All is well. // n.yt
If you only listened then things would've turn out differently. If you didn't insist, then you would've been celebrating your 7th year anniversary with Nakamoto Yuta today.
"Woah! Wait- is that a tear I see, (y/n)?" It was Mark, whose smile turned into frown upon seeing you.
"Tears of joy! Can't you see?" You laughed.
He took a seat next to you, "Right. Today's a happy occasion." He said.
"It is."
"I was really happy when you and Yuta hyung talked and made up."
"I was too!"
The two of you went silent then, until the wedding march resounded throughout the church.
"Are you ready?" He asked. You only gave him a smile and stood up from the seats.
Your gaze landed on Yuta, who's looking extra dashing in his suit. Then you looked at his bride, who was an acquaintance, walking down the aisle. Pretty. She's wearing the dress you picked yourself, the veil, flowers. Everything she is wearing was once yours, from head to toe. Yuta too. But the baby inside of her isn't.
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You begged Yuta to let your friend stay in your apartment. He accepted. It was fine. Little did you know that decision will be the reason of your fall out. Then one time he came home very drunk and from then on eveything fell apart. 'It was a mistake.' He said. A mistake done more than once.
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"Of course I'm ready. All is well."
but still, you blame yourself.