"ari, just listen to me, baby." jungkook sighs for the millionth time, following the girl around her bedroom like a lost puppy, while she keeps herself busy making sure that she looks absolutely gorgeous when she steps out of the place.

with a firm glare fixed on the mirror, she leans closer to her own reflection, applying a dark red lipstick and smacks her lips. fire's almost in her eyes, shooting a warning a look to her boyfriend as soon as she feels his arm circling her waist. he steps closer from behind, trapping her in a hug that has her back pressed against his chest and he leans down to kiss her jaw gently, "i'm sorry,"

"you're ruining my makeup." aria's fuming in anger. another reason for her makeup and outfit is pretty bold, even for jungkook. on normal occasions he would've stopped her, he still wants to, but his hands are tied; so, yeah, in normal occasions, he would've stopped her or at least get her to make out with him until that dark lipstick wasn't so dark anymore. but today's not normal, and it aches not just his heart, but mind, kidney, stomach, liver— everything to see her getting ready for someone else.

jungkook knows he messed up. he should've listened to her when she told him to introduce each other to their families. only if he was fast enough, he wouldn't have to see this day when aria's family is all happy and excited to have found just the right man for her. she's engaged even! if it were anyone else jungkook would've probably took her with him and leave this place entirely, rather than watching another man putting a ring on her finger. however, sense of fraternity and brotherhood holds him tight. so tight, that he couldn't even open his mouth when he came to know that aria's mr. right was none other than his own brother.

aria's been mad ever since that day two weeks ago, for her parents didn't listen to her and jungkook was busy being a good brother and a coward before that. after her elder brother's marriage last year and her completion of college, her parents' only concern has been to find a family with good fortune that matches their standards, to marry aria and get her a well settled life.

it's ridiculous how every little thing in her family occurs only after her approval, but not really. she had the choice to marry kim taehyung in december this year, or get engaged this month and decide the wedding date herself. she also had the choice to reject him, but the grinning jungkook sitting right beside his brother, made aria think that he's the son they want her to marry. so much of freedom with such a family and a stupid boyfriend.

aria still doesn't know what had him so happy that day that he couldn't contain his cheeky smile all through the dinner.

"what time do you have to leave?"

"right now. back off." she mutters, nudging him with her elbow, making him hiss and hold her tighter. he turns her around, brows pinched in an unhappy frown, reciprocating the glare she has in store for him. "let go of me, jungkook."

"stop being like that. i said i'm sorry." he emphasises, "i really am, and i've been saying this for a month... please, baby i love you."

"and?" she crosses her arms on her chest, arching up her brows at the boyfriend, "does that change the fact that i'm gonna be your brother's wife?"

jungkook stays silent, looking down at the space between them and sighs softly. he steps closer to pull her in a hug, "i hurts me too, ari. i just can't do anything..."

"oh please, it doesn't do shit to you." she pushes him off, turning around to face the mirror again and picks up her perfume, spraying a little on her dress and inhales deeply.

"you don't believe me right now, but it's the hardest for me." jungkook looks at her reflection, leaning closer to the dresser with a soft expression, "watching the girl i love getting engaged to my brother— don't you think that's a lot to take?"

aria shrugs her shoulders, acting like she doesn't know and doesn't care either, but her next words, take jungkook by surprise, "why? aren't you happy to have me as your... what? sister-in-law? you wanted to try to kinky shit, right? are you happy now?"

"jesus..." jungkook massages his temples, breaking into a low chuckle as he shakes his head. "you're crazy, aren't you?"

"because of your stupid actions." she nods.

"well, let me help you—"

"stay away." she stops him the very moment he leans in for a kiss, making his groan and turn away entirely. he plops back on her bed, folding his arm over his eyes as he's thinking and thinking about how to solve this problem, but first how to make up for his wrong moves.

he doesn't realise his girlfriend's intentions, until she gets on top him toppling the heels on the floor and adjusts the dress on her thighs, sitting right on spot to make him groan. jungkook opens his eyes to look at her, and frowns on catching her testing her lipstick, before landing down over him and places her lips beside his, "you're such a jerk."

jungkook stares at her, his hands instinctively moving up her thighs and lips part to catch her in a kiss. this once aria doesn't protest, shutting her eyes and focuses on his lips and hands touching her body, as though memorizing every bit of it to save it somewhere in her mind. jungkook's right hand slides up her curves, caressing the side of her breasts that are flushed against his chest. his eyes fall on the milky skin, making him smirk in anticipation, for he quickly flips her over, bringing himself to hover above her and lowers his head near her collar bone without any second thought.

