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Jaehyun's POV
The sun, a fiery orb sinking into the Mediterranean, cast a warm glow over the ancient Hacienda El Vizir. The air, thick with the scent of jasmine and lavender, buzzed with the joyful chatter of our family and friends. Tonight, after nine years and three beautiful children, I was finally marrying the love of my life, Lee Taeyong.
I stood at the altar, a nervous knot tightening in my stomach. It felt surreal, almost like I was watching a movie, but then I saw him. Taeyong, beaming in a white suit, his eyes shining with an emotion that mirrored my own.
Johnny, ever the charmer, winked at our son, Jaeyoon, who was our ring bearer, the first to arrive in front. The little rascal had the rings in a small velvet pouch tied around his wrist, looking as serious as a mini-secret agent on a mission. His eyes never left mine as he approached, a silent promise that he would not fail us today. Ten hyung, Johnny's long-time partner, smiled proudly at his seat.
Doyoung, Taeyong's best man, followed closely behind, a bouquet of matching flowers in hand. His eyes searched the crowd, probably looking for his partner, Yuta, who was already waiting for him at the first row seat near the altar. The sight of them together, a picture of love and support, filled my heart with a warmth that only true friendship could bring.
As the music changed, a soft, melancholic melody of "Canon in D" from the piano and cello, I felt a lump in my throat. Tears welled up, a bittersweet blend of emotions, a reflection of the journey we had shared. It was a melody that held a special place in our hearts, the one playing when I had confessed my love to Taeyong, under the Spanish night sky, during the NCT tour in Seville.
Taeyong was walking towards me, a radiant smile on his face, his hand clasped around our daughters, Jaeyoung and Jaehee’s tiny one. Our daughters, in a white dress that matched their father's, skipped along, their tiny legs carrying them with a confidence that belied their seven and two years respectively. My heart swelled with a love so intense it threatened to burst. My eyes were glistening with unshed tears that were attempting to escape my eyes. Johnny hyung, who was standing dashing in his black velvet suit beside me whispered, "Don't you dare shed a tear, you sissy boy of a cry baby. It'll ruin the look." This made me chuckle a bit and stopped the tears from falling. Johnny nudged, prompting me to look up. "You're one lucky guy. Taeyong looks absolutely stunning in that white suit."
Taeyong reached the end of the aisle, and our children stepped aside, allowing him to take my hand. His touch was electric, sending waves of comfort and love through me. The world around us faded as we looked into each other's eyes, the only two people in existence.
Our officiant, a local priest with a kind face, began to speak in a in a soothing Spanish accent, the words rolling off his tongue like a sweet melody, a language that was both familiar and foreign, the lyrical cadence of Spanish wrapping around our vows like a warm embrace. The words flowed over us, a promise of eternal love and partnership, sealed under the setting sun. Taeyong's hand trembled slightly as he took mine, and I squeezed it reassuringly. This was it, the moment we had both been waiting for. Taeyong and I had chosen to have a bilingual ceremony to honor both of our heritages. As the words of commitment were exchanged, I felt a warmth spread through me, a warmth that could only come from the love we shared. The vows we spoke were not just words; they were the very essence of our hearts, a declaration of the life we would build together.
Our families watched with pride and joy, tears glistening in their eyes. Our parents had accepted us with open arms, embracing our union with a grace that had not always been easy to find. My mother dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief, while Taeyong's father gave a proud nod. Our friends from NCT, now like brothers to us, beamed with happiness. The sight of them standing there, supporting us in this moment, was more than we could have ever hoped for.
The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving us under a canopy of stars that twinkled above like the universe's own applause. The string quartet played softly in the background, their notes mingling with the distant sounds of the sea. The candlelight danced on the faces of our loved ones, casting a warm, intimate glow across the terrace.
The priest began the ceremony, his voice booming through the ancient stone walls. As I listened to the words about commitment and love, my mind drifted back to the day I first met Taeyong.
