My Bodyguard

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Happy Birthday 🎂 Jungkook 💜

What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh

Only in my mind?

D-1

The guests started arriving since the morning and it was a total chaos. Y/n tried to manage every thing on her own while Jungkook tried creating more distractions for her. 

Distractions...

The way his eyes trailed her figure walking around the beautiful vineyard holding tulips and lilies stole her attention a couple of times. The way he would brush past her in hallways, the lingering touch on her shoulder made her heart race. 

stop it, he's getting married...

She tried to bargain with her feelings, saying this was for the best, the right thing but all her walls crumbled down as she saw him staring at her, with the familiar warmth. He just gazed upon the woman he adores, the woman he wants, the woman he couldn't have. 

"This is perfect...God you are such a genius..."

Jimin exclaimed as he looked at the altar. The pastel flowers adorned the place. 

"I can't believe our little Jungkook is getting married...", Jin exclaimed as he smiled at the pair. He was dressed in his good day pjs which made y/n smile a bit. These guys were the same. They were sweet and humble. Funny and kind. 

Jin wasn't cold to her despite the fact that he knew she broke the heart of his younger brother. He didn't knew the reason for her leaving. He knew that Jungkook liked his little Ms. Bodyguard more than he should. 

He tried to ignore the way Jungkook stared at y/n. He wanted to intervene and put the two together so the younger one can finally be happy for once. The fans noticed it, he noticed it and the other members too weren't oblivious to the longing in Jungkook's eyes. 

later that night...

jungkook's pov

it was funny...

i wanted to laugh so bad while my heart cried loudly. 

She is the woman I love, and she's the one adorning the path the woman I was supposed to marry would walk on. I saw her while standing beneath the porch lights. The wind was chilly. She wore a little jumper, lilac suited her the best. 

I remember how my heart skipped when I saw her in lilac for the first time. She had me in a trance but I didn't wanna admit it back then. Would things have been different if I chased her when she pushed me away? Would we be getting married if I simply refused to let go when she said she stopped loving me the next morning after that damn good kiss. 

My thoughts were interrupted when I saw her trip over a rope and twist her ankle. This woman is clumsy. 

He rushed to her side, knelt by her side, examined her feet. She kept on saying she was fine but he wouldn't budge. The next moment he lifted her up in his arms, despite her protests. 

"I can walk..."

"Okay. Now let me carry you to your room.", he spoke with a straight face, not in a mood to argue. He looked at the staff next to him. "send a doctor and some icepacks to her room immediately."

"Jungkook put me down!!"

She exclaimed stressing her voice a bit only to make him pull her closer. He held her tightly, lifting her effortlessly, as if she weighed nothing. Her eyes were fixed on the side of his face. She wanted touch him so bad, yet she knew he was forbidden. He was the prince, and she wasn't Cinderella.

Damn if she would've told him that, he would've laughed it off. She was his princess, she was his light. For the first time he felt loved. When his family had always neglected him, his career she admired him for his talents. She looked at him as if he was the brightest star. 

She made him feel wanted. 

She made him happy.

So she was more than some Disney princess. 

Y/n flinched slightly when she felt him drop her on the bed. He was soft with her, afraid of hurting her in the process. He fixed the pillows for her to lay back comfortably while she looked at his face up close. 

Jungkook felt her eyes on him and smiled slightly. He placed his arms on her sides and hovered over her slightly. She moved back only to feel the soft pillows blocking her way. The distance between the two was decreasing. They could feel each other breathe. 

"Stop me..."

He spoke...she wanted to stop him. She wanted to ask him to not marry someone else but what would that make her. She always thought the feelings they caught for each other were not serious but was it too late to admit she was wrong. Why couldn't she fight for him? 

It wasn't easy to fight when her loss meant his win. 

If she left his father would let him be and not intervene with his life...

The question was...would he hurt his own son in pursuit of some stupid control over him. Would he ruin Jungkook's happiness?

 "How could you leave me and think I'll fall out of love. I was never like the other guys who would forget girls they promised forever too. When I kissed you for the first time, it was really me...not some idol doing it for media. You disturbed my mind, put me in a trance, made me fall in love with you and just leave me stranded. And even today, I'm helplessly in love with you, because you saw me. The real me...the guy who's insecure about stupid things, who's imperfect yet you pointed out the little things you liked about me. So please stop me...because I don't want to get married to anyone if it's not you..."

"How can you not see it, how can you not feel it...it's you or no one else."

He moved back as the doctor entered. I saw him talk to the doctor for a minute before leaving the room. The doctor checked me and left. 

I sat alone, trying hard to not run to him and hug him tightly. I want to scream I love him. I've always been in love with him but what would that make me. His fiancé had no fault in this. She's kind to me, how could I even hate her. 

I wished he didn't looked at me in rooms full of strangers...the look made me want to elope with him and escape to the secret gardens, away from everything and just try to be selfish for once. 

Was it bad I wanted to snatch him away from everyone and keep him to me? Was it wrong to want to love him when I know he won't be mine anymore?

Was it wrong to want him even though he's not mine...