{ Retribution
Betrothal. }

and once again, taehyung is here. he had lost count that how many times he had visited this place but every time feels like it was his first time coming here.

Taehyung opened his eyes and moved around to face the person. He was standing on the beach. Again. The sea waves tickled his feet. The sun was about to set. He's back. I have no idea why.

Apart from them, no one else was present. He looks around tiredly at the scene in front of him. Knowing what is about to happen.

Suddenly, a pair of arms hugged his waist from behind. He closed his eyes when he felt a breath hit his neck as he relaxed on the person's hold.

"It's beautiful, Taehyungie," someone murmured near his ear as they watched the sunset.

Taehyung opened his eyes and turned to face the person. He reached out despite the fact that the person's face was blurred as usual. The person sighed happily and pushed their face into the hand more.

"How are you so beautiful?" taehyung murmured. The person huffed in embarrassment as they glared at him.

"and why are you so chessy?" they shot back.

Disbelief chuckled left the older lips as they took the boldness of the person.

"What an insolence mouth," he mumbled slowly as he moved closer to the person. Their forehead now touching each other.

"h-how dare you so say me an insolence- mmh! " the person squeaked out as taehyung kissed them harshly. Hands settled on the waist, as he pulled the person more closely, leaving no space between them.

The person kissed him back as they loped their arms around his neck.

The sounds of waves were the only ones that were resounding around them.

And just with that everything ended.

"What is happening here?!? " someone yelled across the living room as they took the scene in front of them. Everything was a mess. Nothing seems to a good condition like they were before.

The person widened their eyes in disbelief as they notice the pale faces and shivering of the servants who were looking at him with nothing less than fear. There was a loud cracking sound that echoed in the house. Everyone flinched at the sound.

"sir Jimin..." the butler stepped out of the crowd trying to look composed as ever but miserably failing in it. Jimin gulped hard.

Shit.  this is not good.

He Felt sorry for poor servants who didn't have any fault but still had to face the unwanted wrath of someone he know.

And how the fuck is he supposed to tell the news in this condition?! 

He massaged his temple as he can already feel the headache coming and sighed tiredly.

He glanced at the servants who were looking at him pleadingly, obviously waiting for him to tell them to leave from there.

He nodded at them and they all hurriedly leave from there. He glanced again at the room before making his towards the. He knocked on the door and waits for permission but was only met with silence.

"Master, it's me. Jimin.  Please open the door." jimin pleaded as he again knocked on the door. There was utter silence in the whole house.

This time he slowly opened the door just as the door touched the wall of the room something swiftly passed him.

"I didn't permit you to enter the room. Did I? " a clangorous voice boomed in the room.

Jimin who was still frozen in the door slowly turned his left and saw the broken vase on the floor, he felt something trickling down his cheek. he lifted his hands to touch and was not surprised to see blood on his fingers.

"I asked a question, Jimin."

Jimin dropped his hands instantly at his side before bowing at pure ninety degrees.

"I apologize for the mistake master. I was an idiot to do it," he said in a composed but shaky voice.

A sluggish hum reached his ears. He still kept his head down.

"Why are you here? "

Yeah, Fuck he is dead today.

He took a deep breath before letting out the words which can probably gonna do something to the other.

"Jeon Jungkook, Getting Married Today."

And again that deadly silence made a horrible shiver run through jimin body.

"...What?" this time the voice was darker and slow. As it was still not believing the fact.  Sweat starting to build in jimin forehead.

"J-Jeon Jungkook is getting married today master. " he shakily repeated. And Surprisingly there was loud laughter echoing in the room. Laughter full of disbelieving anger, and sadness.

"Fucking Hell! I can't believe that he decided to do this. This?  After all things, I had done for him. After all the things I could for him. And the things I could to him. " the person said with thick emotions lying in their voice.

"It looks like certain someone had forgotten about certain something, it's timed to make a little reminder that nobody mess with me gets away. No one." the voice drawled in the last.

"Well then, Jimin? "

"Yes, master? "

"Please start the preparation. We have a wedding to attend. A very important wedding. "

Wedding Hall
Seoul, South Korea

Jungkook looked at the wall in front of him. Every sound around him was vanishing in the air. It doesn't matter if it was the cheering of the people around him or the teasing comments of his friends. He doesn't even know what he is doing here.

"so Jungkookie! Tell us how are you feeling today?" taesoo, one of his friends said as they looked at him expectantly.

"huh?" Jungkook blinked at them confusingly. His friends gave each other a look before looking at him weirdly as he grew a third head.

"what's up, bro? It's your wedding day kook!" yugyeom his other friend said. Oh. Yeah. It's his wedding day.

"Oh..." he said absent-mindedly. A heaving feeling settled in his heart. A feeling that he wanna get rid of because this is not something he should feel today. Not when it's his wedding day.

