HIS: Princess (Seokjin) | {Book 7} ✔️

{XXXIX}

"Mama! Mama!" Su gasped as her eyes widened as her eyes stared at her mother.

Damn...

"Uh, papa are you...crying?" Su asked, when she turned to me, noticing my sweaty eyes. I blinked it away quickly.

"Hahaha, he's crying! Uncle Jin is crying!" Hyuk was chortling. The punk sounded more like Yoongi everyday...

"No I'm not!" I was crying, but I didn't want to admit it. "I'm just sweating from my eyes."

"Jin...this is just the first dress. How are you going to get through the others?" Kitten sighed as she handed me the tissues she carried in her handbag. It was new I could tell, the leather newly gleaming and smooth, flawless. Probably Yoongi's birthday gift to her.

"There's more?" I gasped as I saw Princess with a blush. "I thought this was it."

I was horrified. How was I supposed to handle it? All the dresses...and her in them? My heart can't take all this...

"This is the first one, Jin." Princess shushed as she tried to calm me down, her pretty little smile shining.

"But you're so beautiful." I gasped, her eyes looking away from me, but her cheeks were rosy. She looked wonderful in this dress, the white, off shoulder, pale white princess dress.

"Jin, you're so sappy." Angel sighed as she settled her phone down. She brought Flower with her. "And clingy."

The two had grown close since Taehyung would be at the office if not at home. Flower was rather clingy too, but they still weren't official yet. I don't know what they were waiting for. But as long as the two were happy, I think that was fine.

"Hmm, you're calling me clingy?" I asked as I was distracted. In that moment Princess went back inside the booth with Little Princess who had chosen the next dress for her to try. "You?"

"What's with the sass?" Angel retorted. "And what about me?"

"You can't leave Hoseok alone." I quarreled back.

"If you're talking about that one time when I went ballistic, it was because of that loose-ass beee-yotch," after a cough from Baby and Kitten whose children were also here, but the bitterness and bite was still there, "that...I...besides after that she doesn't even think about coming near my husband."

"You're quite clingy Jin." Baby also inserted. I looked at her in pure betrayal. She shrugged as she continued looking around at other dresses with Flower.

Bunny didn't say anything because Jungkook was always—all the time—clingy.

"Poor Princess...", Dollface added to the fire, "her husband's going to be clingy, overbearing, and...dirty minded."

"What?" I was speechless. It was coming from the lady who wanted to defile our rice cake.

"You're the kinkiest of them all." I narrowed my eyes at Bunny.

"Me?" I gasped, feeling betrayed by her words. "Uh...you know Jungkook's the worst."

"Jumgkook's the youngest." Angel reasons, which didn't really make sense. "He's innocent—kind of—by default."

Nobody was listening to me. I was insulted. How could I be the dirtiest? What about our youngest, Jimin and Yoongi...? Why was it me?

"I'm pure!" I claimed.

Everyone blinked. They all had a look of disbelief before they began laughing.

"Pure my ass." Angel snorted but as Princess came out, she went to focus on her. "Oh, that one is pretty."

They all hummed in agreement.

I wanted them to admit that I was innocent but my curiosity to see Princess pulled me aside.

And my God, I fainted.