He was a whirlwind of energy, his bright smile lighting up the room. I had been instantly drawn to him, his big round eyes, a mesmerizing mix of warmth and intensity, holding me captive. And then I heard him sing and rap. His voice, a captivating melody that resonated deep within me, sealed the deal.
We fell in love quickly, our passion burning bright like the Spanish sun. We were young, passionate, and naive, but our love knew no bounds. We navigated the whirlwind of our careers, the inevitable hiccups and disagreements, but our love always emerged stronger, more resilient. We've faced our fair share of challenges, from the scrutiny of the public eye to the demands of our careers as K-pop idols.
When Jaeyoon and Jaeyoung were born, it was not easy, it was a roller coaster ride, but our love deepened, transformed by the sheer joy of parenthood. Jaehee, our little miracle, completed our family, a testament to the boundless love we shared.
Taeyong's vows were a poetic tapestry of our shared moments and dreams for the future, woven with the tenderness of a lover's confession. His voice was steady, yet I heard the underlying emotion, the years of love and patience that had brought us to this day. As he finished, a tear slipped down my cheek, tracing a line of joy across my skin.
The priest’s voice pulled me back to the present. It was my turn to speak my vows. Words wouldn’t come easily, for what can truly express the depth of love I felt? I cleared my throat, taking a deep breath.
“Lee Taeyong, my love, my soulmate,”
I began, my voice husky with emotion.
"From the moment I met you, I knew that my life would never be the same. The way you cared for me and the tenderness of the warmth you had made me feel. I fell for you the moment I laid my eyes on you. You are the sunshine that brightens my day, the calm in my storm, the reason I laugh, and the reason I cry. We've built a life together, full of love, laughter, and tiny, sticky fingerprints on everything we possess. You are the best father our children could ask for, and I am so incredibly lucky to call you my husband.”
I paused, looking at him, his eyes shining with tears.
“My love for you is a constant, a force that transcends time and space. It is a love that has weathered every storm, grown stronger with each passing year. I promise to be your partner in everything, to stand beside you through thick and thin, to love you unconditionally for the rest of our lives.”
The crowd of friends and family held their collective breath, their eyes shimmering with unshed tears. The warm Spanish sun cast a gentle glow over us, the sweet scent of orange blossoms wafting through the air from the lush gardens surrounding the historic venue. The soft notes of a classical Spanish guitar serenaded us, echoing through the ancient stone walls. It was the perfect setting for the union of our hearts.
I took a deep breath again and continued, still staring at those beautiful dark orbs.
"You are the person who knows me the best, who understands the deepest parts of me, who accepts me for all that I am. And today, in front of all these people who have witnessed our journey, I want to promise you that I will never stop trying to be the best version of myself for you."
I reached out and took Taeyong's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Taeyong,"
I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.
"You are the light in my life, the one who makes every moment brighter. Our love story is written in the stars above us, a tale of two souls destined to find each other in a world so vast and endless. I am yours, today and forever."
Our families and friends watched us, their faces a canvas of joy and love. Johnny hyung, my best man, wiped a tear from his eye, while Doyoung, standing proudly beside him, offered a warm smile. Our children, Jaeyoon, Jaeyoung, and Jaehee, stared at us with wide-eyed wonder, the gravity of the moment not lost on them as they clutched their bouquets and the ring pillow.
I spoke of the fiery spark that had ignited between us, growing into an unshakeable bond that had withstood the storms of life. Of the quiet moments in the early morning, watching our children sleep, and the wild, passionate nights that had sealed our love. My voice trembled slightly, but the words flowed from my heart, raw and sincere.
Jaeyoon, his small hands shaking with excitement, stepped forward with the velvet pouch. He looked up at us with a grin that was a perfect blend of innocence and pride. As I took the rings from him, our eyes met, and I whispered a silent thank you for the beautiful life we had created together.
