Chapter 3 : vows

Their relationship, in Taehyung’s eyes, was simple.

That was what made it feel so full.

There was nothing about it that would make people stop and look twice. No loud confessions, no overwhelming gestures, no kind of love that demanded attention.

It was quiet.

Ordinary.

And that was something Taehyung had never had.

So to him, it felt like everything.

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It built slowly.

In shared walks where neither of them said much, yet neither left.

In small habits—Eunwoo waiting without asking, Taehyung not telling him to stop.

In the way their space began to overlap without either of them noticing when it started.

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The first time Eunwoo held his hand, there was a brief pause before their fingers settled together.

Taehyung noticed that.

He noticed everything.

The slight hesitation. The carefulness. The way Eunwoo always seemed to take a second before doing something.

Taehyung didn’t pull away.

He let it happen.

And after that, it became natural.

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Their closeness grew in the same quiet way.

Nothing rushed.

Nothing forced.

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At night, when everything around them softened, Taehyung found himself leaning into something he didn’t fully understand.

It wasn’t about intensity.

It was about being close.

About being wanted.

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Eunwoo wasn’t overwhelming.

His touch wasn’t demanding. It came with small pauses, like he was making sure it was allowed.

Taehyung felt those pauses.

And each time—

He closed the distance himself.

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He adjusted.

Guided.

Stayed.

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There was warmth in those moments.

Not sharp, not consuming—

But steady.

The kind that lingered even after everything went quiet again.

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And Taehyung held onto that.

Because it was his.

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When marriage came up, Taehyung didn’t hesitate.

To him, it felt like the next step.

Natural.

Expected.

Right.

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Meeting Eunwoo’s parents was… normal.

A regular house. A regular conversation. Nothing out of place.

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“What will you do after graduation?” his father asked.

“I was planning to do an internship,” Taehyung answered.

A short pause followed.

“You won’t need that after marriage.”

The words weren’t harsh.

Just… stated.

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Taehyung nodded slowly.

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He glanced at Eunwoo.

Eunwoo shifted slightly.

“We can… figure it out,” he said, voice not fully steady.

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The conversation moved on.

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Taehyung didn’t argue.

Didn’t insist.

Because to him—

This felt like something he had never experienced before.

A structure. A family. A place where decisions were made together.

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He didn’t go to the internship.

Didn’t bring it up again.

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When results came, he passed.

Lower than he could have.

But still passed.

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He folded the paper and put it away.

That was all.

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The wedding was simple.

Guests filled the space. Conversations overlapped. Nothing stood out too much.

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But standing there—

Taehyung felt something different.

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When he looked at Eunwoo, everything felt steady.

Like this—

This was where he was supposed to be.

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The vows began.

Spoken clearly.

Line by line.

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“To stay beside you.”

“To choose you.”

“To not leave, even when it becomes difficult.”

“To remain, without turning away.”

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Taehyung listened carefully.

Every word settled somewhere deep.

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When it was his turn, he didn’t hesitate.

He meant every word.

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And when Eunwoo spoke—

There were small pauses between sentences.

Barely noticeable.

But present.

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Taehyung didn’t question it.

He focused on the vows themselves.

Held onto them.

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Because to him—

They weren’t just words.

They were something to live by.

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By the time the ceremony ended and the door to their room closed behind them, the noise of everything else had faded.

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It was quiet again.

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Taehyung stood still for a moment.

Not out of hesitation—

But because everything felt… settled.

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Eunwoo stepped closer.

Slower now.

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“You’re tired,” he said.

Taehyung shook his head softly. “I’m not.”

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There was a pause.

Full, but not uncomfortable.

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Taehyung reached out first.

His fingers brushing lightly against Eunwoo’s sleeve before resting there.

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Eunwoo looked at him.

And then—

He stepped closer.

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There it was again.

That brief pause.

That small hesitation before fully closing the distance.

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Taehyung noticed.

And this time—

He didn’t wait.

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He moved forward.

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The space between them disappeared completely.

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The closeness felt different now.

Not something growing.

But something already chosen.

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Eunwoo’s hand settled at his waist, light at first.

Not firm.

Not uncertain either—

Just careful.

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Taehyung leaned into it.

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And slowly—

That carefulness softened.

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The night unfolded quietly.

Not rushed.

Not overwhelming.

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In small movements.

In shared warmth.

In the way they learned each other without needing to speak.

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Taehyung felt it all.

Not sharply—

But deeply.

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The warmth of being held.

The quiet closeness that didn’t fade.

The presence of someone who stayed.

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For someone who had always been alone—

That was enough.

More than enough.

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Later, when everything stilled again, Taehyung remained awake.

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Eunwoo’s arm rested around him.

Loose.

Natural.

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Taehyung didn’t move away.

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He let himself stay like that.

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Because for the first time—

He didn’t feel like he had to hold everything on his own.

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Days passed.

Quietly.

Normally.

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Until one morning—

Taehyung stood still, staring at what he held in his hand.

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He didn’t move.

Didn’t breathe properly.

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Then slowly—

His grip tightened.

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When Eunwoo came home, Taehyung was still there.

Waiting.

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“I…” Taehyung started, voice softer than usual.

Eunwoo looked at him. “What is it?”

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Taehyung lifted his gaze.

Eyes slightly wet.

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“I’m pregnant.”

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Silence filled the room.

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Eunwoo’s lips parted.

Then closed.

Then opened again.

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“I—… that’s—”

His voice didn’t settle.

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Something caught in his throat.

Something unsaid.

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Taehyung watched him.

Carefully.

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Then—

he smiled.

Small.

Real.

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Because to him—

this was happiness.

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