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"Why am I here? I must be crazy."
Jung Kook asked himself as he took a deep breath. He was standing in front of a hall looking dashing with his black suit. His hands in his pockets while just staring at the door ornamented with white snapdragons and tulips. Everyone else in the hall and even outside looked fancy and very happy for the occasion, your wedding.
"Are you the best man?", asked a middle-aged woman who seemed to be the wedding organizer. "Are you Mr. Jeon?", she asked again.
"Ahh, yes", he answered and bowed slightly. The organizer then bowed back.
“Yes. I am the best man, Jeon Jung Kook."
"Ah!~", the organizer answered with a smile of relief. "The bride has been waiting for you. She seems to be really anxious. Please follow me and I'll lead you the way to her room”, she said and continued walking.
Jung Kook, having no option to decline, followed her and saw himself in front of a door few minutes after. "The ceremony will start in an hour so you have enough time to talk. I'll just send someone to get you", said the organizer and left.
Jung Kook stood in front of the door for a minute. His mind was chaotic. His emotions were gushing like a waterfalls flowing throughout his veins. He was nervous. He was numb for a moment. Can he do this? Can he be the best man on his best friend's wedding? On your wedding? The only one that he loves? Can he give you away that easily without even trying to fight for you? There were so many questions.
In his mind, this could be a good chance. He could ask you to run away with him or just kidnap you if you refuse. This is the last chance he has to confess everything about his feelings towards you. So, what’s going on and what’s going to happen?
"Ah, dammit." He whispered and closed his eyes. He was trying to ready a smile. He was trying to be the best friend he has to be. He was trying to be happy, at least for you on your very special day.
He opened the door and saw you sitting in front of the dresser looking amazing with your couture white gown. You were alone in the room and you were just staring at your reflection, contemplating in your mind what's about to happen, what's going to happen exactly the way you want it. When Jung Kook opened the door, you were a bit surprised, especially with his dashing look brought by the suit that you personally chose for his physique.
You looked at his reflection on the mirror as the door was just behind you. He looked at you, too, looking stunned at how beautiful you were.
"What's this? Are you just going to stare at me?" You said trying to start a conversation as you stood and faced him. "I am beautiful, right? Just like a princess I've always dreamed to be." You said and smiled at him while playing the skirt of your splendid gown. But in all honestly, you were really nervous.
Jung kook then snapped out from being stunned. He cleared his throat and smiled back. "Of course... you are" he answered. He finally entered the room and was about to close the door when you spoke behind him.
"I can't do this." You said with the voice of resentment. Upon hearing it, he closed the door and locked it. "I can't marry him just because... just because of business. I can't marry someone I don't love. I can't marry... your brother", you said.
He faced you. Looked at your tearing and pleading eyes and rushed to you. He cupped your face with his soft pair of palms. His face was so close to yours that you can see his eyes and you became worried because they were blank.
