Colour | Jungkook √

twenty nine

JUNGKOOK

I crossed my legs and scrolling through social medias. I yawned and blinked my eyes a few times. I was feeling so bored at the moment.

"Ah...this one?" Eunji asked.

I ignored, obviously, and kept on staring at my phone screen. She seemed to get angry and I knew she was rolling eyes behind me.

"Hey...Kookie-ah..." she called again.

I rose my head and looked up, facing a mirror sticking against the wall. That made me see Eunji's reflection. The white wedding gown was on her and she kept spinning around to look at herself, with a wide grin planting on her face.

Uhum. She thinks she is pretty.

"Don't call me Kookie. I've told you many times," I said before sinking deeper to the couch again, with my phone.

"Ah...I'm sorry," she paused, "I should call you honey from now on."

"No. Just call me Jungkook," I said insolently.

Honey? I'm not as sweet as that to let her call me 'honey'.

"Why..." she whined and pouted, " we are going to marry soon! And we are basically husband and wife now."

"Wait for the day we finally marry together then you may call me that. But anything before that, no," I said.

Just when she was about to protest, a worker came over and brought a few more gowns for me. And of course, Eunji's eyes filled with sparkle and made her way to get the gowns for me.

She examined the gowns carefully and chose the best among them and placed it infront of me.

"Look. It looks smart on you, try it," she nudged my arm.

I took a quick glare at my gowns. I was amazed. Amazed by how she could managed to choose such ugly ones. She absolutely have bad taste in everything.

I stood up lazily, and went over to the gown section and chose one. Eventhough I simply chose one but it was still so much better than her choice.

I held it and showed the worker, "can I try this, instead of...those?" I pointed the gowns that were in Eunji's embrace.

"U-Um...Yeah s-sure...." the worker stuttered.

The worker seemed a bit nervous and confused since it was out of his expectation. We are fiancés already, and I should be happy when choosing the wedding gowns. But I was doing it differently, which was rare to be seen.

I went to the fitting room and and shut closed the door. I changed myself up and looked myself in the mirror. Ajusting the collar, I admired myself. Gosh, I look handsome.

"Woah.....Perfect...Jungkook it looks amazing on you!" Eunji yelled while holding the sides of her white gown to make herself easier to walk.

"I know," I said confidently and smirked, "that's it, I picked this."

The worker beside us nodded, "credit card or cash?"

"Cash," I glared Eunji, "so are you finish choosing your wedding gown?"

"Nope. Just give me a little bit more time, okay?" She asked, supposed to earn an answer from me but before I do, she already rushed to choose.

I sighed heavily, so done with this troublesome girl. She had been fucking choosing a wedding gown for 2 hours.

--

"That's right ma boi!" Jimin slapped my nape.

"W-hat?" A confused look had shown on my face.

"About you marrying to Eunji, all I can do is to give you a big thumbs up," Jimin grinned, showing his smiling eyes.

"Huh? Why?" I questioned.

"Because Yoonra is hurting you, and don't you think that it's the right time for you to take your revenge?" Jimin said evilly.

"Nope. I never want to hurt her. It wasn't my intention and also in the future," I said.

"What the hell? Don't tell me you still like her?" Jimin squealed.

"Whether she has a husband or not, whether she has a son or not, it doesn't matter as long as I like her."

Again, I confessed my feelings towards Yoonra to Jimin. Jimin just didn't know that I hate Eunji so much.

"But next week is your freaking wedding ceremony! It's right around the corner!" Jimin shouted in disbelief. I was glad that we were in the park again, so none of the neighbourhoods would hear us.

"To be honest, I kind of regretted for accepting this marriage. And basically, this is just a business marriage between the her family and my family," I said honestly.

"But she likes you! And...if you don't like her then why would you accepting this marriage at first?" Jimin tilted his head while waiting for an answer from me.

"Like I said, marrying her wasn't my intention at all. So, instead of going with the flow and accept this marriage and even swear to the priest on the wedding ceremony...."

I went on, "....I have to do something before it gets too late."

"Wait what do you mean? I'm confused. So are you going to--" Jimin trailed off when I was about to opened my mouth.

"Yeah. But this plan requires a person, which I strongly believed that she will come," I said, looking at the sky.

"You mean Yoonra?" Jimin sort of knowing already.

"Who knows? You'll see."