Colour | Jungkook √

thirty three

YOONRA

"Tie you up in bed."

Immediately I pushed his hands away from me. I wanted to opened my mouth and said something but my mind wasn't obeying me.

"Oh? You can't get away now.." he smirked.

"H-Hey...come on..." I stuttered while moving backwards.

My butt was colliding with the bed sheet and my tied legs were helping me moving since I was handcuffed. My actions came to a halt when my back was getting contact with the cold wall.

"Don't be scared, babe," he moved crawled on the bed, moving closer and closer each time, "let's have fun."

"N-No...Jeon..Go-Go Away.......JEON JUNGKOOK!" I yelled at the last part.

Suddenly his hand cupped over my mouth area, "shhhh.....quiet. I'm just joking, I didn't expect you to be this loud."

"Then why were you planning to trick me at first, shithead?" I rolled my eyes while avoiding eye contact with him, "release me now."

"No, not yet," he said while hopping off the bed and leaned against the wall.

"Why? Just take this away!" I said while struggling to remove the handcuffs away.

Seriously? I thought I was rescued but actually I'm not. I was literally moved to another place only. Still kidnapped by him.

"So you saved me from there just to kidnapped me again?" I scoffed, couldn't believe the broad-shouldered guy was helping Jungkook to kidnapped me. Indeed an obeying dog.

"At least better than getting kidnap by Eunji," he said while crossing his arms.

So it was Eunji huh? Tch.

"I don't care. Don't you have to go to the church right now? Your fiancé is waiting for you," I said bitterly.

"Nah. I don't like her," he went on, "I want you to be my bride."

I was shocked and my eyes immediately widen. What did he just said? My jaw dropped as I looked into his eyes.

"Yeah. So...would you be my bride?" He asked again, shoving his hands to his pocket.

"What?" I frowned, "are you freaking serious?"

"Yes I am."

"No you aren't," I went on, "you're probably drunk now.....Go to the church I bet Eunji is waiting there for you."

He maintained silence, eyes locking on me...or to be exact, his eyes were staring into my eyes.

"W-What..Don't just stare at me. Quick, get your ass on and move to the church," I rose both of my hands over my chest, "and please remove this."

"That's why I handcuffed you and tied you up. I knew you won't accept this. I have to make you my bride. If not until then, I won't release you," he said, walking over and sat beside me.

"And, don't worry about the pictures that displace out there. I've already asked Jin to change it when it's the right time. Also, the speech from the priest will change as well. Everything is ready for us, if only I could earn a 'yes' from you, " he said.

I slightly moved away from him, even if it was just one inch, I would like to do so. Again, I felt weird and insecure.

Somehow I wanted to be his bride and just straightaway marry him but at the same time, the other side of me kept denying this fact.

Because I know I'll get hurt.

"Yoonra, remember when you left that time? I was seriously not myself anymore. I got really frustrated, being messy and didn't care to style myself up. I didn't even wanted to go out and meet the people. All I know is that I can't live without you. Although I don't actually act it all out, but I really mean it. I've always wanted to tell you, Cha Yoonra, that I love you."

After he said that three words, my hands clutched the bedsheet and for once I had the urge to drop my tears, but I held back in. 

'I know because I love you so much as well.'  God knows how much I wanted to spit this sentence out. But Eunji likes him, and they are going to be married as well. I couldn't be that selfish.

While I was fighting internally, Jungkook came over with a shiny, white gown and placed infront of me on the bed.

"Wear this. It took me hours to find the best one for you. Don't waste my hard work," he smiled warmly, that pierced through my heart.

My eyes finally filled with tears. My thumb spontaneously wiped off the excess that stained the corner of my eye. I could barely accept this fact. He actually said that all out.

I pursed my lips and calmed down...

"Jeon Jungkook, promise me that you'll never leave me alone, and you'll love me till the end of our lives. Also, promise me that you'll never let me walk alone in the future," I said.

He was shocked with my words. He then gulped and said, "y-yeah of course, I promise---"

Without letting him finish his words, I interrupted, "and...before that, I want to clarify something. First, Taehyung isn't my husband and he's Bomi's. Second, Hansung...he is my adopted child--"

"Yeah I know, I know," he trimmed off my sentence. Unexpectedly, he wasn't that shocked.

I showed him the how-the-hell-you-know face. He chuckled and scratch the back of his head.

"Uhh...I trust you. You aren't that kind of person, right? Even so, you must have reasons behind everything. I know I won't fall for the wrong person ain't it?"

"Jungkook..." My heart soften, a lot.

"It's alright. I may not be showing out but deep inside I crave for you. Just remember to have faith in me, that's all I request for you," he said.

I took a deep breath, "where's the washroom, I have to change."

With that, I held the gown between my hands and stood up, planting my most delighted smile for him.

Who cares if I'm selfish for now? Who cares if everyone hates me because of being his wife? Who cares what my parents or his parents will be thinking about me? Who cares the world if it hates me?

Because I know, I love him, even if I get hurt again and again.