"So did you like it today?" Jungkook asked as they got out of the movie theatre, after having lunch they decided to go to watch movies, all this time you guys were talking so much as if you were best friends who haven't met in ages or something.
"No" she replied making Jungkook frown.
'Shit I should have brought her in an expensive-'
"I loved it, it was so different from the places I usually go especially the cafe had such a warm vibe" his frown changed into a cute bunny smile bringing a smile on her face too.
They were all smiley since the time they had been together, and they both loved being together, for Jungkook it was a good time with someone he liked, and for Areum it was seeing a whole new world.
"So would you like doing it again?" He asked with hopeful eyes as they were slowly reaching his bike.
"Tomorrow, I will show you my favorite place" She announced and increased her speed, to reach his bike.
"You can drop me at the bus stand nearby, or I will just walk, See ya!" She spoke turning around to leave.
When Jungkook grabbed her wrist to stop her, "I will walk you there, let's go".
'What's with them being so straightforward today?'
Jungkook hesitantly intertwined their fingers and he felt such warmth in his hand, it was as if he never wants to leave her hand.
And for her, she was just too shocked to think and the air was getting more awkward with every silent minute until they arrived at the bus stand where he finally let her hand go and she felt like she could breathe again.
"So see you after college, tomorrow?" Areum spoke as the bus arrived.
"Sure and sorry if I made you uncomfortab-"
"It was okay, no problem." She cut him off but instantly turned red.
"You liked holding hands with me Ara Potter?" he asked teasing.
"Shut up!" she spoke turning around but before she could step on the bus a hand-turned her around pulled her closer to his chest.
Snaking his hand from her wrist to her face while cupping it and pulled her closer, Areum closed her eyes when his hot breath hit her forehead, she reluctantly looked in his eyes and he looked down to see her eyes too, it was a beautiful moment for them.
Jungkook hesitantly leaned closer but Dahyun's word stuck in his mind so instead of a liplock, he went for her forehead and pecked it with love and affection.
"See you tomorrow beautiful" he whispered as she turned away and waved him with a small smile on her face.
As soon as he saw the bus leaving, he went crazy with happiness.
He just kissed her forehead, the girl he has been crushing on for the last 3 days, forehead.
3 days might seem a short time for this but for them, it was hard to not just control their destiny, which was to love each other with all their will.
"I AM IN LOVE~" he sang with happiness while people were giving him weird glares but he didn't give a damn about it.
He was in love, and he will make her his.
After all, you can't stop your fate right?
But was it really their fate to be together?
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"So, mother-in-law and father-in-law, may I know the reason of you behaving this way with my princess, or do I make you spill it out myself?" Sehun questioned rubbing his gun with a small cloth.
"She isn't our daughter" Mr.Choi replied with his eyes closed, he was scared for their future, he didn't want to die but Sehun had made sure that he sees the intensity of death with the beating he got from his guards.
"Who is her father?" Sehun asked not really bothered with all this as he already knew the truth a long time ago. It's something about his princess and he obviously should know it, he needs to know everything about her so when she becomes his, he will get her everything she likes and make sure not to bring anything she dislikes, after all she will be his wife.
"She is the hidden princess of Kang Taejoon, the biggest mafia of Asia"
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Till my last breath (Jeon Jungkook Fanfiction)
Fiksi Penggemar"Jungkook, I love you but what if my parents know about us?" "Don't worry my princess, nothing I mean nothing not even death can do us apart." With that, he captured her lips not caring about the world. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Writen by WriterBa...