9: COMMOTION

"I don't," she said through the microphone.

People started to whisper among themselves, chattering, asking each other what the hell was going on.

You on the hand was frozen, batting your lashes for a few times, trying to understand what you just heard, you could almost hear your fast heartbeat ramming on your ears.

An apparent shock was written all over Jungkook's face.

He was red.

His eyes were ablaze and you knew any moment now he'll definitely burst.

Taehyung's grip on your hand finally loosened and you heard him sigh. He was sitting at the edge of the pew nearest to the aisle which gave him a good view of the bride who was now strangely eyeing him.

He shrugged it off.

Maybe she's looking elsewhere.

Taehyung looked at you and asked with his concerned voice, "Are you okay Y/N?"

You turned your head, ready to answer him when your eyes widen seeing an empty seat beside you.

Looking at the middle of the aisle, you saw the bride hand in hand with your best friend as she dragged him out of the wedding hall.

"Taehy--."

"Y/N!" A loud call for your name sent shivers down your spine and before you even know it, you were being dragged towards the hall's secret room located at the right side from where you were seated.

Jungkook pushed you inside the dark room while simultaneously banging the door close behind you.

It was too dark but you could feel his body dangerously close to yours while he pressed your shoulders on the cold door.

"What did you do this time huh?!" His voice was trembling, an evident rage could be sense from his tight grip on you to his heavy deep breaths.

"What--."

"F*ck that! You planned all this!" He said, voice full of anger and restrain as he tried to keep his voice into a minimal, "what did you tell her?"

"I didn't!"

He grabbed hold of your chin, pulling it upward so you could catch his blazing eyes.

It's as if you didn't know him.

He's different.

Those eyes.

They're full of anger.

Though the room was dark, you could still see his orbs staring down at you with the help of the light seeping under the threshold. He was too close to you that you could feel his hot breath touching your lips and smell his faint perfume through your nostrils.

Why is he being like this?

It's breaking your heart.

Unknowingly a single tear rolled down from the side of your eyes down to your cheeks, and maybe you just imagined it but you thought Jungkook's eyes softened.

"Don't think you could have anyone you want Y/N," he suddenly blurted out letting go of your chin and placing both of his hands on either side of your head blocking your exit.

"What are you even saying?"

"I told you I wanted to see our grandchildren running around the house when we are old and wrinkled," he sighed letting his head hang low hiding his face from your view, you weren't sure but you thought you saw tears from his eyes which soon landed on the floor.

"But you-- that child," he was trembling, fisting his knuckles that was resting on the door behind you as if trying to keep himself together.

"Jungkook, hear me out."

"You didn't even wait for a year before finding someone to keep you warm at night."

"Jungkook!"

"And it has to be my best friend."

"That child is---."

A loud banging on the door stopped you from what you were about to say.

Jungkook immediately pulled you away from the door and pushed you at the far back of the room.

"I'll get out first," he said, "just follow after a few minutes. I cannot be seen with you."

Ouch.

Your heart tightened as you sat on the floor looking at his back on you.

"Open up Jungkook!" The voice of his uncle echoed from the other side of the door.

"What?" Jungkook opened the door and faced his uncle with a blank expression.

"You--. Someone saw you entered here with a gir--."

"Have you seen it yourself?"

"I--."

"You should have made sure that that Nica wouldn't do anything stupid like that. You just made a fool out of me in front of all those people!"

His voice was loud and strong as he walked passed his uncle while purposely bumping his shoulder to the man.

The loud thud of the door as it closed made you jumped a little bit. You wanted to get out of there but you did what you were told, you sat on the corner waiting until the noises outside to vanish trying your best to hold the tears that were threatening to fall.

—

She opened the door to her suite and threw Taehyung in before closing the door behind.

They were both catching their breaths. She let her body rest by the door while Taehyung hold on to his knees for support.

"What the hell?!" Taehyung blurted still panting.

As few seconds of silence, he straightened up and looked at the woman in front of him.

Damn it.

She's beautiful.

And her wearing that elegant looking white wedding dress only intensified the ramming of his heart on his chest at the moment.

But the way she looked at him made him sense that she was irritated or mad at something.

She walked towards him stumping her feet at the process and as soon as she were close enough...

Nica pulled Taehyung's collar and looked straight at his eyes.

"This is all your fault. Now take responsibility," she said.

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