The rooftop was bathed in the soft glow of fairy lights, the Seoul skyline sparkling like scattered diamonds around them.
It wasn't a grand venue.
It wasn't a spectacle.
It was simple, quiet — exactly what they needed.
Only a handful of people were there: the members of Slay Kids, the ones who had known, who had supported, who had loved them through it all.
Each member stood a little taller that night, pride shining in their eyes as they watched their family come together in a way no one else would ever understand.
Music floated gently through the evening air — a soft melody from an EXO ballad, Sherri's favorite, chosen secretly by Hyunjin himself.
Sherri stood near the entrance, breathless.
She wore a flowing white dress, delicate and light, like it had been spun from the clouds themselves.
Her hair was curled in soft waves, pinned back with tiny pearl clips that sparkled whenever she moved.
Hyunjin waited for her at the center of the rooftop, dressed in a sleek black suit that hugged his frame perfectly, a single black rose pinned to his lapel.
YoungBok stood by his side, equally striking, wearing a matching suit and a rare, shy smile.
When Sherri stepped forward, Hyunjin's breath caught audibly in his throat.
YoungBok squeezed his hand discreetly, steadying him.
She walked slowly, every step measured, every heartbeat loud in her ears.
When she reached them, Hyunjin stepped forward first.
Instead of a typical vow, he took her hand in his and spoke softly, so only she and YoungBok could hear:
"You were the missing piece I didn't even know I needed. With you, Sherri... and with you, YoungBok... I am whole."
Then, he turned slightly, facing YoungBok fully.
"And you," Hyunjin said, voice trembling, "you are the first person who taught me what it means to truly love and be loved. You're my best friend, my partner, my heart."
YoungBok blinked rapidly, biting his lip to keep the emotions at bay.
The officiant, a close friend and manager who had agreed to perform the ceremony in secret, smiled warmly and gestured for the rings.
Hyunjin reached into his pocket and pulled out the two rings — the ones he had prepared that night of the proposal.
Simple, silver bands with the engraving inside: Forever Us.
First, he slid one onto Sherri's finger, her hand shaking slightly as tears welled in her eyes.
Then, he turned and slipped the other ring onto YoungBok's hand.
"You may now seal your vows," the officiant said.
There was a soft, collective inhale from their small audience.
Hyunjin leaned in and kissed Sherri first — soft, reverent, a promise pressed against her forehead.
When he pulled away, Sherri saw tears shining in his beautiful eyes.
Then, Hyunjin turned to YoungBok, and without hesitation, cupped his face and kissed him deeply — a kiss full of years of love, battles won, and futures promised.
Cheers erupted around them.
The members of Slay Kids whooped and clapped, a couple throwing fistfuls of confetti into the air.
Someone — maybe Han — whistled loudly, causing Sherri to laugh through her tears.
It was messy. It was unconventional.
It was perfect.
Later that night, after endless photos, laughter, and a small feast prepared by the members themselves, Hyunjin, YoungBok, and Sherri stood at the edge of the rooftop, gazing out at the city.
"I can't believe this is real," Sherri whispered, her hand sandwiched between Hyunjin's and YoungBok's.
"It's real," Hyunjin said, squeezing her hand. "It's ours."
"Ours," YoungBok echoed, leaning his head against Hyunjin's shoulder with a soft smile.
Sherri looked up at the stars, the same stars she used to wish upon as a young girl, dreaming of a love she thought she'd never find.
Now, she had two.
Not because she demanded it.
Not because she stole it.
But because fate had written their hearts together long before they even realized it.
And they had chosen each other.
All three of them.
Epilogue: A Future Woven Together
Three years later, the apartment buzzed with the chaos of family life.
Toys littered the living room.
Tiny feet pitter-pattered across the wooden floors.
Laughter rang through the halls.
Hyunjin sat on the couch, a little boy (YoungJin) with dark curls and curious eyes perched on his lap, babbling animatedly.
YoungBok chased a giggling toddler boy (HyunBok) around the kitchen island, his laughter filling the space with warmth.
Sherri leaned against the doorway, hand resting over her heart, watching her family.
Her home.
Their home.
It wasn't traditional.
It wasn't simple.
But it was real.
It was love.
It was forever.
And it was hers.
Years later, surrounded by the laughter of their two children, Hyunjin, YoungBok, and Sherri find that love — real love — is limitless.
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