Little Brat (Jeon Jungkook FF)

Part 5

Wedding day...

YN POV

Finally the day is here. I stood infront of the mirror, clad in beautiful designer expensive gown. I take a good look at me, admiring myself. I never knew I'm this beautiful. The makeup artist told me I'm looking like an angel straight out of heaven. I scoffed internally... little did she know that this angel is the queen of devil world. I felt myself as a wolf in sheep clothes.

The door of the dressing room opened revealing Hobi oppa. He smiled warmly at me.

"Oh my God, Y/n... you are looking so beautiful. Where were you hiding all your beauty these years." Hobi oppa exclaimed with excitement.

"Are you indirectly telling me I'm ugly without makeup?" I asked raising my eyebrows. He chuckled shaking his head. I know he is trying to light up my mood.

"Ani... I'm just trying to complement my little sister." He sighed and continued. "Its time Y/n."

"Did Namjoon oppa came?" A slow whisper left my mouth.

Hobi oppa sighed shaking his head. "Your father didn't bring hi-"

"Why would I bring my son to somewhere he is not supposed to be." A deep voice cut through us as we looked at the door seeing my father standing there.

I can see Hobi oppa struggling to contain his anger.

"He is her brother. He should be here for her big day." Hobi oppa said trying his level best not to lash out.

"Yeah... a brother she tried to kill." Father said with a scoff.

"You don't know anythi-" I quickly hold Hobi oppa hand so he won't blurt out unwanted things. He looked at me with tired eyes. I shaked my head indicating not to say a word again. Pinching his nose bridge in frustration he looked away.

"I can't stay here anymore." Saying this he quickly hugged me and left from the room after giving a glare to my father.

I stood there looking down. I don't know what to do now, why is he here.

"Do you need a special invitation to go to the hall?" His voice was cold as ice, I can feel the distance in our relationship and the wall he built between us.

I quickly walked to the door not to spoil his mood. But his voice stopped me.

"Stop. I will take you there. I don't want public to misunderstand me and spoil my reputation." He walked to me and showed his hand to link together. I slowly looked at him and linked our hands together, I don't know why my eyes teared up. Even if it's for the public, he is taking me through the asile. For the first time in my life,I feel a little blessed.

The door of the wedding hall opened. I take a quick glance around the interior. Ofcourse it screams the richness of both Kim's and Jeon's. I looked around taking in the faces of guests along with searching for any lurking danger.

Finally my eyes fell on him. Jeon Jungkook. He stood there tall, clad in the white coat and pant and his handsome face glowing more due to the fancy lights. He looks nothing less than a prince, straight out of a fairy tale. I felt my heart beat raising.

Our eyes locked and I saw him freezing on the spot looking at me with surprised eyes. I looked down unable to hold his intense gaze. Oh God it's going to be difficult.