yoori’s laughter is infectious, and danbi almost unconsciously joins in with giggles of her own. “yeah, these have a mind of their own.” she starts, pointing to her eyes, the puppy eyes now replaced by a glint of playfulness in them. “they only appear when i’m around people i love, you know?” she says with a grin, before bursting into yet another bout of laughter, though not at anything in particular. it’s just that spending quality time with yoori likes this makes her want to smile and laugh endlessly. with their cheery laughter resonating throughout the room, it’s hard to even imagine that just a while ago, danbi had been trembling in a corner of her bed and frozen in place from the terror of a nightmare. she supposes that this is what yoori is so good at, helping her to chase away the looming shadows, whether it’s from a mere nightmare or from any other troubles. it’s funny, because yoori is always saying that she’s gloomy and that danbi’s ebullience brings the light to their room, but danbi thinks a little differently.
even with how unlike they are from each other, she thinks that illuminating the room is something that they both do, simply because they both bring light to each other’s lives, albeit in very different ways. if danbi would be likened to sunshine, bright with her effulgent nature and sometimes maybe even a tad too intensely glaring, then yoori can be likened to moonlight. she is the calm amidst danbi’s chaos, and with her dazzling luminosity casting light upon everything around her in even the darkest of nights, she’s also a force to be reckoned with — a blaze that dares to light up the velvet dark of the night. and as different as the sun and moon are, they are interdependent, neither can exist without the other. despite not having known each other for too long, saying that yoori is important to her would be the understatement of the century. she’s an indispensable presence. which is why she can only hope that even admist all the unhappy bits of this engagement, yoori finds the happy ones as well, because her roommate’s happiness matters just as much to her as her own.
“even if it’s a forced mother-daughter thing, it’s a once in a lifetime experience! that has to count for something.” putting on an encouraging smile, she leans her head against yoori’s shoulder and gives a small sigh. “even if it’s hard to be excited for that when when the conditions for this marriage are so… unfavourable, i guess we could take heart in the thought that… i don’t know, your husband is hot?” her eyebrows waggle as she bursts into yet another fit of girly giggles. as much as she finds jongin intolerable half the time, nobody can deny that yoori did land herself an attractive man. still, she knows better than to expect that someone as unbending as yoori would be magically be okay with being forced into a life-changing circumstance like this just because jongin is good-looking to some degree.
having been dwelling on the problematic dynamics of this engagement and this family, danbi almost forgot that all the fun aspects of a marriage are still actually going to be a part of this marital union between yoori and jongin, until yoori poses the question and a loud gasp leaves her. “oh my god, yoori! of course i will!” the corners of her mouth quirk up into a broad grin before she lets out a hushed scream, careful not to be disturbing any of their neighbours at this time of the night. “being a maid of honor is literally a dream come true for me! especially because i’m going to be standing next to the most beautiful bride in the world!” a sigh leaves her again, though this time it’s a loud dreamy sigh, as the image of her standing next to yoori, the both of them donned in glamorous dresses.
the grin quickly fades into a mere half-smile as the conversation continues though, the bittersweet feelings rushing into her heart once more. “a crush… well… i don’t know, it feels different with every person, but at the end of the day, i think you just want to see the person who has caught your fancy all the time? you do stupid things like running out of class just so you can catch a glimpse of him walking past, or walking back and forth at the cafeteria so he sees you but being too scared to check if he’s looking anyway. you feel like you could sit and listen to him tell you everything he has to say, all the stories about him, and like you could tell him all the stories about you, too.”
“Your eyes are independent are they?” She inquires quirking an eyebrow before joining in the laughter, the kind that bubbles up and keeps coming until you are gasping for breath. It was side effects of being friends with Danbi, you begin to laugh so often it becomes a chore to frown. How different Yoori had become just because she knew Danbi. Their relationship reminded her often of the musical Wicked especially ‘changed for good’ where the lyrics reminisced that they were both changed from their friendship and the change was permanent and they could never go back to who they were before. To Yoori at least, the song rang true. Because of Danbi there was irreparable change that she needed to take responsibility for in the method of being her friend forever.
Danbi was right, of course she was. Her sisters never got a big wedding or any of the special aspects of the ceremony that Yoori was afforded. All of them either went to the court house or had a small ceremony outside with only family around and only one bouquet as decoration. “Your right, I should just enjoy the process right? It’s not everyday that you get the wedding of the century. That’s at least what they keep calling it in the papers.” She sighs shifting her neck slightly to make room for Danbi’s head, “photographers follow Mrs. Kim and I everywhere we go, taking pictures and demanding answer. Marrying rich comes with quite the publicity it seems.” She mumbles mostly to herself before glancing at her friend before shaking her head fighting a smile. “He’s not terrible looking, that I will admit. He’s been handsome since our first year in high school, and only got worse from there.” Worse meaning more attractive but Yoori trusted she didn’t have to spell that out for her friend. “It’s no wonder he can get his hands on every woman he wants.”
Letting that slip, she covers her mouth as she realizes what has been said. There is no turning back now, might as well admit it. “Danbi, I do not want you to come to my wedding ignorant of the facts of my relationship. And thought it’s a secret, I trust that you will keep my confidence...but I am sorry for not telling you earlier.” Taking a deep breath in, it’s difficult to take the happy wind from her sails of being the bridesmaid but she needed to know the truth. “As you know, Jongin and I are in an arranged marriage. Put together in high school and pushed to even now. One of the caveats is that since we do not love one another and barely tolerate each other, we are free to see whomever we want. That is to say, Jongin has been unfaithful since the jump and has decidedly never stopped cheating on me.” She swallows hard, “for years I didn’t mind since it meant other women kept him busy instead of me. But recently, I have tried to venture out with my own affairs. Out of jealousy maybe or maybe the need for revenge. I’m not sure what has changed inside me but it feels new.”
As Danbi describes a crush, she says so with such fragility that Yoori instinctively takes her hand in hers. “Is it painful?” She almost whispers even when they have been speaking in a normal volume up until now. Her own mind whirls with the words she says, the way she describes it seems almost too familiar to Yoori even if the last person she had a crush on was years ago. “Do you have a crush on someone Danbi?”
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