"ah jungkook, no marks." aria breathes out quickly, on feeling him sucking over the spot more than twice. jungkook listens and stops with any harsh action that might bruise her skin and just continues leaving soft kisses all the way down to her breast. "how many girlfriends did taehyung have before this?" she asks, laying comfortably under jungkook and wraps her arms around his neck.

"do you want me to answer that right now?" jungkook mumbles close to her skin, eyes fixed on the limited space the dress has left for him. he thinks for a second then tells all of his rationality to fuck off and tugs the fabric down with a swift motion, making aria gasp while he smirks groping soft flesh in his hand and kisses it without hesitation.

"what are you- ah..." aria giggles between a moan, hitting jungkook lightly when he flicks his tongue against her nipple, nibbling on it gently.

"he used to date a lot in college." jungkook says, answering her previous question, "but after he started working, i think two? he didn't really have any time."

"so at least he is experienced." aria mumbles with a mischievous smile, all to tease jungkook and it works. he stops with what he's doing and looks up at her face, "yeah, don't you think he could be good in bed?"

"you're dreaming a lot about him, aren't you?" he lets out a low chuckle, biting her nipple, which earns him an instant moan from aria. her eyes shut tight, arching her back especially when she feels his hand snaking between her thighs.

"ah fuck..." she chokes out, toes curling with the way jungkook skillfully presses his fingers up into the fabric.

"wanna play, baby?"

she doesn't reply, turning her head to the side to calm herself down a little, yet that doesn't subside the heavy breathing jungkook caused her. with a lazy pout, she drags her eyes back at jungkook, licking her lips, "princess..." that makes him chuckle and give her a kiss.

"very demanding," he pats her lightly over the lacy fabric of her panties, making her blush and squeeze her legs close. "mm, don't."

"don't do that."

"do what?" jungkook smirks, using his hands to keep her legs spread.

"whatever you just did."

"i didn't do anything yet."

aria shakes her head, chuckling lightly and taps on his shoulder, "get off," she smiles a little when jungkook does as she said, knowing that she's done playing. although when he gets off the bed, she pulls him back, making him sit down and takes her own seat on his lap. "hug me, jungkook."

"hey, don't be upset." jungkook circles his arm around her waist and the other strokes her cheek gently. aria leans closer in his embrace, kissing his cheek and wraps her arms around his neck.

"i don't like it when someone else touches me, jungkook. i don't want anyone to see me like this— to touch me like you do." she mumbles, "it's scary, and just really uncomfortable when i think about it."

"why are you even thinking like that? i'm always here with you, nobody will even lay a finger on you, okay?" he says softly.

"you don't understand! do you think taehyung wouldn't wanna have sex with me? okay, let's assume that i keep refusing him for a while, but what about after the wedding? we're gonna share the same room, the same bed, shower? i don't know what else."

"shit..." jungkook looks away, "i didn't even wanna think about that. i kept ignoring this do you know that?"

"do you even love me, jungkook?" aria looks at him, making him frown as he quickly goes to assure that he does love her, but she's faster to interrupt, "no, because you really make me question that. it looks like i'm the only one worried about this marriage, and you're just playing a blind to everything." she huffs, getting off his lap and fixes her dress properly and grabs her makeup stuff again, storming in to bathroom.

jungkook shuts his tightly, cursing at himself and falls back on the bed again, groaning and whining about the situation that's grinding him either sides. his brother trusts him a lot and is really excited about his wedding, because come on, aria is a beautiful girl and anyone would fall for her. jungkook can see that his brother has started liking his girlfriend as well and is happy that he's getting her as his wife. apart from some bickerings here and there between jungkook and his brother, which is very common among siblings, the boys have been particularly close with each other for as long as jungkook can remember. there's no way he can do anything to hurt taehyung.

but he can't just let aria go either. that girl is the love of his life.

"god, just fucking kill me at this point!" jungkook hisses, kicking the air, but stops on hearing aria yelling from the bathroom.

