〖 PRESENT 〗
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[ 𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 ]
It was the day of Jimin and Y/n's wedding. Hundreds of invites had been sent out to their friends, colleagues, and even celebrities, which are all expected to attend the most anticipated day in South Korea.
Jimin was in his dressing room of the wedding venue, feeling nervous about the big day. He has great hope everything goes well, but extremely elated to finally marrying the love of his life.
He has been trying to calm his nerves, but it only got worst as time got closer to the wedding ceremony. But as nervous as he was, he wanted to ensure he enjoyed every moment of this special day that he never thought would ever come. It was the day he makes y/n his wife and to finally begin a new chapter in his life with her as a married couple.
"Aye!" A sudden loud voices came into the room, interrupting the silence of Jimin. He turned around and realized it was Yoongi and Namjoon walking in their black and white suit with so much energy in them.
Yoongi took a good look of Jimin in his groom suit and his face lit up in full excitement. "Damn okay, I see you!"
"Ahhh Jiminah!" Namjoon shouts, jumping up and down walking towards him.
"That's my boy!" Yoongi excitedly gave Jimin a hug to express his respect and joy for him.
Namjoon hugged him right after, then examined Jimin. "You looking good bro! Congrats!"
"I never thought this day would come but here we are!" Yoongi teased him.
Jimin chuckled at the two's reaction towards him. He just knew the reception was going to be thrilling if this was already their energy.
"How are you feeling, bro?" Namjoon asked, as he placed his hands into his pocket.
Jimin didn't know who to pick between Yoongi and Namjoon as his best man, so he made them battle it out in video games, and Yoongi ended up winning.
"Uh...I'm not gonna lie." Jimin sighed and tensely smiled. "I'm starting to feel a little nervous." He pressed his hand onto his anxiously beating heart as he chuckled.
"Don't worry, you got this." Yoongi patted Jimin's back. "Plus, I'm right there with you. So if you get emotional, you'll have my shoulder to cry on."
Jimin and Namjoon chuckled together, but Jimin's expression soon turned gloomy remembering something. He was remembering his mother, Yumi. He was wishing she could be there to witness this special day.
"Enjoy this day bro," Namjoon expressed with a wide smile, flashing his dimples. "I know you have been looking forward to this and I know how much you love her from the very beginning and now she's going to be all yours."
Jimin smiled from his words, but there was hint of sadness in his smile. "Thanks hyung. I appreciate both of you." He heaved a stressful sigh. "I'll try to enjoy every moment of it. But until the ring goes onto her finger, I can't have my guard down yet."
"Don't worry, everything is covered." Namjoon reassured him, as he showed him the inside of his black jacket, revealing a pistol.
"I got your back too and I'm taking this Best Man duty seriously." Yoongi opened his suit and showed the pistol hiding inside as well.
"Bro, you're only the Best Man by default," Namjoon argued, still feeling sulky that he wasn't the Best Man.
"Namjoon, don't worry once I get married I'll make you my Best Man," Yoongi chuckled.
"Okay, so I guess I'll never be a Best Man." Namjoon chuckled then looked towards Jimin. "Jimin, I've prepared a speech today and you might cry so make sure you have tissues beside you."
"As the Best Man, I also prepared a special speech that I even wrote down and it's going to be entertaining to follow up the boring speech that I know Namjoon is gonna say," Yoongi teased him.
"The wedding ceremony will be starting in about two hours," Namjoon said as he glanced down at his Rolex watch. "I'm just gonna head out for a quick smoke. I'll be back." Namjoon hugged Jimin and left out the door in a hurry.
"I just know he's just gonna check on his wife and five kids," Yoongi said half jokingly, which made Jimin laugh. "I'm gonna head out too, to check up on the security team once more making sure everything is running smoothly."
"What I tell you bro?" Jimin smirked, before Yoongi could leave. "I made sure that the second male-lead wins this time. But I think I was actually the leading male of this love story all this time."
