0.2. I Was Going To Get Married

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I was walking down the aisle , wrapped in a mesmerizing white gown, it's hem touching the ground , all covered in beautifully embroided lace and handwork of sequins. The place was smelling like a mixture of vanilla and lavender, the opera playing a romantic melody from the corner of the hall; the sky covered in the shades of pink and red and the sea seemed to be reflecting the vicious colours of the nature.
The surrounding only seemed to be making the whole moment even more memorable and romantic.

But between all these things, my eyes travelled towards the edge of the track where I stood, and looked towards the man who stood across the aisle gracefully dressed in a black tuxedo , shiny and silky dark hair parted and styled back exposing his forehead and making him look even more handsome and ethereal. Although his face looked a little blurred but I was sure it was just the consequence of the veil which was hanging down my head cascading my whole face and preventing me to look at the perfectly sculpted man standing infront of me at a distance of a few feets which slowly began reducing once I started taking
slow steps towards him. Now I stood across him on the stage, my head hung low of all the inexpressible feelings which were fluttering inside my whole body. He slowly stretched his hand towards mine and held my hand between his after tracing circles on it with his thumb; which caused blood to rush to my checks turning me into a blushing mess. After a few seconds we both took each other's hands in our own' and slid the rings into each other's fourth finger ever so gently. Then it was finally the time which I've been waiting for so long. The Priest inched forward , holding the mic infront of his mouth before announcing.._._._....




Priest " Now you may kiss The PIG.

What?

WAKE UP YOU PIG WAKE UP YOU PIG WAKE UP PIG - - - -------"



"OHH MY GOODD!!!! WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL IS HAPPENING HERE?"

I screamed as I was abruptly thrown out of my bed with a sudden jerk. I clearly remember I was going to kiss my groom then how the fuck am I lying on the floor. I rubbed my eyes with one hand while my other hand reached my back to examine how much damage has been done to my perfectly sculpted asscheeks by this sudden fall. And most of all that freaking voice which just sounded next to my ear I guess was successful in making me partially deaf. That's the moment when I actually recognised the voice and wandered my eyes around the room in anticipation to find the culprit who caused this much drama that too early in the morning that too when I was going to get married.

!!!!Sigh!!!!!

And just at that moment my eyes landed on the filthy demon who caused all this and was now comfortably lying on my bed that too with his shoes on.

Wait.




What.





Shoes on.




FUCKIN SHOES ON , ON MY BED.

"Jeon Fuckin Jungkook. You filthy demon atleast remove your stinky shoes while lying yourself on someone else's bed. And especially when that someone is me."

I said in an annoyed tone but all he did was just to smile and smile. How the hell am I supposed to maintain my cool when this guy never misses a chance to make my blood boil. Then I asked him what was he doing this early in my house and my room. And that's the moment when his reaction changed as if he just remembered something or should I say most probably why he came here at the first place. He quickly lifted himself from my bed and stood at the edge dusting himself. Poor Man must've gotten tons of dust from lying on my bed itself.

Note The Sarcasm :)

"Oh bless the heavens Yn! You need to come with me to University. Now. Let's go. Come on!!"

He said while grabbing my hand and pulling me up from the floor because apparently all this time I was lying there only. Great.

"Wait wait wait Mr. Coldy. First we need an explanation. Second I just woke up. Third I'm going back to sleep. And at last I'm going back to sleep".

I said while trying to get my hand off his grip and I must say that although his hold wasn't rough but for sure it was strong enough to not let me budge. He obviously didn't let me get away and dragged me towards the couch and pushed my shoulders to make me sit there which I instantly did, there ain't no way this man is going to let me do anything else anyway. He then went towards my closet and shuffled against my clothes picking out a white oversized shirt which was his brother's apparently, a black tank top, a black cargo pant and throwing all these items on my bed . Ofcourse this man loves black and I can't contradict it this time because apparently I do as well. I was going to ask him what he was doing all this time and what all this rush is about when I saw his movements stopping for a moment but I quickly widened my eyes in pure shock and embarrassment when he opened the drawer in which I keep my undies and then after a min he turned around me;






































Holding A Black Bikini Set.

















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What's going to happen next?
And why is Mr. Coldy in such a rush?

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