Jungkook
A protective arm wraps around her waist and I pull her behind me.
Did someone overdose my father or what? Well, if they did, then I will make sure to double the dose and shove it down their throat too.
"Father, what are you doing?" He ignores my question. Or no, he just completely ignored me. "How does it feel? To be in love?" I knew whom he was asking it to. To the tiny figure behind me. My heart skipped a beat when he took a step closer "Don't." I warn and his gaze finally meets mine. He tilts his head and smiles, his dimples showing. Now, I hate my dimples, I'm not too fond of the fact that I got it from him. "Drop that tone, son. You are no king yet." "I may not be one but you have the right to hurt Jimin when she hasn't made a mistake."
"Hurt." He repeats the word a few times while looking around with an evil smile on his lips. God, how I hope he wasn't my father so I could just...
Fuck.
I felt her trembling behind me as my father walked towards us but was stopped in his tracks when mother came in front of us "Drop your weapon." She demands, eyes piercing into his soul while I try to hold a smile back when I see him not moving a muscle "Move, honey. Don't make me hurt you." A gasp escapes Jimin's lips but a strong flashback hits my head
Flashback
"Aww, so cute!" Iseul exclaims, laughing with a wide smile. I wanted to be so frustrated but her laugh made my heart jump happily. God, I am so lucky to have her "I am not going to forgive you for this, baby." She giggles, placing a quick peck on my lips. "I am going to make it up to you later." She says with a bright smile never leaving her lips.
She runs towards the closet room and starts looking for some other oversized clothes while I lean against the wall and smile wide looking at her. Jung Iseul who finally turned into Jeon Iseul. We got married yesterday and as per her wish, in the morning with the theme being purple. We've dated for two years and we told this to my parents a few months back. My mother was so happy while my father just frowned.
All the monarchs almost despised her family for unknown reasons. And she despised her bloodline too. It was hard for her but she listened to my mother and left her family who didn't seem to give a damn fuck.
Their fucking loss for letting an angel like her leave.
She's so perfect that it made me wonder if I deserve this happiness. Every time I get this much happiness it all goes wrong. But I can't hold my happiness back.. I love her so, so, so much. She's so perfect in everything she does that I can't help but fall for her each time.
My smile slowly leaves my lips as I get another reminder...
It's this feeling... Whenever we're together, I feel complete. Well, that's what my brain thinks. My heart... It always gives off 'incomplete' vibes. I do feel complete with her. She's my fucking half. My life. My everything. I love her so much that it makes me feel like giving up everything and handing myself to her, just her.
I want this feeling to disappear but as hard as I try, it doesn't escape. Iseul changed me, completely. After my brother, Jiyuk... I don't want to consider him as a brother. Jiyuk left us and walked off with Shin. Those two are so close that even if they marry, I wouldn't be astounded.
"I am back!" She says, as bright as she always is "If you keep smiling like that, my heart might run away." She laughed as I reexamined what I just told her...
Was it true?
She threw the cloth on the mattress and hugged me by the neck "When will you show me your bedroom?" I chuckle "Why do you want to see it that bad?" She shrugged "I bet it will feel good when we make love on your mattress." My cock hardens at the thought as I chuckle deeply against her ear "Baby, I can make you feel good anywhere. I don't need my bedroom for that." I whisper as her cheeks flush. So pretty. "I will show it to you soon." She pouts "You better," I chuckle "I promise."
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