Dreams Come True (JK fanfic)

Epilogue: The Wedding Scenes

"Holy fuck you look gorgeous," Jiwoo said as the stylist finished my hair. I opened my eyes and gasped. The dress fit me perfectly, and the veil just blew my breath away. After 3 years of dating, Jungkook had kept his promise and proposed to me. A year later, here we are getting married. My father had gotten over himself after running himself to the point of exhaustion. He accepted my lifestyle and even let me pursue being an idol. However, I quit the idol gig quickly with the attention that Jungkook and I racked up after the proposal.

"I have to thank you for designing this dress Jiwoo," I told her with a giggle. She smiled and gave me a hug.

"Hey I may be Hoseok's sister, but I am your best friend," she said.

Yup that's right. Jiwoo is Hoseok's sister, but she is my best friend first. We met when I thought she was Hoseok's secret girlfriend. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Jiwoo said. My dad stepped in and gasped.

"You look amazing, honey," he said as he gazed over me. I stood up and did a little spin.

"Thank you dad," I said as I hugged him.

"Anything for you sweetheart," he said as he hugged me back. There was another knock on the door, and in peeked Jimin.

"They're ready for you," he told us. I nodded and held my dad's hand nervously.

"Come on sweetheart," I said as he hooked my arm with his.

"See you in there," Jiwoo said as she shot me a thumbs up. I took a deep breath and walked with my dad to the grand doors of the church. I heard the music playing and instantly grew nervous. My dad rubbed circles on my hand and gave me a reassuring smile. I gave him a smile back as the doors opened. I looked down the aisle at Bangtan standing as the groomsmen and a few of their sisters as bridesmaids. Namjoon was the best man and Jiwoo was the maid of honor. However, I barely paid them any attention when I saw Jungkook at the end of the aisly.

Fucking hell. He looks amazing.

I held my breath as we started walking. Jungkook and I locked eyes. He shot me a loving smile and I returned it. As we reached the end of the aisle, my dad unlooped our arms and handed me over to Jungkook.

"Take good care of her," he said.

"You know I will," Jungkook said with a smile as he looked at my dad. My dad grinned and went to his seat as Jungkook pulled me to the altar. We held hands and I felt like I could breathe a little.

"Do you take this woman, Yang Sohyun, to be your loving wife?"

"I do."

He looks so handsome.

"Do you take..."

I love him so much. I just have to say I do and it is set in stone. Then again it doesn't mat-

"Sohyun," Jungkook said snapping me out of my thoughts. I blinked before looking at him and then the priest.

"What happened?" I whispered.

"Say I do," Jungkook whispered back. I sheepishly smiled.

"Oh, I do," I said. The audience chuckled.

"I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

"Don't mind if I do," Jungkook said as he looped his arms around my waist and pulled me into a kiss. The church erupted into cheers as we kissed. I pulled away first and grinned.

"To the reception!" Namjoon yelled. Jin elbowed him.

Jungkook held my hand as we made our way outside to the reception. Jiwoo popped up beside us and grinned.

"Excuse me, happy couple. I'm stealing the bride to change into something more fitting for the reception," she said. Jungkook pouted, but then I kissed him on the nose before Jiwoo stole me away. She put me into this beautiful gold dress that sat right above my knees.

"This is beautiful," I said as I looked in the mirror. Jiwoo grinned.

"Am I a designer? Or am I a designer?" she said.

"You are a god is what you are," I giggled. She hugged me and then dragged me out to the reception. Jungkook was with Bangtan when I walked in with Jiwoo. I looked over and saw him stare at me. As we walked closer, he flickered his eyes up and down and bit his lip.

"Hello Mr. Jeon," I giggled as he wrapped an arm around me.

"Hello Mrs. Jeon," he smirked as he kissed my cheek.

"Eww a happy married couple," Yoongi said while scrunching his nose.

"Just wait until you get into a relationship, hyung," Jimin chuckled.

And with the music loud, the air utterly perfect, and Jungkook's arms wrapped around me, I was finally feeling at peace. I felt at home in his arms, and I would have it no other way.

 -THE END-