My Ice-King : Hanamitchi

[Scene: International Airport – Departure Lounge | Late Morning]

The terminal buzzed with the sound of rolling luggage, flight announcements, and travelers from all walks of life — but one corner of the lounge had its own gravity.

Y/N and Yuri arrived hand-in-hand, both in sleek airport outfits — effortlessly stylish, yet casual. As they approached, laughter erupted.

Keifer stood with his arm draped around a petite girl with a playful smile and bubblegum-pink highlights.

David was cool and composed as ever, standing beside a tall woman with bronze skin and model-off-duty energy.

Felix, hoodie up, was whispering jokes into his girlfriend's ear, who giggled with zero care about the passing stares.

They all turned as Y/N and Yuri approached.

Cin (grinning):

"Oh my God, the gang's all here."

Yuri (arms wide):

"Look at this chaos squad!"

One by one, they fell into a group hug — messy, tight, and full of real warmth. Laughter echoed through the terminal.

Y/N (looking around, dramatic whisper):

"Okay, okay… now hold up. Spill. Who are these three gorgeous women, and why am I only finding out now?"

Keifer (grinning ear to ear):

"Alright alright, don't scream—this is Jay Jay. My cute girl, my gym buddy, my protein shake thief."

Jay Jay (shy smile):

"Nice to finally meet you. He talks about you guys like you're Marvel characters."

Everyone:

"WOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!"

David (nodding coolly):

"And this queen right here—this is Riri. She taught me how to dance and how to chill."

Riri (laughs):

"And how to dress. Let's not forget that."

Felix (raising a hand):

"You already know Lia. Hacker-approved, chaos-certified."

Lia (waves):

"If anyone goes missing on this trip, it wasn't me."

Y/N (pretending to faint):

"The Inner Circle just became the Inner Galaxy. Look at us now!"

Cin:

"I feel like I'm walking into a K-drama with a full ensemble cast."

Yuri:

"And this is just the airport. Wait until we land."

[Cut to: Boarding Gate – Group Photo Time]

A flight attendant giggled as they took a full squad picture—arms thrown over shoulders, goofy faces, matching neck pillows, and designer shades.

Caption on Y/N's Story:

"Trip of a lifetime: Chaos x Love x Legends in the making."

[Scene: In the Sky – Private Jet | Midday]

The hum of the jet was soft, cushioned by leather seats, low conversation, and the occasional burst of laughter. Luxury surrounded them—champagne flutes, panoramic windows, and mood lighting that shifted with the clouds.

Jay Jay was curled beside Keifer, sharing earbuds.

Riri was sketching something in a notebook while David napped beside her, hoodie up.

Lia and Felix were at the mini bar, mocktail mixing like it was a chemistry class.

Cin and Rakki were scrolling through playlists and throwing popcorn at each other.

And at the heart of it—Y/N, head on Yuri's shoulder, fingers gently tracing invisible patterns on his palm.

Suddenly, a soft tone rang through the cabin.

Crew (over intercom):

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to begin our descent. Please fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing. Rest assured, the paradise below awaits you."

Everyone stirred, excitement rising.

Y/N (looking out the window):

"Oh my God… is that the island?"

Below them: a private island kissed by golden sunlight, surrounded by turquoise waters. Palm trees lined the shoreline, and hidden among them—a sprawling beachfront villa with infinity pools, thatched rooftops, and white sand stretching endlessly.

Yuri (softly):

"For the next week… this world is ours."

The wheels of the jet kissed the private airstrip, smooth as silk.

Touchdown.

The door opened, and a rush of salty breeze welcomed them.

Staff stood at the ready with tropical drinks and flower garlands. Birds chirped in the distance. A golf cart waited nearby to escort them to the villa.

Riri (wide-eyed):

"This isn't a trip… this is a movie."

Y/N (smiling at Yuri):

"Then let's make every scene unforgettable."

[Scene: Private Island Resort – Dusk to Nightfall]

The sun slowly dipped beyond the horizon, setting the sky ablaze in hues of pink, gold, and deep lavender. The waves lapped gently against the shore, glowing under string lights that ran from palm to palm along the beach.

Laughter echoed through the salty air.

The girls were chasing each other barefoot along the shoreline, their dresses catching the wind, hair wild and free. Y/N was in the middle of it all, radiant and glowing in the amber light, her laughter soft and unguarded. She hadn't laughed like this in years.

