Indebted...

Part-14

Jungkook's pov

Settled on one of the comfy leather seats in the media room, I used the remote control to flick through the movie options on the large TV screen. Over the past three weeks, I'd tried to make use of every room in the oversized house—even the gym, though I had a genuine allergy to
exercise.

I grew to love my new temporary home. I really did. But there was something about being mostly alone in such a massive building that sometimes made the quiet feel eerie rather than peaceful.

I wasn't a person who craved company. I'd lived on my own since I was eighteen. Now I lived with a man who had such an overwhelmingly forceful personality that he seemed to suck the air out of whatever room he walked into. And yet, I'd never felt more alone. But alone was okay. Until you started to feel lonely.

I would have visited one of my friends or relatives, but my doing so had apparently become too much of a habit, because they'd started to question if everything was "okay at home," especially since Taehyung never accompanied me on the visits. They bought my assurances that all was fine. Well, Jin hyung wasn't so easily convinced, but he didn't push me on it. Still, I figured I had to do a better job of playing the part of happy wife, and that meant not leaving my husband at home alone all the time—even though he'd no doubt prefer that.

Changbin and Mia had managed to secure the botanical garden as the party venue—they hadn't wasted any time in getting started on the preparations. They'd even created a website that had everything on it for the guests—dates, venue details, maps, dress code, etc. I hadn't known people did that sort of thing. But then, I hadn't attended a lot of rich people's weddings. Initially, I hadn't been all that interested in the reception, but the planners had sucked me right in with their excitement and enthusiasm. Plus, I figured that there was a chance this might be the only wedding reception I ever had, so I might as well make it a good one. I wanted to one day marry
and have kids, but lots of people wanted that future. They didn't always get it.

Eager to see in person the venue we'd selected, Taehyung and I had ambled through the botanical garden and wandered around the hotel itself one Saturday afternoon.

The only time Taehyung and I really spent together outside of work was when we were coordinating with the planners over flowers, the food menu, and all that jazz—he never missed a meeting, to his credit. We'd also attended a brief tasting session with the caterer he'd chosen.
Changbin and Mia also booked me in to see "a bridal couture queen." I took Moon, Eomma, Jin hyung, and Jimin along—they'd insisted on coming. The boutique offered a selection of truly breathtaking intricate gowns for both females and males. and, as Changbin had promised, some beautiful alternatives to wedding dresses. All were designer, though, so they were also super expensive.

When I'd modeled a particular one, all had started crying and declared "that's the one!" I had to admit, I'd loved it and i also never thought I would be able to pull a dress so elegantly like it was made for me. So I'd agreed. I'd also offered to reimburse Taehyung, but he wouldn't hear of it.

Jimin had moaned when I vetoed having a post-wedding bachelor party, but I'd allowed him to talk me into having a simple our' night in nearer the date of the reception.

As the date fell in late autumn, Changbin had suggested adding décor such as red,or orange and yellow type colors giving full autumn vibe ... which made me think of Halloween and Chuseok , and how I'd probably be spending it alone. I loved Halloween even though it was American festival but I loved it and my neighborhood youngsters would all celebrate it. Loved driving past the houses that celebrate in my neighborhood and seeing all the pumpkins, spider webs, and other aesthetics. Loved answering the door to trick-or-treaters and seeing all the creative costumes. Loved hanging up spooky decorations of my own, even if only to get into the Halloween-spirit.