"i-i am happy? Yeah. I am happy!" he said with a fake nervous laugh hoping his friends will take the act as real. And if God listened to his prayers this time. ( unlike many other times.)
They all believed him, patting his shoulder lightly before chatting with each other again.

He sighed as he looked around him. They were standing at the altar waiting for the bride to enter from the grand door which was at the end of the hall. His parents were seated in the front seats, seemingly talking with some relatives.

And for a moment he felt if he even deserves to be here. Standing where he should not. No. He should not be here. He should not marry some person who he doesn't even know. He should be somewhere else. He should be with someone else.

But what can he do? He is helpless. Today he will be married to someone. Not someone he loves. But someone who he needs to marry.

Because when life is about receiving? It was always about sacrificing. It was never an option to receive.

But that was supposed to happen. He knew it from the start, things will end like this that's why he ended things like they already should.

He was startled when everyone around him cheered loudly and it took him some minutes to realize that the reason they were cheering was that the bride had already entered the alter.

He took a deep breath look towards the bride who was wearing a big beautiful smile on her face as she walk towards him. She had a bouquet of pretty roses in one hand, while the other hand was linked with her father's arm.

And for the last time, he remembers why he is doing this wedding.

" I am sorry. " he thought as he felt tears building in his eyes. It took all of his willpower not to break down there. he doesn't know who is feeling sorry for.

The bride catches his gaze on her as her father passes her hand to him with visible happiness on his face. For strangers, it will look like he is happy but jungkook knows the real truth.

He knows that it was not the happiness of his daughter getting married but more of the burden getting off his shoulder. Because now he doesn't have to answer people's questions that who is the child of the father.

He took the bride's hands gently and helped her to stand in front of him. The bride smiled softly at the action.

"thank you... " she whispered.

Jungkook felt his heart tear when he noticed how badly her hands were trembling.

don't be.

he wanna say but rather He gave her hands a gentle squeeze and smiled at her.

The priest coughed a little to have everyone's attention before saying the vows. The whole time jungkook's eyes were on the ground as he felt himself go through every memory of his happiness. He took a shaky breath when he felt a heavy lump forming in his throat.

"do you, Miss, Kim Yuki accept mr, Jeon jeongkook as your husband and become Mrs. Jeon Yuki? " the priest asked the bride who looked at jungkook before nodding her head.

"I do... " Yuki said. The priest nodded his head before looking at jungkook.

"do you mr, Jeon Jungkook accept Miss, Kim Yuki as your wife?" the priest asked him.

no.

he wanna say but instead of this, he uttered the words that he don't want to say to anyone besides him.

"i-i do... " he whispered. And just like that he closed his eyes and let closes the part of himself who wanna just run from here and never wanna come back.

the priest nodded his head again. He looked at the crowd in front of them as he spoke," if anyone of you had objection then please come forward and say it. "

Everything is over.

some people shooked their heads in decline and some stay silent. the priest nodded his head in acknowledgment before he start speaking again.

Nothing can be done now.

"as no one had any obje-" when suddenly the door of the wedding hall opened with a long bang. the crowd gasped in shock in surprise.

I am sorry.

"i had an objection." a deep voice echoed in the wedding hall and jungkook opened his eyes startled. Because this voice.

the voice that jungkook knows by his soul.

jungkook was still in the haziness when many men break out into the hall with guns in their hands, they blocked the entrance completely. the crowd was still in shock wondering what the hell is happening.

He gaped at all the men who just stood there with guns in their hands. All the people around him start gasped in horror and some even start screaming when they saw the guns in the man's hands.

But he ignored it all because he was still staring at the man who was walking towards him with slow steps. hands-on his three-piece wine red and black suit, while his lips were turned into a small smirk as he stared directly at him.

It was like his heart stopped for a moment when saw that emotion in the man's eyes who he had seen one time and wished to never see again.

Destructive madness.

It was reflected in his eyes. Jungkook takes pride in not fearing something or someone but this is only what jungkook fears from his heart.

It's like whenever he sees this emotion he felt something gripping his heart and caging it making it hard for him to breathe.

The man soon stopped in front of the stairs of the altar and tilted his head to the side. His perfectly slicked hair made it easier to look into his eyes. Jungkook swears on his life that he never felt something this type of horror in his life. And for the first time, he wished that he didn't have to stare at those eyes.

And it was clear as crystal, The man did this on purpose as his smirk widened when he took the notice of the pale face of jungkook.

"Hello, Darling." 

And just like that jungkook hands slipped from Yuki's hands who were just as shocked as him. body going completely numb, His lips move before he can even think about anything else.

"...Taehyung..."

Heh hehe.  Happy Christmas Eve to you all!!