Johnny handed the bouquet to Doyoung, who took his place beside me, his eyes never leaving mine. The gesture was more than just a simple handoff; it was a silent acknowledgment of the bond we shared, a bond that had grown stronger with each passing year. The flowers, a mix of Taeyong's favorite roses and my beloved lilies, were a testament to the union of our hearts and souls.
As the priest instructed us to exchange the rings, I slid the cool metal band onto Taeyong's finger, feeling the weight of our promise to each other. His hand was warm and steady, a gentle reminder of the countless times he had held me through tears and laughter. The ring was a symbol of our eternal love, a silent pledge to stand by each other's side through every challenge and triumph.
Taeyong's eyes never left mine as he placed the ring on my finger. His touch was gentle, yet firm, a silent promise to cherish me until the end of time. The ring glinted in the candlelight, a perfect circle that represented the cycle of our love—beginningless and endless.
The priest declared us husbands, and the world around us erupted in cheers and applause. I leaned in, and our lips met in a kiss that was both fiery and tender, a promise that resonated through the ages. The warmth of his embrace filled me with a sense of belonging that I had craved for so long.
As we turned to face our guests, I noticed the tears in the eyes of our friends and family. The love in the room was palpable, a force that seemed to hold us all together. Jaeyoung and Jaeyoon giggled, their eyes shining with happiness as they looked up at us. They had no idea what this day truly meant, but they felt the magic of it all the same.
The reception was a whirlwind of warm embraces, congratulatory words, and laughter that echoed through the villa's halls. The table settings were exquisite, with gold-rimmed plates and crystal glasses that reflected the twinkling fairy lights above. The centerpieces were tall vases filled with roses and lilies, a sweet reminder of our vows.
All of the NCT members were present, them telling us they wouldn't miss this for the world. Most of them helping us entertain our guests, who were mostly family and closest friends inside and out of the industry.
Our first dance was to the song that had played when we first confessed our love in Seville. As we swayed together, the world outside the dance floor blurred into a sea of faces, all smiling and watching us. Taeyong's arms felt like home, holding me close as we moved in perfect sync, our hearts beating as one. The music filled the air, and the lyrics spoke of the journey we had been on, the love we had found, and the future we were building together.
During the dance, I saw Johnny and Ten, their hands intertwined, their smiles wide, a testament to the love that blossomed under the same sky years ago. I also saw Yuta and Doyoung looked into each other's eyes, lost in their own world, their love story echoing the same tale of friendship blooming into love. I saw our parents, their eyes welling up as they witnessed their sons' happiness.
As the night went on, we shared laughter and stories with our guests. Johnny regaled everyone with tales from our early days in the band. The children had long since succumbed to the excitement, their giggles floating through the air like the soft whispers of the ocean breeze. They were the embodiment of our love, a living, breathing testament to the strength of our bond.
The ceremony was a blur of vows, tears, and laughter. Mark and Haechan hosted the ceremonies. Our friends were called one by one, sharing how they witnessed our love grow from a mere brotherhood to friendship to what we have now. Ten hyung, beaming with happiness, even sang a beautiful rendition of "You Are The Sunshine Of My Life".
As the final notes of the song faded, the DJ announced it was time for the party to begin. The terrace transformed into a dance floor, with lights of every color twirling around us like a rainbow. Our friends and family were quick to join us, their love and energy filling the space. The night grew late, but the festivities showed no signs of waning.
Taeyong spun me around, our laughter mingling with the music. His eyes sparkled with joy, the same way they had when we had first danced together in that crowded Seville square. Our children had been coaxed into bed by their grandparents, leaving us to revel in our newfound freedom, if only for a night.
The dance floor was a riot of color and light, a kaleidoscope of happiness. Our friends and family had come from all corners of the globe to share in our special moment. The members of NCT, who had become more like brothers than bandmates, surrounded us, their moves as synchronized as their performances on stage. They had choreographed a surprise flash mob, a tribute to the passion we shared for music and dance.
Taeyong and I danced until our feet ached, until the stars above were the only witnesses to our love. The cool breeze from the sea brought with it the scent of salt and the promise of adventures yet to come. As the night grew darker, the candles flickered, casting shadows that danced with our movements. Our bodies moved in harmony, telling the story of our love without a single word.