Yoongi smiled amusingly and raised his hands up in defeat. "Okay, I gotta give that to you bro." Then his expression soften with a earnest smile. "But I'm for real happy for you. For the both of you."
"Thank you, Yoongi." They shook hands, expressing their brotherly love and respect for one another.
"I got your back bro, no matter what. But please promise me that you don't put your stress on us once marriage issues arises and when your future kids starts stressing you out," Yoongi chuckled to himself. "Because I can already see how after today, so much shit is going to change."
Jimin laughed. "I can't promise that, but I don't think nothing will change. If anything it might be less stress now that y/n will be my wife."
Yoongi chuckled. "Alright whatever you say bro, I hope you have fun tonight!"
"Oh, I definitely will have fun once the wedding ceremony and reception is all over." Jimin couldn't help but laugh. Yoongi laughed along with him and they do their handshake, feeling all kinds of excitement.
Yoongi was genuinely feeling proud and happy to see the young boy he had took care of and considered a brother, has now finally become a man and off to marry the girl he loved. Nothing makes Yoongi more happy than seeing his younger brothers, both Jimin and Namjoon happy, even if he doesn't show it as much.
Soon enough, Yoongi walked out the door and it became silent.
Jimin walked closer towards the glass wall overlooking the city of Seoul, and gazed out onto the view above. It was a bright sunny Saturday afternoon, perfect weather for the wedding. Then glanced below to see the usual busy packed Seoul streets.
He couldn't believe this day has come. He's thinking about how far he has come from the orphan boy who lost his mother at a young age. It was traumatic for him as kid to have witnessed his mother's gruesome murder, causing a lot of resentment in himself and his biological father and his friends. He grew up wanting to avenge his mother to express his anger but all that changed when he met y/n.
All he really needed was love and that love came from y/n.
As much as he tried to enjoy the moment, there was a lot of things on his mind that was bothering him. But he tries hard to push it away. He didn't want to think about it. This was his and y/n's day. If he was going to allow himself to be happy, it was going to be today.
Just then his thoughts gets interrupted by a knock on the door. He turned towards the door, wondering who it could be. If it was Namjoon and Yoongi, they would have barged it.
Jimin was already done getting ready, so who would be knocking at the door?
***
It was now an hour before the wedding ceremony. Y/n was at the dressing room of Yoona's house after sleeping the night.
Y/n was already dressed in her custom-made Vera Lang white bridal gown that sparkled from the white pearls and crystals with small pleating at the waist and layered skirt. Her hair is in an up-do style with the white lace veil around it as it fell down the floor majestically.
She glanced at her reflection on the vanity mirror, feeling like a princess in her white gown. Although, something deep down was bothering her, like something just didn't feel right. But she still continued to put a smile on her face and pressed down those feelings away.
"I truly do love Jimin, so what's not to be happy about?" She said to herself, as if she was trying to force herself to believe it.
Suddenly, y/n's mother came to check up on her daughter once again before she heads up to the venue. "Oh honey, you are so beautiful," Hina gushed at the sight of seeing her daughter. She instantly walked towards her and embraced her into her arms with tears in her eyes.
Hina pulled away to grabbed a tissue nearby and wiped away her tears but she took notice her daughter tearing up as well. "Eomma, you're making me cry and I already have my makeup done," y/n glanced up, trying to blink her tears away.
Hina chuckled with tears still in her eyes. "I'm sorry, honey. Seeing you in a wedding dress makes so happy, I'm just incredibly proud of you and how far you've come."
Y/n continuously tried blinking her tears away trying hard not to cry because once she does she knew she probably wouldn't stop.
"The day you got accepted to attend school here in Seoul, I remembered having a hard time having to let you go and to be so far away from you. It was always us two, right honey?" Hina wistfully smiled, with her eyes filling up in tears again. "I tried my best to provide for you in that small house we lived in. But at least we got the best view of the night sky in all of Boseong." She painfully laughed, making y/n melancholy smile.
