February 20th
Taehyung POV
It's Jungkook's prom, and I refuse to let it pass by simply. Today, I'll push the boundaries of being inappropriate. I want him to remember this for ever.
I wore a sleek black tuxedo, complete with a tie and gleaming black shoes. My hair artfully styled, held in place with good amounts of gel. As for my face, a touch of lipstick and lotion were the only things I needed.
I look amazing !
This prom was of masquerade theme, promising an evening of enchantment and wonder. I won't worry about anything else tonight. I've informed my dad that I've been invited by a senior, so there won't be any suspicious as to where I was heading to.
With pride, I left from my house and settled into the car.
While on the drive, I couldn't help but marvel at how fast the night changes. We went from strangers to big time lovers.
My love grows for him with each passing moment. I am so happy with him that it feels surreal. Sometimes, I ask myself, "Do I even deserve a love this much ?"
No matter where i look, I see him in everything. His brown eyes in the hues of a sunset, his countenance mirrored in the gentle ripples of water, his voice in any bustling crowd and his touch that is always in my mind.
In him, I've found my paradise.
I understand that many thunky this connection impossible, but I feel complete with him, as if we were once a single soul shattered into two halves.
He is in my thoughts, my heart, and my mind without any rent to pay.
Lost in these thoughts, I'm jolted back to reality as the car suddenly stopped.
Oh we reached.
I made my way in. I took the black mask from the table and covered my face. I looked around. It's was enchanting.
Small white string lights strung in random zig-zags across the ceilings was softly diffused behind draped panels of sheer indigo.
Curtains made from shiny strips of gold metallic foil looked amazing. I could see the Pearl ivory balloons attached to the cealings. The balloons resembled the floating bubbles in a champagne glass, suspended at dozens of different heights.
Small, white votive candles were placed along gold satin table. The golden and brown candelabras arranged elegantly on the table. Glass vases filled with feather and beeds. A little amount of glitter was sprinkled at the tables. A mesmerizing music was playing.
Everyone was in mask so it was hard to recognise anyone. I ordered a Apple cider mocktail and took a sip.
The host was announcing something but cause of the immense noises i couldn't hear what she was saying.
"Guys, Guys, listen here, listen to me. So ...are you guys listening ? We arranged ... Everyone ?" She hooted.
I laughed at how embarssed she was right now. No one was listening. Everyone was busy talking.
Suddenly i felt arms wrapped around my waist and the smell of them was sweet and intoxicating as vanilla. I turned to look that it was a hot guy aka Jungkook. He was wearing a black mask matching to his suit. But I could stil recognise him.
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Bumpy Ride | Taekook ✅
Fanfiction"N-no this isn't the right time Jungkook." I pushed him away. "It is." He rasped caging me between his arms. His hot breath fanning over my skin. "S-someone will see us. You should go. " I struggled trying to push him away. "Go here ?" He kissed...
