𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

20.

"Oh my! You both are matching,how gorgeous!"

Mrs Jeon come running towards Jungkook and Y/n as they both get out of the house making them both pass a glance at each other's outfit again and fabricate a sigh of pure annoyance.

"Thankyou so much Mom—i'm glad you liked our outfits"

Y/n speaks up,smiling so warmly to her and she smiles back grabbing her hands and squeezing them,looking at Y/n with doe eyes and a hint of tears that she was holding back.

"No darling,thankyou so much to you for doing all of this—I love your decorations and everything else about today"

Her eyes turning soft,feeling like her own mother was complimenting her a weird emotion settling in her heart and Jungkook,who was staring at her the whole time notices it.

He wanted to keep looking at her today,she looked so astonishing like the moon had come down to the ground. She shined,so brightly. Everything about her today made him weak to his knees but he was tough not to show it.

Seeing the guests accumulating and staring at their direction,he smirks before placing a hand over her waist and pulling her closer to him. She was a bit shocked—passing him a glare but seeing all the guests arriving,she sighs.

"You're a bit bearable in white"

He whispers to her as they both make their way to meet the guests around them—though Jungkook didn't care about them at all.

"Guess white's not my favourite color anymore then"

So white's her favourite color—new information.

Greeting the guests,everyone compliments them asking how they met and did they know each other before but Jungkook had his words ready. He proudly patrolled everywhere about her,making her feel even more frustrated with amounts of flattery.

"My wife's just really amazing—isn't she?"

He speaks,arm resting over her lower waist as she smiled widely trying her best not to snap it away—she had to act at her best to tolerate him for the day. They both exchange frequent glances and their gazes instantly settle on each other's lips causing tension.

"She really suits you Jungkook,you must really love her don't you?"

He laughs,taking his hand out to stroke the side of her hair and tuck them behind her ear. As the skin of his fingertips come in contact with her bare neck,she shivers grabbing his arm and he glimpses down to her desperate grab,grinning in pride.

"You're right Aunt Debby—I love her so much"

Oh what a lie,what dreadful words to hear from his mouth.

The tension rises,getting away from the guests and taking his arm off her waist which felt empty.

"You seem to get quite flustered when I touch you"

"I'd call that disgust"

He snickers—seeing her roaming her eyes around to find someone and he moves closer to her blocking her view. She moves back,hitting the wall behind,a bit taken back by his sudden actions.

"Whom are you looking for?"

"Arlo-"

His palm resting over her throat all of a sudden,making her feel the need to resist but he puts his finger over her lips—quietening her.

"What the hell is your problem!"

"Stop taking Arlo's name again and again when you're with me"