The party eventually wound down, and our guests began to say their goodbyes. Each hug and whispered congratulation was a reminder of the support that had carried us through the years. We thanked them for sharing in our happiness, their kindness a balm to our souls. As the last guest disappeared into the night, the villa was left with just the two of us, the sound of the waves outside our window, and the gentle hum of the night.
Taeyong led me back to the altar, now a silent sentinel of our love story. He took my hand and placed it over his heart, his eyes searching mine. "You are my forever," he whispered, his voice a soft caress against my skin. "And I am yours." We kissed again, a gentle reminder of the vows we had just exchanged.
Seville, the city where our love had blossomed, now bore witness to the culmination of a love story that would endure through the ages, a tale of two souls bound together by destiny and fueled by a love that knew no bounds.
We stood in silence for a moment, the city lights twinkling below us, the sound of the distant laughter a gentle melody in the air. The scent of orange blossoms wafted through the night, a subtle reminder of the beauty of our love.
As we leaned in for a kiss, the lights reflected in our eyes, a testament to the beginning of our forever. We were a family, a love story written in the stars, forever entwined, a testament to the enduring power of love. If we weren't brave enough to take the risk all those years ago, we wouldn't be here, sharing this magical moment. We looked at each other, our eyes sparkling with love, a love that had conquered all, a love that would last a lifetime, a love that had found its perfect home in the heart of Seville.
Taeyong's POV
The Seville sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in a kaleidoscope of oranges and pinks. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the ancient olive trees, showering the courtyard of the Hacienda El Vizir with a soft perfume. Amidst this idyllic setting, a love story was unfolding, one that had been a long time in the making. I, Lee Taeyong, am about to marry the love of my life, Jeong Yoonoh, a.k.a Jeong Jaehyun.
Our friends and family are gathered around us, beaming with joy and support. My best man, Doyoung, gives me a reassuring smile as we prepare to walk down the aisle together.
A gentle nudge from Doyoung brought me back to the present. “Ready, Hyung?”
My heart racing, I nodded, taking a deep breath. “Let’s do this.”
The music swelled, the familiar notes of "Canon in D" played by the pianist and cellist filling the air. As the doors swung open, I saw Jaehyun, my heart skipping a beat. He looked stunning, his dark hair neatly styled, his eyes shimmering with tears. He wore a custom-made resplendent midnight blue suit that fit him like a glove, exuding an effortless elegance, and the crowd grew silent. Doyoung offered his arm, and together we began our slow march down the petal-covered aisle. The soft crunch of the petals beneath my feet seemed to echo through the air, marking each step towards Jaehyun.
As we approached the altar, I caught sight of him, standing tall and handsome, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Johnny, his grooms man, whispered something in his ear, making him chuckle and wipe away the threatening moisture. Our gazes met, and in that moment, time seemed to stand still. The love we shared, the struggles we faced, and the journey that led us here all flashed before my eyes. It was as if the entire world had been reduced to just the two of us.
Jaehyun's eyes lit up at the sight of me, a smile playing on his lips. I felt my heart swell with emotion, and a warmth spread through my body. The love in his gaze was a tangible force, one that could have melted the sturdiest of hearts. Our twins, Jaeyoon and Jaeyoung, with their little sister Jaehee, took their positions as ring bearer and flower girls, scattering petals with all the seriousness and cuteness of a couple of cherubs. They had practiced this moment so many times, and now it was real.
As we reached the altar, Doyoung stepped aside, leaving me to face Jaehyun. His best man, Johnny, offered a firm handshake before I took his place beside him. Jaeyoon held onto the edges of the velvet cushion with the rings, his eyes wide with excitement. The priest began to speak, his words a soothing Spanish melody that wove through the air. I couldn’t focus on his words, though. All I could see was Jaehyun, his eyes never leaving mine, a silent promise of forever echoing between us.
