{Book One}
A girl who doesn't care for labels gets a message from an unknown number. Park Jimin texts the wrong number instead of Taehyung.
(This story contains harsh language, violence, and smut. Read at your own risk.)
Started: April 7, 2020
Ended...
"What about this one sweetie?" My mom asked, showing me another wedding dress. Jennie and my mom came with me to pick out a dress for mine and Jimin's wedding next week and I didn't know it'll be this hard to pick a dress.
"I can't choose, they're all cute." I said, sitting down and put my head in my hands. "Why is finding a dress so hard? Why did they have to make all the dresses so pretty? It makes it harder to choose." I said, looking back up.
"I understand how you feel sweetie." My mom said, putting her hand on my shoulder. "Let's just pick five dresses and go from there." She said. I then began to look and try on more dresses which makes me feel like a mannequin.
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"I want this one mom, it's cute." I said, picking one out. "But this is expensive." I said, looking at how much it costs.
"Don't worry about it sweetie, I'm paying for it." My mom said. I smiled before hugging her.
"Thank you mom, I'll pay you back." I said.
"Don't worry about paying me back, look at it as a present from me and your father." She assured me.
"Okay mom." I said, going back into the dressing room to change back into the clothes I came here in. I walked back out holding the dress before my mom took it and went to pay for it.
"I'm nervous Jennie, more nervous than I was at graduation." I said, looking at her.
"That's understandable Y/N but you're marrying the love of your life and the father of your child." She said, smiling.
"Thanks Jennie, you're a great friend." I replied, smiling.
"Of course I am." She said, chuckling. My mom came back holding the dress and we left the store.
"Sweetie don't let Jimin see your dress since it's bad luck for the groom to see the wedding dress before the wedding." My mom said. She very superstitious of all these things.
"Mom that's just superstition." I responded.
"I know sweetie but you don't want to take a chance." She said. I guess she's right, why take a chance on it? We started heading home for lunch which my mom said that we're having my favorite food which I'm excited for.
