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or where artem tries to fall in love with his best friend but fairy tale endings rarely happen in real life.

...

artem catches onto your feelings for him, quick. he’s had his suspicions. the light blush you sport whenever he calls you out for drinks, the minute sharp inhales you take in whenever he comes a little closer than expected, the subtle perking of your ears and twinkling eyes, extra bit of effort and care you dedicate to favors he calls from you...

...He knows all about it and he wishes you knew.

...

he’d be a fool to notice nothing.

‘sides, how would he even deserve the title of being your best friend if he couldn’t tell something as obvious as this? you’ve been together through thick and thin. law school could be a bitch, even for a wing.

no.

especially for the bright-eyed wing whose name bears the burden of his father’s legacy and works twice as hard.

you knew artem wing from when he was just a man in his 20s, figuring out life as he burned the candlesticks dry every night to live up to his old man’s prestige and his own ideas of excellence. to you, all he’s ever done was just because he was father’s son. to you, he wasn’t just blessed by fate to get that 99% statistic. you were among the few who looked at him long enough to appreciate his efforts and see past that. he watches over you, you watch over him. buddies from law school, a worthy foe in a friend at the courtroom. you were witty. you were smart. you had the kind of presence that can strike anyone to silence when you walk into a room.

so, why can’t he?

...

he relents.

it’s not like he could just up and tell you.

in the first place, you wouldn’t tell him anything too.

so now both of you are stuck in this perpetual game of hide n’ seek you weren’t even aware you were playing. keeping a friendship for the sake of friendship; they never end well, indeed. artem knows what’s letting him enjoy your company despite it all, is wearing itself out thin on that track of borrowed time. and so, he just watches over you. this time, as the light leaves you.

...

june arrives. nights change as the moons he swore to ever do.

it’s been a while since you last saw each other. what with the onslaught of NXX-related cases and your own affairs preoccupying you.

you both know this was an excuse. tensions tire and adults have much better things to do. still, it was nice to catch up. he missed this. it’s been a long time since he last felt the comfort of the kindred spirit he saw in you.

still, the weight of the ring tucked safely inside his pocket digs into him. this thing you’ve been putting off, it’s overdue. this much he owes you. this much he owes you.

the world stops as he moves to show you the heavy circular piece of gold that’s been weighing on him since the last time he saw you.

“thank you for loving me.”

the stars flicker and glisten your eyes. stars glisten strewn across the night sky. but none of that matters when his reflection engulfs you.

artem takes in a deep breath, holding the mocking piece of jewelry that, for the longest time, he wished he’d adorn you.

the heart wants what it wants.

“i’m sorry i couldn’t fall in love with you too.”

but the heart cannot give what it cannot give.

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i imagine falling in love with vyn would be a slow, gradual process.

vyn has always been your trusty, if not a little eccentric colleague. a man who usually kept to himself but gracious enough to keep you warm when you fall asleep checking papers past midnight in the faculty. you couldn't help but be intrigued.

you and vyn weren't the types to talk about love. in fact, in all the 10 years you've been friends, the subject of feelings were always tricky. every conversation was debate, a lighthearted exchange between academics' attempting to rationalize the human mind and explain the whys and hows of being. they were fun, really. you talk about the love of others, he talks about the psychology that comes with. he speaks of theories, you argue practice.

no one breathes out even the slightest of their own feelings as you navigate the depths of the human mind. you want to but you don't pry.

it was a comfortable relationship for the you who didn't care for it, and the him who didn't believe in it.

so when he came up to you, all sparkles in his eyes as he spoke about rosa, you couldn't help but feel elated, if not a little envy for your former pragmatist ally and possibly possessed newly in love friend.

"love at first sight, a notion i despised, has ironically happened to me." those were the words you were greeted with the moment you sat down for tea one cloudy monday afternoon. and despise you did, silently making a prayer that this happen for you, too.

the thought of vyn actually experiencing love at first sight felt unnatural but you digress, after seeing how much happier and relaxed he's been lately.

however nothing could have prepared you for the day you caught them walking around stellis university, hand in hand, smiling under the sun like they were ripped out of a cliché romantic comedy.

maybe it was the gods? maybe it was divine punishment? either way it felt like the world was mocking you for the impassive and haphazard way you treated love; because it was at that very moment you experienced your first love--your first heartbreak.

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imagine artem jotting his thoughts down.. scribbling.. writing. catching himself lost in his own thoughts and crossing off his paragraphs of words with a blush thinking he's being too forward… writing again; this time a little too stiff with words

...he doesn't like it and resolves to rewrite his letter again, burning the midnight oil through the night, scratching his head and scraping everything from the depths of his heart over and over again.

'i shouldn't be this worried over a simple letter' he jests.

but nothing is ever simple in matters concerning you.

he smiles, feeling a little sheepish.

"and here i thought i was writing a letter of gratitude; instead here i am, painting such a silly picture of a fool in love."

...

“your potential is something that cannot be measured through material means”

the results come off a little awkward, clumsily formal but overflowing with fondness all the same. his sincerity doesn’t go past you and the words strike a chord, playing a melody at your heartstrings.

you shoot him a gracious smile across the room and mentally thank him, honored to receive such praise from stellis city’s top attorney, artem wing; not catching the sneaky and wistful anticipating glances he sends you across the room.

but unbeknownst to you, hidden between the fine lines are the feelings he can't express, a secret part of him he squashes down in shame, bleeding in agony with years of yearning threatening to burst out and–

–not yet, not until.... 'until what exactly?'

artem relents.

and as you turn around and safekeep his letter in your left pocket to begin the work day, newfound determination flowing freely through your veins...

celestine lets out a pitiful smile. "not today either, i see."

Prompt: “Witnessing the person you spent the best years of your life with getting married to someone else” (or where you are invited, as an old friend, to the wedding of the person who used to be your favorite part of the day every day for a decade, a couple of years after breaking up with him)

...

She was a sight to behold that fateful evening—dazzling even. In her silky white dress that glows under the moonlight, it’s not hard to see why Luke looks at her as if she was God’s greatest gift to the universe.

The crowd makes a round of applause that resonates around the reception hall, drowning out any unpleasant sounds my thundering heart might make. A bitter, metallic taste runs my throat dry as I swallow the finely aged wine while the whole room makes a toast to the happy couple.

Surrounded by the groom and bride’s family and friends alike, it was a most joyous occasion for everyone indeed.

Vows were exchanged tonight; yet, all I heard was a farrago of words mashing with an array of sounds jumbling up behind my ear.

I felt like I was underwater the entire procession. A chilling warmth engulfs my being as I watch the world spin around me in slow motion. Taking a moment to compose, I leave for the balcony for a breath of fresh air (and to nurse my reopened wounds in silence). My lungs threaten to take a leap off my ribcage as the thick scent of roses from the back garden below the balcony hits me unprompted. It’s a little metaphoric, honestly; considering how reality today snapped at me, making long mended scars bleed amok.

“Loving is easy, the truth is just harder to process once the time to face the music finally arrives,” I sneer self-deprecatingly. It’s hard to take in the reality I suddenly find myself drowning in. There’s no use wallowing in self-pity now that I’m here. I could have turned down that invitation but this is the path I decided to go through. Wiping my sweaty palms as flames extinguish my downtrodden spirits anew, I walk back into the room with a practiced yet resolute smile.

“Congratulations on your wedding, Luke,” I declare as one last goodbye before I properly pick up the remnant shattered pieces of glass I held onto.