When it was my turn to speak, my voice caught in my throat. I looked at Jaehyun, at the way his eyes brimmed with emotion, and I knew I had to be strong. My gaze moved to our children, seated in the front row, their little faces beaming with pride. They were the embodiment of our love, the proof of our commitment.
"Jae,"
I began, my voice trembling slightly,
"When I first met you, I was a lost soul, burdened by doubts and uncertainties. You saw me, not for the idol that I was, but for the man I truly am, and you loved me without hesitation, without judgment."
My eyes met his, and for a moment, the world around us faded away. It was just us, two souls intertwined, forever bound by love.
"You gave me a family, a love I never thought I deserved. You taught me the true meaning of partnership, of shared dreams, of unwavering support. You are my rock, my anchor, my best friend, my lover, the other half of my soul."
My voice cracked as I continued.
"I promise to be your partner in every sense of the word. To love you in sickness and in health, to support your dreams, and to encourage you to chase every goal you set your heart on. To be a source of strength and comfort, a shoulder to lean on, a hand to hold in the dark."
I paused, taking a deep breath as I looked at our children.
"And to you, my beautiful son and daughters, I promise to be the best father I can be. To teach you the value of love, kindness, and compassion. To guide you through life's challenges, and to celebrate every victory, every milestone, every moment of joy."
Finally, I met Jaehyun’s gaze again, my heart brimming with love and gratitude.
"Jae... Yoonoh, I love you more than words can express. Today, I promise to love you, cherish you, and be yours forever. I promise to be your husband, your partner, your best friend, your confidante, your lover, your home. I promise to be your everything."
The words echoed through the courtyard, and I saw tears stream down Jaehyun's face. He smiled, a smile that contained the weight of a thousand promises and a love that knew no bounds.
Our children watched intently, their tiny hands clutching the bouquets of lilies and roses, the same flowers that had surrounded us during our first kiss in this very city. The significance of the moment was not lost on them, and their little chests puffed with pride. They had witnessed our journey, our growth, and now they were a part of the most important day of our lives.
The priest held out the rings after Jaeyoon handed them over, and Johnny stepped forward to place them into our palms. As I slipped the ring onto Jaehyun's finger, the gold band glinted in the soft glow of the candles, a symbol of our eternal bond. His hand was warm, steady, and I knew that no matter what life threw at us, we would face it together.
Our vows exchanged, we turned to our children, who were now holding their bouquets of flowers with a newfound sense of responsibility. They approached us, their steps small but determined, and placed the bouquets in our hands. Jaeyoung looked up at us with a shy smile, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears. It was a moment filled with so much love that it felt like our hearts would burst.
The priest announced us as husbands, and the crowd erupted into applause. Jaehyun leaned in, and our lips met in a gentle kiss that was a promise of the lifetime of love and adventure that awaited us. The kiss grew deeper, hungrier, and the cheers grew louder. It was a moment of pure bliss, a declaration of our love not just to each other but to the world.
As we pulled away, smiling through our tears, we turned to face our guests. They were on their feet, clapping and shouting congratulations. I couldn't help but laugh, feeling the warmth of their love surrounding us. Our brothers from NCT, the band we had built together, were among the first to approach. They hugged us tightly, whispering words of congratulations and love into our ears. The joy in their eyes was a mirror to the happiness in our hearts.
The reception was held in the lawn in front of the castle, decorated with an abundance of white roses and lilies and twinkling fairy lights. The trees were adorned with photographs of our journey, from our first awkward meeting to the moment we knew we couldn't live without each other. Each image told a story of growth, of love, and of a bond that had only grown stronger with time.
Mark and Haechan offered to be the hosts for the night.
"Hello, everyone. I hope all of you are having a wonderful night so far. A wedding wouldn't be complete without roasting our couple, would it?"
Haechan teased gaining a loud "Yes!" from the crowd. Mark took over.
