Forbidden Love ➸ Taekook ✓

- Epilogue -

"I now pronounce you officially married. You may kiss."

To thunderous applause, Taehyung didn't waste a minute, his hands releasing Jungkook's still trembling ones to come and embrace his waist, bringing the young man against him. He pressed his lips to his, and the two lost themselves in a languorous kiss, cheered on by the joyous shouts of their guests.

"We told you to kiss, not eat each other mouths! Jimin shouted into the crowd, earning himself a dark look from Jin, who was his brother's best man.

The two lovers parted, laughing at their friend's comment. And when Taehyung's gaze fell on his husband again, his brain simply stopped working. How many years had he been dreaming of this moment? The day when Jungkook would finally be his, the day when he would bear his name. Now they were linked for life, nothing and no-one could ever separate them again.

The man's eyes watered, which made Jungkook smile fondly. If the whole world thought that Kim Taehyung was a cold, calculating man, the image he gave at that moment was more like that of a little puppy who was living the happiest day of his life. It wasn't very far from reality (it was reality for Jungkook).

Lost in each other's gaze, they wanted to kiss again, but a hand on Taehyung's shoulder stopped them.

"I'd love to leave you to your own little world," joked Namjoon, "but the ceremony awaits."

"I still have to throw my bouquet!" Jungkook exclaimed.

Taehyung reluctantly let go of him, leaving people to gather behind his husband to retrieve the bouquet. Smiling, Jungkook swung it twice, before throwing the bouquet backwards, almost hitting the ceiling before falling back into the crowd.

"I-I got it!"

Everyone moved aside, revealing a little girl of about ten, holding the bouquet in her hands, which was almost too big for her.

"Who's the girl?" Jungkook asked his husband in a whisper.

"My niece, Hina." he replied. "My aunt went to live in Japan when I was young, and she and her husband came back especially for the wedding."

Jungkook let out a little 'oh' before refocusing his gaze on the little girl, who was proudly showing the bouquet to what he guessed to be her mother.

"She's so cute..."

Taehyung put an arm around his waist and placed a kiss on his hair.

"Hm... But not as cute as you."

"So cheesy..."

***

Once the ceremony was over, everyone gathered for the banquet, and as everyone danced on the dance floor, the couple walked towards the pile of presents that had amassed at the back of the room.

"Where are we going to put all this?" asked Jungkook. "We clearly don't have room at home..."

"I'll take care of it, don't worry, Darling."

The man turned round and quickly scanned the guests.

"Looks like John didn't come."

"I sent him an invitation, but he just sent me a card back to congratulate us."

Good, I didn't want to see that rat. Taehyung thought with a smile.

It had been just under a year since the whole arranged marriage thing had happened, and since then Jungkook had had a few exchanges with John (much to Taehyung's displeasure). But Jungkook kept telling him it was because he didn't want to feel guilty. He had the constant feeling that things could have turned out differently with John. He wanted to make sure he hadn't broken an innocent person's heart.