A little further back, Yuri stepped onto the sand. He wasn't running. He wasn't shouting. He was calm—holding something behind his back.

A bouquet of red roses, dew-fresh and full of quiet meaning.

He watched her for a moment.

Then, slowly, he walked toward her.

She was still running—eyes closed briefly, breathing in the freedom of the moment. And when she turned around, she didn't see him in time—

Bump.

Y/N: "Ouch—"

Her voice caught mid-word.

Because standing there, just inches away, was Yuri. The love of her life. Holding out a bouquet that seemed to burn red against the twilight.

Her breath hitched.

Yuri (softly, steady):

"I've been falling for you every day… but tonight, I wanted you to know it loud and clear."

Y/N's eyes brimmed with emotion, her heart pounding so fast she could hear it echoing in her ears. The scent of roses and ocean air swirled between them.

Y/N (choked up, whispering):

"You're unreal, Yuri… what are you doing to me?"

Yuri (smiling):

"Giving you every part of me. Again. And again. And again."

The girls in the distance slowed down, watching quietly, the air stilled with the hush of something sacred.

He tucked the bouquet gently into her arms, then leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead.

[Scene: Twilight Beach – Under a Blanket of Stars]

The gentle hush of the ocean whispered behind them. String lights above swayed with the breeze. The stars blinked into view, one by one, as if holding their breath for what was about to unfold.

Y/N, bouquet in hand, stood there stunned, cheeks warmed by the kiss of the breeze and the rush of emotions. Her eyes shimmered, barely believing the surreal beauty of the moment.

Then, Yuri dropped to one knee.

Time froze.

Her breath caught.

Yuri (deep and unwavering):

"Y/N… will you accept my gift?"

He looked up at her with so much love, it shook her.

Y/N (nodding quickly, voice trembling):

"Yes—yes, of course I will!"

She clutched the roses closer to her chest, her heart beating like a drum.

But then Yuri's lips curled into that signature mischievous smile—the one that always came right before he dropped something unbelievable.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a rolled scroll, tied with a gold ribbon.

Yuri:

"Not just the bouquet, baby…"

(He opened the scroll and placed it in her hands.)

"It's the island. The whole island. I bought it. And I put it in your name."

Silence.

Then—chaos.

Jay Jay, Riri, Lia, Cin, and Rakki:

"WHAAAAAAAAATTTT!!!"

Felix:

"Bro. Brooo. Brooooooo!"

Keifer (grabbing David by the shoulders):

"Tell me I didn't just hear that wrong!"

David (stone-faced):

"You didn't. And I think I just blacked out."

Y/N stared at Yuri, mouth open, tears lining the bottom of her lashes.

Y/N (shaky, laughing through tears):

"You bought me a freaking island?!"

Yuri (still kneeling, holding her hand):

"Because I want you to always have a place in this world that's completely yours. Where no pain can reach you. Only love. Our love."

Y/N collapsed into his arms, bouquet still clutched, laughing, crying, stunned.

The cheers turned into claps, whoops, and group hugs. The staff at the villa, watching from afar, even joined in with soft smiles and knowing nods.

And in that moment, the island didn't just belong to her… it belonged to a love story so deep, it could be felt in the waves, the stars, and the sand beneath their feet.

The wedding day

[Scene: Celestia Grand Hall – Wedding Day, 5:00 PM]

The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting golden fire across the sky. The Celestia Grand Hall—a breathtaking marvel of glass, white marble, and gilded elegance—stood bathed in twilight's glow. Every arch, every chandelier, shimmered with quiet anticipation.

Inside, the hall was transformed into a dream.

Thousands of white peonies, blush roses, and silver ivy spiraled around crystal pillars. Floating candles shimmered on pools of water lining the aisle, while a soft symphony played in the background.

Guests filled every seat—from high-level executives of Fernandez Corp and Hanamitchi Industries, to old friends like Cin, Rakki, Keifer, Felix, David, and their partners. All dressed in their finest. All holding their breath.

The atmosphere was reverent.

At the head of the aisle, standing with strength and pride, was Mr. Haru Hanamitchi. No longer just a father-in-law—today, he stood as a father waiting for his daughter.

He looked around the crowd, then back toward the aisle. His eyes—tired from life, but full of warmth—glinted with emotion.

