It Was Supposed to Be Normal
"I said I wanted a small wedding," I muttered, peeking through the curtains.
Yeonjun, looking criminally good in a black-on-black suit, gave me a blank look. "There are only forty guests."
"Forty monsters, Yeonjun."
The vampire lord on the front row was currently levitating the cake.
The banshee bridesmaid was doing vocal warm-ups by screaming into a goblet of fire.
And someone invited the headless horseman.
This was going to be a problem.
2. The Groom Who Didn't Want to Be Tied Down (Literally)
Yeonjun tugged at his collar like it was a noose.
"Do I really have to wear this? The suit is cursed."
"Cursed how?"
"It hisses at me every time I lie."
"Perfect," I said sweetly. "Should've made you wear it on our first date."
He glared, but the corner of his mouth twitched. "You're lucky I love you."
The suit growled faintly.
"Okay, I like you a lot."
Hissssss.
"Fine! I'm hopelessly, stupidly in love with you and would fight off fifty death lords for you, are you happy now?!"
Silence.
"…Huh. It stopped hissing."
3. The Ceremony of Shadows
The aisle was made of moonstone.
The guests were armed (just in case).
The priest was a reformed warlock.
And when I walked in — cloak dragging, tiara crooked, heart pounding — Yeonjun looked at me like I was the only light in the underworld.
"Hi," I whispered.
"You're late," he whispered back, eyes bright.
"You're lucky I showed up at all."
"Damn right I am."
4. Vows That Weren't Exactly Standard
We wrote our own vows, of course. Because we're disasters like that.
Yeonjun went first.
"I vow to never erase your memories, even when they annoy me," he began. "I vow to bring you coffee before you threaten to burn the castle down. I vow to hold your hand in every nightmare. And I vow to always be on your side… even when you're wrong."
The guests laughed.
Then I spoke.
"I vow to protect your heart like it's mine — because it kind of is. I vow to never let you brood too long. I vow to love you even when you act like a cryptid. And I vow to be your home, no matter what universe we end up destroying next."
Cue ghostly sniffles.
5. The Kiss, the Cake, and the Curse
We kissed. The room exploded in sparkles and someone released actual bats.
I think Yeonjun was crying. Or maybe it was me.
The cake, however, was cursed.
It tried to bite the maid of honor.
We had to slay it.
(Yeonjun used a fork. Like a true warrior.)
6. One Last Dance
Later, under a sky that glowed faintly blue — a sky we broke and stitched back together — Yeonjun pulled me close on the dance floor.
"We're married," I said, dazed.
"Legally. Spiritually. Maybe cosmically."
"Think we'll survive it?"
"Only if you don't make me do another wedding."
"I was thinking we renew our vows… every decade."
He groaned.
I kissed him again.
7. The Final Line
We weren't perfect. We weren't safe.
But we were together.
And in a world where monsters exist, sometimes the most magical thing you can do…
…is choose to love someone anyway.
Forever.
Fangs and all.
THE REAL END