"We will now call some of Taeyong and Jaehyun hyung's closest buddies to share some testimonies and stories as they witnessed their love for each other. First on our list... Ten hyung!"
Ten released Johnny's hand entwined with his and took the center stage.
"Taeyong, Jaehyun," he began, his voice filled with a mix of emotion and humor, "I've seen you guys go from bandmates to soulmates. It's like watching a romantic K-drama unfold in real life, and let me tell you, the plotline is just as dramatic!"
The room burst into laughter, easing the tension and setting the tone for a night of heartfelt speeches and shared memories.
Johnny, Ten's partner in life, took the microphone next, his eyes misty as he talked about our first tour in Seville, the moment where our friendship had turned into something more.
"You two looked at each other across the crowded venue, and I knew right then and there that this was no ordinary friendship," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "Your love story is the kind that makes us all believe in destiny."
Doyoung, my best man, shared his own heartwarming speech, recalling the countless nights we had spent talking about our hopes and fears, and how Jaehyun had always been there to listen and offer guidance.
"Taeyong hyung,"
He said, his voice cracking slightly,
"You've found your person, the one who completes you. And Jaehyunie, you've found a love that's as fierce as it is gentle. Watching you both grow into this beautiful partnership has been an honor."
As the speeches continued, the room was filled with laughter and tears, a tapestry of memories woven with love and friendship. Yuta, ever the charmer, the reason why Doyoung fell for him, had the room in stitches with his tales of our early days as roommates, the bickering that had eventually turned into a deep, unshakeable bond.
"I knew it... from the first moment when all that left Taeyong's mouth was your name, Jae,"
He said with a wink, making us both blush.
The night was filled with laughter and tears, as our friends shared stories of our relationship's ups and downs. Jungwoo gave us a laugh as he animatedly told the stories on how Jaehyun cried when I left for the Super M tour, making Jaehyun's ears turn to crimson once again. Each speech was met with applause and cheers, reinforcing the love and support that surrounded us. We danced, ate, and laughed until our cheeks hurt, basking in the warmth of the Seville night. The stars above twinkled like the diamonds scattered across the sky, a silent witness to our celebration of love.
Doyoung took the stage once again, holding a framed picture of us from our first trip to Seville. The four of us had been so young, so full of dreams and hope. "Look at us," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "Look how far we've come. And now, we're here, witnessing the union of two souls that were always meant to be together." He held the frame out to the crowd, a silent invitation for everyone to share in our joy.
The first dance was a surprise. The DJ played "Our Story," a song we had written together during one of our concerts. The melody was soft, a poignant reminder of the moments we had shared. As we stepped onto the dance floor, the crowd parted like the Red Sea, leaving us in a spotlight of love and adoration. Jaehyun's arms slid around my waist, pulling me close, and we swayed to the music, lost in each other's embrace. Our friends and family watched, their eyes shimmering with happy tears.
Our daughters, dressed in matching white dresses with blue sashes, twirled around us, giggling as their petals fell like confetti. The girls had picked out the sashes themselves, insisting they had to match the color of Jaehyun's suit. Our little family was a perfect picture of love and unity, a testament to the journey we had been on together.
To my surprise, Jaehyun took the mic from Mark. He looked around the room, his eyes shining with a love so intense it was almost palpable. "Thank you all for being here tonight," he began, his voice steady despite the emotion that bubbled just beneath the surface. "You've been with us through the highs and lows, the late-night rehearsals, the endless tours, and the moments when we thought we couldn't go on." He looked at me, and I felt my heart swell with love for him. "But here we are, standing before you as a family, ready to embark on a new chapter together."
He paused, a soft smile playing on his lips as he took my hand. "Taeyong, from the moment I heard your voice, I knew there was something special about you. And when you looked at me, not as an idol but as a person, you made me feel seen, understood. Thank you for loving me through the tough times, for pushing me to be the best version of myself, and for making me laugh when I thought I couldn't."