"Those memories of us just enjoying the beautiful stars in the sky, it's what I always keep with me." Hina started choking up in tears. Y/n's heart broke to see her mother emotional, feeling a sense of gratitude and couldn't help but hug her once more.
"I cherish those moments too eomma and the pink bunny plushie you gave me." She chuckled, despite the tears in her eyes. "Looking up at the stars at night and that bunny, always reminded me of you and always gave me so much comfort. It's what help me during those times when I felt so lonely in this big city, where I barely knew anyone."
"But here you are now, you have many friends that love you," Hina said, as she sniffled. "And an incredible man that I know will love you to the fullest."
Y/n quickly grabbed another tissue, feeling her tears about to spill out. "I...I know eomma. Jimin had loved me more than I could ever love myself and I'm...happy to be marrying him."
"I see how much he loves you, honey." Hina grabbed onto y/n's hand to comfort her. "I don't think I can thank him enough for taking good care of you these past years. I hope he continues to be caring and loving as a husband."
"I know he will eomma." Y/n tried to hide the sadness in her voice. "I'll make sure to take good care of him too. And give him everything he deserves."
Then y/n looked at her phone and noticed the time. "Eomma, you should get going to the venue now. Yoona is already there too."
Hina sniffled and glanced at her silver watch. "Time has been going by so fast. Next thing you know I see you two off to your honey moon." She chuckled, and y/n forced a smile.
Hina gave y/n a kiss on the cheek and then a hug. But before she could get up she lifted y/n's chin noticing her downcast expression. "Honey..."
Y/n glanced up dolefully. "Yes, eomma?"
As a mother Hina already knew what her daughter was feeling, and wanted to help her out the best she could. "Before I go, I just wanted to say that you have the right to be happy and make decisions that will make you happy. You sometimes have to put yourself first to find that true happiness."
She looked up at her mother and something in her started to unwind and felt a painful tug at her heartstrings, knowing she can't turn back now.
"I'll head out to the venue now, honey." Hina got up and collected herself. "I hope to see you where your happiness is." With that said, she left the room, leaving y/n alone with her deep words.
Y/n got up to lock the door. She didn't want anyone coming in to see that she had cried. Her eyes couldn't stop tearing up and just wanted a moment to herself first.
Y/n got back to her seat and gazed back onto her reflection on the vanity mirror. Tears began to form again, but she held it back. She kept her gaze towards her reflection for a while, lost in her churning thoughts, trying to comprehend everything.
She thought back to what Taehyung had revealed to her and her mother's words and to everything that had happened. But her mind brought her back to the other night when she went back to her old neighborhood.
Being there only brought out memories stored in her heart—it was memories of Jimin. He had brought her back there before. Before they head off to Japan, he wanted to get to know her and had actually taken her to places nearby and walked the streets of her neighborhood together. It was a time where she felt genuine happiness in a long while after what she had gone through. That was the moment she saw hope in living—it was all because of Jimin.
A genuine placid smile appeared on her face with the thought of Jimin. His affectionate bright smile always warmed her heart.
"Who wouldn't love, Jimin?" She asked herself with a smile growing on her face as her eyes filled up in tears. But eventually her heavy heart filled with guilt was slowly lifting away to happiness. "I think I'm the luckiest woman in the world to be marrying him."
But just then there was a knock on her door, startling her from her deep thoughts. She glanced at the time to check if it was now time to leave. But she still had twenty minutes.
The person knocked again but this time tried to open it. But the door was locked.
Y/n sighed in frustration as she got up. She really didn't want anyone to see her right now, knowing her eyes and nose are swollen from crying.
Y/n unlocked the door and slowly opened it about to tell the guard that she'll be out soon and needed only a couple more minutes.
But the door opened revealing a person she didn't expect to see standing at her dressing room.
Was she dreaming?
She couldn't believe it.
The person standing infront of her was Jeon Jungkook.