Jungkook's infatuation with his literature professor quickly graduates from a sweet and innocent school boy crush to a hot and steamy Skool Luv Affair to a full blown forbidden romance that constantly tests their love for one another.
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JUNGKOOK
"We're really doing this." My voice was low, not wanting to break the fragile stillness.
Aria's head tilted slightly, her lips curving into a small smile. "You mean getting married in Hawaii tomorrow, or... the baby?"
"All of it," I admitted, my thumb brushing idly against her shoulder. "It feels... huge. Like everything we've been fighting for is finally falling into place."
She pulled back to look at me, her eyes searching mine. "Yeah, I know these past few weeks have been... a lot. So much happening seemingly all at once. Does all of this... scare you?"
I paused, considering her question, but even more so the intention behind it. I knew her well enough to understand that fear had been her constant companion for so much of her life. Fear of the unknown. Fear of things falling apart. Fear of being the one left standing alone. I'd spent every day since falling for her proving that she didn't have to carry that fear anymore. And I wasn't about to let her doubt it now.
I wasn't scared. Not of spending my life with her... but the sheer enormity of all we were stepping into—it was a bit unnerving. I wouldn't lie to myself about that. But fear didn't come close to describing what I felt. It was more like standing in the middle of something so vast, so endless, and realizing you could lose yourself in it completely. Not because it was overwhelming, but because it was so much bigger and better than you'd ever imagined.
"Aria," I reached up to cup her face, my thumb trailing along the line of her cheek as I held her gaze. "I'm not scared. Not of marrying you. Not of anything that comes with it. You don't ever have to doubt that—not for a second."
Her lips parted, but no words came. Her eyes still silently questioning, clinging to the thread of worry that always seemed to live just beneath her surface. I leaned closer, pressing my forehead to hers, speaking low, just for her.
"You've been my world for a long time now. Nothing about that scares me. If anything, it's the only thing I'm certain of. You and me—that's the part of my life that makes sense. That always feels right. That I never have to question."
Her breath caught, her hand lifting to touch mine where it rested on her face. She blinked once, twice, and I could see my words were settling into place. Then, slowly, her lips lifted slightly at the corners into a faint, almost shy smile.
"It's more like... I want to do this right. For you. For our baby. I've never wanted something more than I want to be the best man I can be—for both of you."
"Baby, you already are an extraordinary man. You're everything I've ever needed or wanted and so much more." She reached for my hand, guiding it to rest over her stomach. The gesture wasn't new, but somehow it felt even more meaningful this time. "I already know you're going to be the absolute best husband, the best dad. That's one thing I'm certain of and never have to question."