The room grew quiet as Jaehyun spoke, the weight of his words sinking into everyone's hearts. "Our love is not perfect," he continued, "but it's real, it's raw, and it's ours. It's been a journey of growth, of learning, and of accepting each other for who we truly are." He turned to the twins and Jaehee, his eyes misting over. "And to our children, watching you three grow into the amazing little humans as you are today has been the most incredible experience of my life."
Jaehyun took a deep breath, his voice cracking slightly. "Jaeyoon, you have your father's fiery spirit, and I know you'll conquer the world with it. Jaeyoung, your kindness is like a beacon of light, and I couldn't be more proud of the empathetic soul you're becoming. And to our little star, Jaehee, our miracle, you're the glue that holds us all together, reminding us to find joy in the simplest of things." He knelt down, his hand resting on the top of her head. "Thank you for choosing us to be your daddies."
The crowd erupted into applause, a chorus of "awws" echoing through the room. Our son and daughters looked at us with eyes full of love and admiration, and I knew that we were doing something right. They were the best thing that had ever happened to us, and we were going to spend the rest of our lives making sure they know it.
Jaehyun turned to Taeil hyung, who was on the piano, and signaled with a nod. Taeil hyung started to play a familiar yet beautiful melody. The keys to "Beautiful in White" started to drown the room and echoed through the hacienda. Jaehyun smiled at me as his soothing, crooner voice began to serenade me.
Not sure if you know this
But when we first met
I got so nervous I couldn't speak
In that very moment
I found the one and
My life had found its missing piece...
So as long as I live I love you
Will have and hold you
You look so beautiful in white.
He sang with his beautiful resonating voice, his eyes never leaving mine. My cheeks grew warm, and I felt a tear slip down my cheek. This was the song he had sang to me privately after he proposed. It was a declaration of love and a promise of forever.
And if a daughter is what our future holds..
Jaehyun turned to Jaeyoung and Jaehee, holding our youngest's cute, chubby hands.
I hope she has your eyes.
"She does." Jaehyun narrated and continued to sing.
Finds love like you and I did
Yeah, but when she falls in love we let her go
I'll walk her down the aisle
She'll look so beautiful in white
As the music grew softer, Jaehyun pulled me closer, our bodies moving in sync with the rhythm of our hearts. The warmth of his embrace was a shelter from the world, a reminder of the home we had built together. Our friends and family watched us, their faces reflecting the joy and love that filled my soul.
When the song ended, the applause was deafening. We stepped back, holding hands, and the room grew quiet as we looked into each other's eyes. "Thank you," I murmured to Jaehyun, feeling the weight of his love and the depth of his words.
The rest of the night was a whirlwind of dance, laughter, and stolen kisses. The air was electric with happiness, and every touch, every glance felt like it was straight out of a romance novel. Our friends and family mingled, sharing stories and creating new memories, while the twins and Jaehee played with the other children, their laughter floating through the open windows.
As the moon reached its zenith, casting a silver glow over the courtyard, we decided to sneak away for a moment of quiet. We found ourselves by the fountain, the water trickling a gentle melody that seemed to serenade us.
Jaehyun wrapped his arms around my waist, his warmth seeping into me as we leaned against the cool stone. "Can you believe it?" he whispered into my ear, his breath tickling the sensitive skin.
I turned to face him, our eyes locking. "Believe what?" I asked, playing coy, even though my heart was hammering with excitement.
Jaehyun leaned in, his gaze intense. "That we're married. That we get to spend the rest of our lives together." He brushed a loose strand of hair from my face, his touch featherlight. "I never thought I'd find someone who would love me for who I truly am, someone who would stand by my side through everything." His voice was filled with emotion, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes.
I nodded, my throat tight with unspoken words. "I feel the same way, Jae. You've been my rock, my shelter from the storm." I reached up and cupped his cheek, feeling the stubble prickle against my palm. "Thank you for loving me, for giving me a family, for making me feel whole."
He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. "I'll love you until the stars burn out, Taeyong."
