Chapter 6 🔥🔥🔥

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Jungkook's POV

Today is the day finally, my wedding. It's been a about two months since my encounter with the detective in our home. I have been more than a little moody lately, and trying to stay under the radar. That stupid detective and his goons were everywhere. Chantel and I have been friendly and not the kind that was helping my mood. I have not had sex in months, and its killing me. I have been honoring my vows since I realized I made them.

None of that matters today, none of it. Today I remarry my wife, while we are both conscience and consenting. "Hey Kookie, come back to us man." Tae slaps me in the back of the head. "Damn why did I invite you again?" I rub the back of my head while my other brother's laugh. As the youngest I am used to them all picking on me and teasing me all the time.

"Kookie you have been real bitchy lately, are you OK?" That is Jin the oldest and always concerned about everyone. "He needs to get laid and he'll be fine." A few of the guys laugh with Tae at his annoyingly accurate bad joke.

"I will be OK tomorrow," I smile and look at him. "At least I remembered to marry her before I get her pregnant." I chuckled as he blushed, "Not nice Kookie," Namjoon's smile softens the blow of his words but his point was made. Apparently none of us is going to find a girl and get married the right way.

"So you just have to one up me Kookie? I spent a couple weeks planning my wedding and you spend a couple months" Tae smiles and throws his arm over my shoulder. "You get all of us together and still manage to have extra people show up." I smile "You're damn right and I'm not done yet." We laugh as Dad gives us the evil eye for our language in church. Suga puts his hand on my back and guides me into the hall that leads to the church. "It's time little one, let go get you married with witnesses this time."

As I enter the church it looks amazing. Everywhere you look there are bouquets of white flowers with pops of a dark pink flowers. There are whites and gold swags of fabrics tied with dark pink bows that match the flowers. I can't believe I am about to be married, to a woman I am still getting to know. I honestly can't think of anywhere else I would rather be or anyone I would want to be with right now though.

When I make it to the front, I see the minister. I look out and see my family and friends. All the people that have watched me grow and helped shape me into the man that I am today. It feels like I have been up here forever and begin to get a bit fidgety. I feel the minister rub my shoulder as the music begins to play.

A/N: Wedding song is "For You" by Kenny Latimore

My brothers are all dressed like me in black tuxedos with a matching bow ties and white button downs. The dark pink flower on their lapels match the pink of their wives dress. My flower was ivory like my brides dress.

The wedding song we chose begins to play and we straighten up. First the Bridesmaids and groomsmen come out. They make their way towards me and take their places.

 They make their way towards me and take their places

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