Little Cub (TaeJinKook) ✅

Epilogue (M)

“You good?”

“Why wouldn’t I be good?”

“You just...you seem a little nervous.”

Jimin rolled his eyes as Taehyung shrugged. “I’m not nervous. For the last time.”

Taehyung giggled, pulling Jimin into a tight hug. “I’m excited for you, Jiminie. And if you’re not nervous, like you say you aren't, then I’ll be nervous for you. Like holy fuck, you’re getting married!” Taehyung released Jimin and began dancing around the room, smiling happily and being overjoyed.

“Yeah, no thanks to you.”

“Excuse the fuck you? The only reason this was possible was because of me you under appreciative dick!” The male screeched. “You never would’ve been able to go to Japan and see Lin if I hadn’t set you up!” Jimin burst out into laughter, holding his hands up.

“Okay, Okay. You got me there. I surrender. You’re right, I really wouldn’t have gotten anywhere without you.” Taehyung nodded, satisfied. Suddenly, someone opened the door and both men turned.

“Are either of you ready? Because the only thing I’ve really heard were you two messing around. Jimin, you’re getting married in less than ten minutes and you don’t even have a tie on yet.”

“Sorry. Sorry, this little flee here kept distracting me.

“Flee!? That’s it, I’m not your best man anymore. Find someone else.” Taehyung stomped to the door and threw himself onto Jin, who had come to check on them. “He hurt my feelings Hyungie!” The male whined, his eyes wide. Jin chuckled.

“The two of you…” he sighed and shook his head. Someone looked over Jin’s shoulder suddenly.

“Hey, I just came to get Jimin. Everyone’s seated and waiting.”

“Right. Okay.” Jimin took in a deep breath. “I can do this.”

“So you are nervous.”

“You little bitch—“

“We have to go! Come on!”

-

“Wow.” Jimin smiles, holding a glass of wine as he watched his new wife talking and laughing with some of her friends.

“I know. Taehyung would look so gorgeous in that gown, wouldn’t he?” Jimin huffed, rolling his eyes at Jungkook, who was standing beside him.

“No, you idiot.”

“So you’re saying he wouldn’t look good in that dress?”

“I wasn’t even talking about Taehyung!” Jimin groaned. “Honestly, I wouldn’t have invited you guys if Taehyung wasn’t my best friend.”

Jungkook merely shrugged. “I’m still your boss. You needed my permission to get married anyway.”

“You never would’ve rejected it.”

“How do you know?”

“Because Taehyung is my best friend. Taehyung controls you. Therefore….I feel like I control you a little bit.” Jimin smiled.

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“What would happen if I went over to Taehyung and told him you were ogling one of the bridesmaids?”

“You wouldn’t.”

Jimin merely shrugged. “Taehyung would ignore you, have some fun with Jin without you just to spite you, and you would become a sad, little dejected bunny.”