We watched the moon cast a silver path across the darkened pool of the fountain. The coolness of the stone was a stark contrast to the warmth of Jaehyun's embrace. "Do you remember the first time we kissed here?" I whispered, my heart fluttering at the memory.
Jaehyun's smile grew soft, his eyes misting with nostalgia. "How could I forget?" He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin. "Every moment with you is etched into my soul."
The night grew later, the stars above us shifting and spinning in the clear Spanish sky. Our friends had organized a surprise, a spectacular fireworks display that lit up the night in a symphony of colors. The twins squealed with delight, their eyes wide with wonder as the sky was painted with gold, red, and blue. Jaehee, now sleepy in my mother's arms, yawned adorably as we watched the show.
When the last burst of light faded, we shared a quiet moment, just the two of us, our hearts racing with the excitement of the day. The air was filled with the lingering scent of gunpowder and the sweet fragrance of the roses that had been thrown at us during the grand exit.
"Shall we?" Jaehyun whispered, his hand extended, a question in his eyes.
I took his hand, feeling the warmth of his touch, and together we stepped into the night. The fireworks had left a trail of sparkling dust in their wake, and the air was charged with a mix of excitement and serenity. We walked down the path lined with candles, our shadows dancing on the ancient stones. The soft glow of the lights reflected off the olive trees, casting a romantic glow over everything.
Our friends had arranged a horse-drawn carriage to whisk us away to our honeymoon suite. As we approached, the horses snorted and stamped their hooves, eager to be off. Jaehyun helped me into the carriage, his hands gentle on my waist, and we settled into the plush velvet seats. The sound of hooves on cobblestone filled the night as we began our short journey through the quiet streets of Seville.
We held hands, the soft leather of our gloves a comforting barrier against the cool evening air. Jaehyun leaned in, whispering sweet nothings that made my heart flutter. Our laughter mingled with the jingle of the carriage bells, echoing through the narrow streets as we passed by sleepy buildings bathed in the soft glow of streetlights.
As we arrived at our suite, a sense of anticipation filled the air. The door swung open to reveal a room bathed in soft candlelight and the faint scent of roses. The floor was covered with petals, leading to a bed dressed in silk and velvet, an inviting sight after the emotional rollercoaster of the day.
Our friends had thought of everything, including a bottle of chilled champagne waiting for us. Then, with a nod to each other, we turned our attention to the celebration that awaited us. The pop of the champagne cork was a sound of release, a culmination of all the tension and excitement of the day. We clinked our glasses together, the bubbles dancing and fizzing in the soft light. "To us," Jaehyun toasted, his eyes never leaving mine. We took a sip, the cool liquid a perfect complement to the warmth in our hearts.
Jaehyun pulled me close, taking the glass off of my hands. He leaned in, our lips meeting in a tender yet passionate kiss. In that single moment, we were everything to each other.
We had to pull back to catch our breaths as Jaehyun cupped my face, thumb caressing my cheeks. "What do you think would happen if I hadn't taken the risk of going back to Seoul and giving us a chance to be together again?" I asked him, anticipating an answer.
Jaehyun's eyes searched mine for a brief moment before he spoke. "I don't know, but I'm so grateful you did. We wouldn't be here today, in this beautiful city, marrying the love of our lives." He took a deep breath, his gaze never wavering. "Every moment with you, every challenge we've faced, every joy we've shared, it's all led us here."
"I love you, Jeong Yoonoh... always." I sealed that promise with a lingering kiss, with the Spanish Sevillan sky as the witness. We had built our love on trust, understanding, and unwavering support. This wedding was not just a celebration of our love; it was a testament to our shared journey, a promise of a bright future.
As the night faded into dawn, a new chapter began. We, Taeyong and Jaehyun, our lives intertwined, stood hand in hand, ready to face the world together, our love a beacon in the midst of uncertainty. It was a love story for the ages, one that would be whispered in the corridors of the Hacienda El Vizir for years to come. A love story that began with a chance encounter and blossomed into something truly extraordinary – a love that was forever.