"y'know what jungkook? i'll stop caring so much about us and focus on taehyung instead! i'll meet him more often, so that i know him well by the time it's our wedding day! and you, you— you coward asshole! you be there as his best man and watch me kiss the life out of him!"

even though she's angry, her threats don't feel that scary and it makes jungkook smile, shaking his head as he gets up, hoping that she didn't lock the door. she hasn't. he enters the bathroom and kisses her cheek, "you're adorable. get ready, i'll drop you off."

"exactly what you should do. be my fucking driver because now i'm your elder brother's fiancé and that makes you my... uh what was it?"

"boyfriend, princess. i'm your boyfriend." jungkook clears it, patting her head, noticing that she's done fixing her make up again and ready to head out. "you look gorgeous, love."

"thanks," she huffs, looking away from him.

jungkook chuckles silently to himself, following after her and picks his keys from the table. aria, ahead of him, stops suddenly, making him bump into her back, pulling out an annoyed hiss from her which makes jungkook step back quickly, hands up beside his head to show that he already he gave up. she mutters something under her breath, taking out a wet tissue from her purse and pulls jungkook down.

"what?" he blinks a few times.

"do you wanna look like you made out with someone who wears red lipstick?"

"oh yeah, no." jungkook stays still, admiring the beautiful face of his girlfriend even though she seems to be mad at him. she meets his eyes eventually and jungkook steps closer, pulling her close by the waist, "i love you. you're not the only one who cares about us, baby. i'm just having a hard time right now. let's hold on for a while? i promise i'll do something before the wedding."

aria sighs softly, nodding her head and hugs him just how he wants, "please do... i say stupid things when i'm mad, but you know i don't a want man that's not you..."

"i know," jungkook hums, kissing the top of her head, "we'll figure something out, alright?"

she nods against his chest, whining in discontent and how unfair her life has turned out to be. "i don't even wanna go on this date!" she fake cries, making jungkook look away, for he too hates the fact that his girlfriend has a fancy date with someone who's not him.

"what if i can't even get there?" aria mumbles suddenly, looking up at jungkook and nods, "yeah, you— you call your friends and tell them to kidnap me. yes, that's a great idea!"

"that's a very stupid idea," jungkook rolls his eyes. "what will even happen by pretending that you were kidnapped? kidnappers ask for money and do you really think our families can't give that? tae will dig in probably more than your father and then we're all doomed."

"then think of something!" she whines, "okay look, you try talking to taehyung. tell him bad stuff about me and i'll act weird in front of him too, okay?"

"don't you think it's too early for that?" jungkook says with sarcasm, making aria huff.

"fine then, i'll be his wife and live in the same house as you. he'll touch me, kiss me, and probably give me better orgasms than you! goodbye!" she turns on her heels, storming to the front door and slams it shut, only to return back in a minute and mumble, "you're driving me there."

"so much anger for such a cute, little body." he mutters to himself, following his girlfriend out of the apartment door. he doesn't forget to lock it and hand over the key to his fuming girlfriend. she flips her hair in his face while turning to stand ahead of him in the elevator, to which jungkook says nothing and just admires how beautiful she looks in the dress. it's maroon in color with a lacy fabric all over, hugging her curves definingly till her waist then flares up a little down to her thighs, making her look like a barbie doll. jungkook's proud that it's his barbie.

the fabric swings on her hips as she walks forward, leaving jungkook in his bubble for a second until he catches on and jogs up to catch up with her towards his car. he never thought in his craziest state that he would ever drive his own girlfriend to another guy for a date. if it were anyone else, he wouldn't even think before taking the matter in his hands. however, unfortunately the truth of the universe is that you are only weak in front of your family.

"how am i gonna live like this..." jungkook groans to himself, getting a brief glance from aria as well, who sighs and shakes her head. "baby, promise me that you won't let tae touch you." he turns to face her before buckling up his seatbelt, his features twisting in discomfort when he watches the glint of mischief in his girlfriend's eyes. "i'm serious, ari. please promise me."

"but he's my fiancé, jungkook." she teases, pouting at him, "also, he's handsome."

"i'm your boyfriend and I'm handsome too!" jungkook hisses as aria laughs at him and nods, leaning forward to peck his lips.

"don't worry, i'll try to wrap it up as soon as i can, okay?"

jungkook hums softly, holding her hand and brings it up to place a kiss on her knuckles, "don't forget to call me when you leave him, and also when you get home." he says, getting a smile from aria. she nods for him and pulls the seatbelt in it's place, gesturing jungkook to start driving now or else taehyung might arrive at the restaurant before her and then he might see jungkook with her.

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