Haru (to himself, under breath):

"My little girl… you made it."

 Yuri Hanamitchi, in a custom black suit with silver embroidery, stood at the altar. His fingers trembled slightly as he adjusted his cufflinks. Not from nerves—but from the overwhelming love and awe he was holding back.

Felix (from the groom's side, whispering):

"Yuri, breathe bro… she's not gonna fly away."

Yuri (smiling, eyes on the entrance):

"I just… I still can't believe she's mine."

The music shifted.

A hush swept through the hall.

The towering double doors creaked open—a veil of golden light pouring through like the gates of heaven.

And there she was.

Y/N.

The bride.

Framed in white and silver, her silhouette ethereal. Dressed in a gown that seemed woven from moonlight and dream, her train trailing behind her like a river of stars. Her veil floated lightly with each step as if the very air made way for her.

She held a bouquet of red roses—

Arm-in-arm with Mr. Haru Hanamitchi, her father figure—both regal, both radiant.

Cin teared up, Rakki grinned ear to ear, and even David blinked rapidly, pretending not to be affected.

As she walked, every step echoed the years of pain, courage, war, love, and triumph.

This wasn't just a wedding.

It was a coronation.

She wasn't just becoming a bride.

She was becoming the queen to her king.

As Y/N descended, each step echoed like the beat of a drum in an old romantic epic. Her heartbeat matched it. Yuri extended his hand.

The world disappeared.

It was just them—two souls written in destiny's script, wrapped in drama, danger, and now… this fleeting, perfect moment.

"Do I look unreal?" she whispered as she neared.

Yuri, overwhelmed yet composed, leaned in and answered softly, "No. You look exactly like the dream I've been chasing all my life."

And with that, the music rose, and the next chapter of their story began.

Soft violins hum in the background as lanterns float above, painting the night sky with warmth. Yuri and Y/N stand beneath a canopy of silk and jasmine, hands entwined, hearts thundering in sync.

Officiant:

"Now, Yuri and Y/N will share their vows, a promise not just for today, but for every tomorrow to come."

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Yuri steps forward, holding Y/N's hands. His voice is steady but laced with emotion.

Yuri:

"From the moment you walked into my storm, you brought peace. In my chaos, you built a home. Y/N, I vow to protect your dreams as if they were my own. I promise to fight beside you, not just in battles, but in the quiet wars of everyday life. No matter where the world takes us—through shadows, fire, or stars—I will choose you. Always you."

He gently slides the ring onto her finger.

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Y/N takes a soft breath, her eyes glistening, heart open.

Y/N:

"You found me when I didn't even know I was lost. With you, I learned that strength doesn't mean standing alone—but standing together. I vow to love the man you are, the warrior, the dreamer, the gentle storm. I'll be your light when the world dims, your anchor when you drift, your forever no matter the distance."

She slips the ring onto his finger, their hands now sealed in golden circles of forever.

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Officiant (smiling):

"With the vows spoken and the rings exchanged, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may—finally—kiss the love of your life."

Yuri pulls her close, he kisses her like a man who has waited lifetimes.

A single tear slipped down his cheek, followed by another—silent, pure, unashamed. He had fought wars, survived betrayals, endured loss… but nothing had ever broken him open like this moment of love.

Y/N felt it too—the trembling in his hands, the shiver in his breath. She cupped his face gently, her thumb brushing away the tear as their foreheads met.

Y/N (whispering):

"You're safe now. We're safe now."

All around them, the guests were frozen in awe. Some wiped their eyes, others held hands a little tighter. Even the toughest of them—soldiers, friends, elders—felt their hearts bloom at the sight of two souls finally finding peace in each other.

No music played. Just the sound of soft wind through hanging lights, and the silent language of love spoken through that tear-streaked kiss.

Yuri's voice broke the silence, barely audible:

Yuri:

"This… is the happiest I've ever been."

And just like that, the love they built—through fire and storm—settled into every heart watching.

A love story, not perfect, but real. And absolutely eternal. 

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[IG Story - Posted by @keif_vibes]

Image: A snapshot of Yuri and Y/N sharing their tearful kiss under the lights. The photo is slightly blurry from movement, but their emotions are crystal clear—Warm golden lights blur in the background like stars falling just for them.

Text over the image:

#eternallove

@jay_j 

i wonder when will be our turn.

Song playing in the background: "A thousand years " by Christina Perri …