TWICE: The Multiverse

MiChaeng - Shattered

This is an adaptation of a fanfic by DarthMittens from portkey-archive.org

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32-year-old (or 33 in Korean age) Myoui Mina sighed as she stared at the wedding gown in her hands. Was this the right thing to do?

She wasn't in love with her, that much she knew, but she seemed to be very in love with Mina and she didn't have it in her to break up with her, especially now that they were engaged.

She wasn't in love with her fiancé because she was in love with her, of course.

"Stupid fucking Son Chaeyoung," she said savagely as she fisted the dress in her hands before quickly relaxing to avoid wrinkling it. It should have been Chaeyoung standing at the altar with her, or at least that was the way she had envisioned it since she had been twenty-three years old. And here she was getting married to another.

It was because after their disbandment, Chaeyoung had up and vanished. She had been alive during the farewell party that night but the next morning, her bed was empty but for a note reading, 'I know well what I am fleeing from but not what I am in search of'. Upon extensive research, she found that it was a quote from Michel de Montaigne.

She cried that night, wishing that Chaeyoung had felt that it was her she was in search of. Mina understood why she had done it, it just hurt that she hadn't even said goodbye. She hadn't said if she was going to come back.

Her fiancé had asked her out a few weeks later and she had accepted, trying anything and everything to smother the pain before it consumed her. It was obvious she loved Mina and cared for her, and it was flattering and all, but Mina just couldn't fall in love with her in return. She had popped the question just a couple months ago and Mina had accepted, not wanting to disappoint her especially when the only reason she would've said no had been gone for over a year and a half. No communication, no contact, no hint of her whereabouts or how she was doing. Mina didn't know when- and even if- she would ever return. And even though Mina may have loved her, she wasn't going to wait for her for forever. She only had one life to live and if she couldn't claim her happiness, she would make sure to ensure another's.

That was how she found herself angrily swiping tears off her face as she held her wedding gown on the couch on a Friday afternoon. She didn't know why she still bothered to cry over it; she was stronger than that.

The doorbell rang, jarring her out of her thoughts, and she sighed again before placing her dress down carefully and walking over to the door. She opened it and her mouth immediately dropped open as a whirlwind of emotions assaulted her. Anger, happiness, sadness, and love waged war in her as she took in Son Chaeyoung, who seemed to have retained her unique fashion sense that Mina loved so much, a tan, and a bit of muscle during her two years of vacation.

She was grinning, but it was no longer her childish, immature grin. This was a sexy grin, a confident grin, a grin of a woman who knew what she was doing. A grin that sent shivers down Mina's spine. A grin that made her want to cry.

She started, "Chae- mmph!"

Chaeyoung had smashed her lips against hers, holding her in place by her waist. Mina kissed her back in bliss for only a second before realization hit her upside the head and she pushed Chaeyoung off, flustered and panting. "Son Chaeyoung, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" she demanded.

Chaeyoung smiled, spread her arms wide, and cried, "I'm in love with you, Mina! A few days ago, I finally realized what I had been searching for all along! It was you!"

Mina's heart was soaring, she was on cloud nine! Chaeyoung was in love with her! Finally!

Then her logical sense kicked in. Chaeyoung was in love with her... and she was to be married to another. Then anger hit her full force. How dare Chaeyoung put her in a situation like this! She folded her arms over her chest, making her engagement ring glaringly obvious to the woman in front of her. And her heart broke as she first saw confusion etched into Chaeyoung's features, then her smile slowly slid off her face as she blinked at it for a few seconds longer. "I thought..." she said, more to herself than to Mina.