Deranged | Jimin

Epilogue pt.1: Wedding

"Yoongi proposed to you!?" I exclaimed in surprise when I walked into Eunjung's office one morning and received that news. She and Yoongi took a few days off and she just returned to work.

Eunjung nodded with excitement and flashed that massive diamond ring on her left ring finger. She obviously could not contain her happiness; she had the brightest smile on her face I had even seen. I could've sworn I could even see shimmers of tears in her eyes.

"I still can't believe this is finally happening!" She swallowed as she once again stared at that shining stone on her hand. I had to say, it was probably the biggest and most beautiful diamond I had ever seen in my life. It was a lot bigger than any that I've seen on sale in those jewelry shops. The intricate design of that ring only asscentuated its beauty instead of shifting attention away.

"How did he do it?" I asked, eager to know more about this perfect love story.

"He first booked out a whole Michelin restaurant, where we had our first date, to ourselves last night, then he flew me out to New York in our jet. We went to the Time Square and... and..." Eunjung was smiling so much she couldn't continue.

"And?" I urged her on.

"He bought all the big billboards around the square and used them to spell out 'Will you marry me?'."

"He is so extra!" I laughed.

"I know, I love it!"

"You are a lucky woman, I tell you," I said.

"I know I am. I love Yoongi so much."

Jimin was right, I was literally getting diabetes from this couple's sweetness.

"Have you started thinking about the wedding yet?"

"Of course I have! I was so happy I couldn't sleep last night, so I just used the time to start planning."

Since I was leaning forward on her desk, my diamond J necklace was dangling in front of my. Eunjung glanced at it and smirked. "What about you? When will your wedding be?"

"I..." I got a bit embarrassed and looked away. "I don't know. Is Jimin the type to be tied down?"

"I'm sure he will say something soon. In the five years I've been friends with him, I've never seen him express more emotion than when he is around you. He loves you. And when it's your wedding, be sure to invite me..."

"Of course! Is that even a question?"

"...Because I am asking to you be my Maid of Honour."

Haha, I must have heard wrong. "Sorry?"

"Yerin, be my Maid of Honour."

I only sat there and blinked a few times. "Me? You sure?"

"Yes, I am sure. I don't have many female friends since it's hard to meet any through my line of work. It is rare to meet someone in a similar position as me, and especially rare that we get on so well."

I closed my jaw and quickly nodded. "Yes, of course! I'd love to be!"

"Good, because I've already planned our weekend."

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When Eunjung said she had already planned what we were going to do this weekend, I didn't expect the schedular to be this full. In two days we looked for a designer for her wedding dress, looked for the bridesmaids' dresses, started to think about the cake, stared to write up a guest list, and started to look for places where it could take place. By the end of the weekend I was exhausted, yet Eunjung seemed to somehow have more energy than when she started.