Beauty in white. | Ksj•Kth

16.

"If I could give you my heart only then you'd know how much you own it."

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Seokjin was coyly playing with his white veil as Taehyung was carrying him in bridal style, walking towards the enormous Victorian-style manor of the Kims.

Jimin and mother were still at the wedding venue wrapping up by collecting gifts, envelopes, greeting cards, bouquets, and paying caterers and wedding planners for having gorgeous fairytale-like themed decoration, staying up to the expectations they had.

Seokjin's mind was filled with nervousness, excitement of a new life as the spouse of Kim Taehyung. A little fear as well for not knowing how to keep a man happy along with his family and with some shyness for thinking of what's gonna happen now, staying here for his whole life, in this new place.

When will he get used to this place or will he miss his old house?

He had already shed a good amount of tears while bidding his parents goodbye but still couldn't stop thinking of them.

He knows Taehyung is a gentleman, he is kind, thoughtful, caring, and loving. He promised Jin's mother to love his son till the last breath and Taehyung is a man of his words, so Seokjin won't feel cold, here. But, still this nervousness won't go away because he had never met any person who belonged to the elite.

He hopes he doesn't have any low upsetting habits (even though he is said to have the most gentle and neat manners despite growing up in low low-middle-class class family, but he is unsure of it now) and if he does have then he is willing to change anything as long as he keeps his husband happy.

But that doesn't worry him as much as now that they're heading older's room. Where they'll be sharing the same bed, the bed of the person who is now intensely staring at him.

A hot pink blush was slathered on Seokjin's cheeks as those sharp eyes were boring into him and a small faint playful smile curled up on the older's handsome chiseled face tingling Jin's insides. Jin shyly smiled not daring to look at him, but if he looks upon him then makes sure to tear the gaze away quickly.

Taehyung gently kicked the door open of his bedroom, staring at the empty room filled with scented candles. Berries and vanilla scent soothe the mind. The candles that dimly lit the room with a romantic atmosphere that was more impressive with rose petals lying on the huge bed.

A pink rose bouquet was there on the side table, with a note written. 'Be gentle on my son-in-law." Taehyung chuckled lightly shaking his head at his mother's silly message.

He gently placed Jin on the soft bed, brushing his bangs sweetly, his heart bouncing for the beauty on his bed, right now. His stomach twirled inside as when Seokjin bit his lower lip. Never phantomed that he would agree upon this marriage and that too such a kind, beautiful, and meek man. He feels his chest tighten in anticipation of what will happen on his bed. Hope he doesn't lose his mind and faint.

Seokjin's eyes were on his lap, his white satin shirt shimmering in the candlelight, while his hands still clutching on Taehyung's coat. Older kept his hands on either side of Jin, caging him and leaning closer to see the adorable flushed face of the younger, staring at him with his wide doe eyes.

Taehyung pushed him gently, making him lie flat on his back, with his hands fiddling with his shirt nervously for the older man who is looking hot with his alpha expressions. His stomach curled inside as Taehyung's large hand caressed his clothed waist. He never imagined that he would see his husband wearing this face, holding these intentions, making his body feel funny; if he knew he would have prepared himself for now he must be looking awkward, sitting and staring at anything but Taehyung.