give you hints and encouragement when you two are alone together so no hard feelings
In the privacy of your home, you’re dressed up in his pinstriped button up shirts and your panties most of the time (he enjoys the view, thank you very much)
Soft whispered conversations late at night in bed if you both can’t sleep
Attached to the hip in any given occasion. You two can’t be seen without the other
Goldman telling you that Victor corrupted you (‘cause he’s not allowed to ask for your help anymore lol)
A large framed wedding photo at the center of the hall where everyone can see as soon as they come in your penthouse
Frequent phone calls and video calls at night when he’s away for business
Usually have a moviestique reunion at the airport where you jump into his arms and wrap your legs around his waist as soon as you see him
Sharing bubble baths every now and then
You playing the piano and Victor listening while drinking red wine on relaxing Friday nights
Silk sheets, silk pajamas, silk curtains, silk everything and everywhere
Victor reading to you so you’d fall asleep (have you heard his ASMR? Dayum.)
Have loud explosive arguments where it sometimes lead to sex (he both loves and hates your fighting spirit lol)
Sometimes, you two visit an animal shelter and play with animals there (with Victor leaving a very generous donation afterwards)
Might not say I love you frequently but actions are louder than words
Might be adopting a pet at least a year and a half after the marriage
NO PUBLIC TRANSPORT - either the driver is taking you everywhere or nowhere at all
Frequent visits to Souvenir where you chat with Mr. Mills while Victor’s cooking in the kitchen
Even from across the room, the tension between you two is sizzling (and makes other people in the damn room uncomfortable lol)
Photo album full of moments between the two of you
You don’t know but Victor has a separate album that features mostly photos of you that are taken by him
Well, that’s it! Hope you enjoyed it! Others are coming soon — stay tuned!
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