Falling for my little devil💕

Chapter 10 (last part)

If someone asked Jimin to describe his wedding day, he'd say absolute mayhem, but in the most beautiful way.

It had been six months of dating—six months of Jungkook teasing him, stealing his food, holding him close, and making him feel like the most precious person in the world.

And now, they were about to get married.

But first, they had to survive the wedding preparations.

When Jungkook thought about wedding planning, he imagined Jimin and his mother fighting over every single detail.

What he didn't expect was for them to become best friends and team up against him.

"This is my wedding, too!" Jungkook protested as he watched Jimin and his mother debate flower arrangements like two military generals.

Jimin ignored him. "Okay, so I'm thinking cherry blossoms for a soft, romantic feel."

Mrs. Jeon nodded. "Cherry blossoms are lovely! But how about a mix with white roses?"

"Oh, that would look gorgeous!" Jimin clapped excitedly.

Jungkook crossed his arms. "Did you two not hear me?"

Jimin turned to him sweetly. "Oh, Kook, you don't have to worry about details. Just show up and look pretty."

Mrs. Jeon patted Jungkook's cheek. "Sweetheart, let the professionals handle this."

Jungkook groaned. "I'm literally the groom!"

Jimin grinned. "And yet, your opinion is irrelevant."

Jungkook looked to his father for help. Mr. Jeon simply shook his head. "Son, I learned years ago that it's easier to let them win."

Jungkook was defeated before the war even started.

Jimin had a foolproof plan to wake up early, meditate, have a light breakfast, and get ready like a graceful prince.

Instead, he overslept, tripped on his way out of bed, and nearly cried when he saw his reflection.

"My hair looks like a bird's nest!" Jimin shrieked.

The stylist gasped dramatically. "Oh, no. This is worse than I thought."

"WE CAN FIX IT, RIGHT?!"

"Yes, yes, of course! But it will take time!"

Meanwhile, Jungkook was facing his own crisis.

Taehyung stormed into his room, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"HYUNG. THE RINGS."

Jungkook's heart stopped. "What about the rings?"

"...They're gone."

Jungkook lost it. "TAEHYUNG, YOU HAD ONE JOB!"

"We had them last night! But then we got snacks, and I think I put them somewhere, but I don't remember where!"

"You THINK?!"

Yoongi, his cousin, who was sipping his morning coffee in the corner, casually said, "You're doomed."

"I AM NOT DOOMED!" Jungkook yelled, already tearing through his belongings.

"Jimin's gonna kill me," Taehyung whispered.

Jungkook grabbed him by the collar. "Correction: I am going to kill you first."

After twenty minutes of chaos, the rings were found... in the refrigerator.