"So how did the big date go?" Seonmi exclaimed, Yeojin wiggling her eyebrows while nudging me suggestively.

I looked down at my hand and played with the ring on my finger.

And shook my head.

"He...had to cancel."

Yeojin and Seonmi both shared a glance and looked at me with soft expressions.

"Yeonie...I'm so sorry," Seonmi said, stroking my back reassuringly.

"Hey, don't be upset, baby. He's just really busy with comeback season and everything."

"I know," I said, flinching under Seonmi's touch and tightening the grip on my coffee mug.

"It's just...we planned in advance. And at this point, I've stopped counting the times he's stood me up," I continued.

"Yeonie, I know it's hard. It's the same for us. We all know what it's like to be involved with idols. As...well... normal people, I guess, it's pretty tough. But you'll fight through it. Tae and I get into fights sometimes but we don't leave it hanging. You need to just talk to Yoongi," Seonmi advised, her tone soft and considerate.

"Mi-Mi's right. When you're dating celebrities, it puts pressure on the relationship. I mean, I've been there before - Jeon and I have our moments. But you shouldn't forget that you both love each other. He married you for a reason, Yeonie. I know he won't give up on you. Just hang tight," Yeojin said, reaching her warm hand out and placing it on mine.

I smiled at my two best friends. They were right. 

Deep down, I knew Yoongi and I could pull through.

But it was just hard. 

Getting married to an idol, even being his girlfriend, was something of a bold move. 

Dispatch was always trying to shove their nose in your business. You had random people shoving cameras in your husband's face while you were checking out at the till. And you knew somewhere inside your heart that if the fandom found out about the relationship, not all of them would be supportive. Some would go to extreme lengths to pry us apart.

For all of those reasons, our wedding was a small put-together - only our parents, siblings and a few friends attended the wedding. Not that I minded. At the end of the day, I wasn't so worried about how we got married, as long as it worked.

I was more worried about the constant pressure. 

But to see that gummy smile at the end of the day. 

To feel his warmth beside me while we cuddled and listened to music together. 

To share in his happiness and watch him in his element. 

For all that and more, being together was worth it.

And I wouldn't let go easily. 

I'd just hoped we both felt the same way about that.