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"Why is he in here? I thought it was bad luck for the groom to see the bride? Oh wait, no this is good." You stop yourself as you thinking hard about what you just said.

You mother fondled with your hair, ignoring your statement. You couldn't wait to escape this and ditch this man in the dirt. He said 3 months and it had already been a week since. He hasn't done anything. It was like making a promise but not keeping it.

You roll yours with disgust, seeing Jungkook grin from the mirror. You averted your eyes, pushing your mothers hands away from your hair.

"I can do this myself, I don't need help."

She sighed, nodding and walking away. You didn't mean to hurt her feelings, however she's getting overly excited about something that will not last.

Your mother exited the room, letting you do the work of your hair. "I should just leave and ditch this wedding."

Clearly Jungkook heard your statement since he's now sitting down just next to you. You easily brushed off his existence and continued what you were doing.

The now red haired male leaned into the table, slightly blocking you from seeing yourself in the mirror. Noticing this very quickly, you stopped what you were doing and looked at him, giving him the attention that he's been fighting for.

"Leave, I don't need you here bothering me" instead of moving, his lips raised to form a smirk. You didn't enjoy what he's been planning inside that brain of his.

"Has anyone ever told you you look really beautiful up close?"

You weren't going to lie at the fact that little stupid remark he just made, gave you the butterflies.

You played it off and clicked your tongue with annoyance, going back to fixing your hair. You didn't need a distraction. You just needed to ignore and pretend he's not even there. Don't even look at him and you'd be fine.

"I know I am, stupid." You remark as you watch him pull away once more to stand up. 

"I'll see you at the alter. Don't try running." You continue to roll your eyes as you watch him leave through the mirror. "Whatever." You mutter silently just as the door closes.

He was really starting to get under your skin. At the end of the day. They never did mention how long you'd have to be in this arranged marriage.












"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

The girl grits her teeth, shooting him a glare in warning. He smirks, leaning slowly before whispering to her ear.

"Remember this Y/n. In the end, I always get what I want. And what I want after this?" He chuckles softly.

"Is little feet running around my house by the end of next year."

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