It all started with "I do!" (JIKOOK FF)

chapter 6

"Jimin," jungkook calls my name peeking his head out of the bathroom while applying shaving foam to his face.

"Yeah." I lean against the headboard of the bed, feeling a bit lazy to get out of it. "My friends are having a sort of a reunion, and I was hoping if you could come with me." He looks hesitant, "But only if you want, I am not forcing you or anything. But Ireally want you to come." He sighs.

"Okay." Biting my lower lip, I try to stop myself from laughing at his nervous expression. "Okay?" He smiles. "Yeah, okay." I let out a small laugh and nod my head.

After taking out a green flare dress, I quickly jump into the shower to get ready. Nearly, after one hour I almost ready just straightening my hair so that I can curl their ends. I really like straight hair with loose curls. Till the time, I am done with curling.

Jungkook calls from the kitchen letting me know he is ready. Walking into the kitchen I find him drinking banana milk. He has this weird habit that he always drink banana milk before  going out. "Let's go." He quickly swallows the sandwich just in two bites and motions towards the door.

"So, are there going to be any of your exes there?" I ask as soon as we sit inside the car. "Maybe, I don't know." He shrugs.

"Why? Feeling insecure?" He teases."Dude, just look here." I point to myself, "Do you think I need to be insecure with anyone?" My lips curve in a smug smile.

"Moreover, they are your exes and I am your wife, which clearly gives me leverage over them." "I love you..." He laughs, then pauses, clearing his throat he adds, "Your confidence. I love your confidence." "Yeah, yeah." Rolling my eyes, I internally smile,

"Confidence is my middle name." "If you feel uncomfortable, we will leave soon," jungkook quietly says in my ear, just before the pushing the door open and leading us inside an apartment.

This party is being held at, one of his, high school friend's place and thankfully I dressed up casually otherwise I would have looked like a wacko as everyone here is looking pretty casual.

I wouldn't lie this place is not the good choice for throwing a party because everything seems so cramped up. To make things, even more, worse there is a makeshift dance floor made by pushing every furniture of the living room in the corner.

However, everyone else seems least bothered about these things and just being happy with catching up with old friends. And that's friends gathering should be all about.

He introduces me to his friends and all of them are quite welcoming which makes me at ease instantly. Jungkook keeps on glancing at me to make sure I am fine, even when he is busy talking to his friends.

"So how long have you both been together before deciding to get married?" His friend's girlfriend, hyuna  asks.

"Umm. twenty minutes." I shrug answering her honestly, "Actually, it was an arranged marriage." I smile."So, you were forced into this marriage?" Another girl joins us, I didn't miss a slight frown appearing on hyuna's face looking at this new girl.

"I never said that," I calmly reply. "But you said it was arranged, right?"

"What's your name?" I ask her. "Yeri." "Okay, yeri, I don't know whether you are aware of it or not, but there is a difference between arranged marriage and forced marriage." I slowly nod my head,

"Our marriage was arranged by our families, but with our consent. We have met, we liked each other and agreed to get married. Simple."

"What if you made a mistake and jumped too quickly into this marriage?" Yeri questions. My eyes shift to jungkook, who is already looking at me with a faint smile playing on his lips.

"No, I know, I haven't made any mistake," I reply while keeping my eyes on my husband, in whose eyes I can find love for myself even though he hasn't said anything.