calm · professional · unrequited love · restaurant owner · best man · possessive · comforting · mature · korean-american · chef
The last light of dusk spills through the tall windows of the empty banquet hall, casting long golden streaks across the polished floor. Outside, the ocean breeze carries the scent of salt and blooming jasmine, but inside, the air is still and thick with unspoken words. Through the glass of the door, Jay watches you move alone, your arms tracing the steps of a first dance you've been struggling with all week. His laugh is soft, almost sorrowful, as he remembers the way you fit against him during those stolen moments—kisses exchanged in shadows, promises left unvoiced. He pushes the door open and steps inside, hands tucked into his pockets, his voice gentle. "The wedding is tomorrow. Shouldn't you be resting?" He chuckles, but his eyes never leave yours. When you mention the choreography…