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[blizzardfluffykpop]

Picture-Perfect

Summary: You spiral thinking about your future wedding, and about what you’ll be forced to wear to make the day picture-perfect. Not realizing that as long as you’re the one Kihyun is marrying, it will be picture-perfect.

Oneshot

Hurt/Comfort?, Fluff, Established Relationship au 

Word count: 919

Kihyun X Gender-nonconforming! Afab! Reader

Requested by @amelee23

[A/n: My friend Lee, wanted something romantic yet cozy for our shared bias (I can never turn down a Ki request) who turns 31 in about eleven days~ So, a very happy early birthday to Kihyun~ Anyways, one thing I wish to remind you here, is that when it comes to your wedding, you can wear what you want because it’s your day just as much as your partner’s. Don’t let others get into your head that you have to wear a dress/tux. This also isn’t as long as I envisioned (or as praise-y) but I still hope you receive some comfort from it, Lee!]

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You weren’t sure what started your downward spiral today. Maybe it was the thought of picking something out to wear to your friend’s wedding. Or maybe it was because you looked at the beautiful set of stones wrapped around your ring finger for too long. But you were suddenly spiraling. Someday, you’d have to pick out a wedding dress and walk down the aisle feeling like anyone but you until you get to remove the thing altogether and never wear it again. And that wasn’t what you wanted at all. You didn’t want to wear it in the first place. You’ve never enjoyed dresses, and on your big day, you had to. That was what was expected, and you couldn’t do anything to change it, even though it made you want to curl up and bawl. Why did something so small as a wedding dress ruin your whole mood? And worse, it was ruining your want to get married to Kihyun. 

You make your way into the kitchen, ruminating over the thought. You make it to the dining table, pulling out a chair, and once you sit down, you don’t have the energy to get up anymore. You can’t even make yourself some tea to relax; you just run over the idea again and again. Because Kihyun was a proper man, he’d want you to wear a wedding dress, wouldn’t he? Wasn’t that the perfect wedding image? Wouldn’t he want that? And it made you feel sick to the point you weren’t sure if you wanted to get married at all. What was the point of getting married? If it was supposed to be your big special day, then why did you have to wear something that made you uncomfortable? How could it possibly be your special day? You put your head against the cool surface of the tabletop and try to calm yourself down from it. There had to be a way around it. You just felt like you were missing a key piece. 

You hear him unlock the door, set his stuff down from practice, and find you with your head down on the kitchen table. You don’t even have the energy to look presentable in front of your fiancé right now. You feel his fingers run through your hair as he asks, “Hey, baby, what’s wrong?” You mumble into the wooden table, and he says, “Honey, I can’t understand you… Come on, tell me what’s wrong…” You lift your head up to look at your handsome fiancé. “I just- I um… I- I don’t know…” He tilts his head at you, “You sure?” You shake your head, and he sits on his knees to look you in the eyes, “You know you can always tell me what’s on your mind.” You sigh, “I know, I just… it’s about our unplanned wedding.” He finds your hand and rubs soothing circles into it, “Oh? Do you want to make a day for it? Is that what’s on your mind? You say the word, we’ll get married tomorrow evening.” He says, trying to get you to laugh, and you give him a small smile. “No, um… I just, I’m not sure if I’ll be the picture-perfect bride.” He pushes your chair out with one hand, so you’re facing him better as he asks, “What do you mean? Because in my eyes, no matter what, you’ll always be the perfect wife for me.” You look away, no longer holding his gaze, “I don’t know, it’s just I’m not sure if I could wear a wedding dress.” He hums, “Did anyone say you had to?” You look back at him in confusion, “No… But the bride always does.” He nods, “Yeah. But you’re not every soon-to-be bride. You’re mine. Being a bride doesn’t mean you have to be feminine, y’know.” He doesn’t let you interject, “So if you want to wear a tux. Or for us to have a casual jean-type wedding. I’m happy with it as long as it’s you that I’m marrying. I don’t care what we wear or where we get hitched. It’ll be picture-perfect because you’re the one I’m marrying. Nothing else matters.” You search his eyes, “You mean that?” He smiles, “With all my heart.” You take him for his word, “Okay.” He kisses you deeply, reminding you of all the reasons he loved you. 

He holds your gaze as he holds your hand, “You’re my everything. I know others’ expectations weigh heavily on you, but I promise it’s your day as much as it is mine. So, let’s do it our own way. Are you okay with that, buttercup?” You kiss him this time, “Yeah, more than okay.” He stands up before pulling you up from your chair, “Ki, what are you doing?” He grins, “About to dance with my beautiful fiancé.” He moves you two to the middle of the living room so you both have enough room to dance and sway together. He sings you soft songs to dance to as you twirl around and catch each other. Maybe you wouldn’t have the wedding most little kids dreamed of. But you’ll get to have the wedding you always dreamed of. Kihyun will make sure of it. You can see it from the twinkle in his eye as he looks at you with full adoration. And you can’t help but smile at him as you two dance around, imagining what it’ll be like to be dancing as two lovers vowed to an eternity together.