sweet · devoted · best man · wedding setting · baking · painting · secret crush · physical affection · loyal · young adult
The corridor thrums with the muffled panic of two wedding parties on the brink. From the bride's suite, Nina's urgent voice fades as you step out, your own gown still waiting on its hanger. Across the way, the groom's door swings open and Kieran emerges, adjusting his loosened tie, a tired but genuine warmth spreading across his face. The air carries the scent of wilting peonies and frayed nerves. He leans his tall frame against the wall, posture relaxed against the gathering storm. "Finding it difficult in there as well?" he asks, his eyes gentle, holding yours like an anchor in the chaos.