★ Another long ass chapter ahead because why the fuck not :)

|Narrative|

The wedding day arrive. It's Saturday morning. Well, it's almost 11.30 am. But still, Yoohee and Jimin hasn't woke up from their deep slumber.

They passed out on the couch after the last night event. With Jimin being a small spoon to Yoohee, his head attached on her chest, hugging her waist securely. Maybe not wanting her to fall down on the floor. Meanwhile Yoohee had her arms hugging his head and one leg draped on his waist.

It was a little cold in the living room last night. But Yoohee didn't mind and just went to sleep. She was too lazy to bring up another blanket.

She did brought one out of Jimin's room. But that, was to cover Jimin up. He was half naked. And by half naked, I mean, he didn't wear anything under but still wearing his shirt.

The living room was messy. Messier than their lives. Crumpled tissues spread everywhere on the coffee table. It was used by Yoohee to wipes her hands from Jimin's cum.

And yes, she did gave him a handjob last night.

That is why Jimin is 'half naked'.

Out of the blue, Yoohee's phone rang. But being a heavy sleeper that she is, she didn't even flinch at it. So it wakes Jimin up.

He groans in frustration as his head pounding so hard. Using his other arm, he support his weight and reach out Yoohee's phone on the coffee table.

Yoohee move a little, laying flat on the couch so Jimin lean his head on her chest and answer her phone instead.

["Min Yoohee! Where the fuck are you? The wedding is starting."]

And that is, the wild Min Yoongi.

Jimin was still sleepy to react on that. His eyes wasn't even fully opened.

"Hm." He hummed in his morning voice.

["Jimin? Park Jimin? Yah!"]

"Hm."

["Wake the fuck up! The weddi—"]

And yet he accidentally hung up. The phone fell off his hand as he fell asleep on her chest instead.

He is asleep but his mind isn't. His mind kept telling him to wake up but his body doesn't listen.

But eventually, he did. His eyes squinted to the bright light coming from the curtain as he sit up. Rubbing his eyes as he look around.

He saw one of his legs were exposed. He was confused that he peek in the blanket. His eyes widened when he saw that he's naked.

But relived when Yoohee is still fully dressed. He sighed.

"Noona, wake up." He shook her body with a shaky hands.

He was afraid that something happened last night. Something embarrassing.

Eventually, Yoohee did woke up. So she sit up and rub her eyes.

"What?" She snap, brows furrowing in disapproval.

"D-Did s-something happened l-last night?"  He asked in a most shaky voice he never know he had.

Yoohee stare at him with sleepy eyes. She wasn't staring at his eyes but his collarbone that were painted with several hickeys that she gave last night. She had to. Jimin pleaded so bad for it.

Immediately, her mind flash out the event last night as she chuckle lightly and ruffle her own hair.

"Something stupid." She mutter as she rub her face and rest her cheek on her palm, staring at him with a teasing yet loving look. How can that be?

She tug his collar downward a little. "Hickeys. A lot." She said.

Jimin's eyes went even wider than just now as he touch his skin. Her hand then pat his thigh.

"You pleaded for a handjob. Nothing much." She smile. "And hickeys."

She then stood up. "Wash up. I'll fix the hickeys later." She said as she left to the guest room, grabbing along the shopping bag from yesterday.

Jimin, on the other hand, clutch on the blanket to his chest and hug his legs in embarrassment. He is embarrassed.

'Noona must be hating on me right now. Fuck my life.' He thought to himself.

His cheeks were burning in an unbearable embarrassment. It was red by now. Not pink, but red.

He sit there for a moment. Not a moment, but kinda long enough that Yoohee had done showering.

She went out make a breakfast before they go to the wedding, even though they obviously know they're late.

When she went out, she saw Jimin was still on the couch. Head attach to the knees. She sigh.

"What the hell are you waiting for, buddy?" She asked as she pick up the tissues and throw it away.

Jimin didn't look up. He is embarrassed. Yoohee knew this would happened and somehow regret giving him a handjob but yeah, she's kinky.

She then make some hot chocolate for him and her as well before heading to th living room and sit on the coffee table instead.

"Here. Hot choco." She mutter. But Jimin ignore her.

"Boy, are you ignoring me?" She asked out of annoyance.

Hurriedly, Jimin look up and took the mug from her, knowing that she would likely spank him with he continue to ignore her.

Just like her brother. She hates being ignore.

"You embarrassed?" He nods, didn't even look at her.

"Cute." She teased, sipping on the hot choco.

"Stop overreacting. You want it after all." She said.

"I was... drunk. I'm... sorry."

She rolled her eyes. "Apology accepted. You're so loud last night."

His eyes widened as he look at her in disbelief. "H-Huh?"

"Didn't know you can be so loud." She comment as she finish up her hot choco.

Jimin bit his lower lip and stare at the hot choco. "W-What d-did I say?"

She shrug. "Nothing much other than you being needy af. Pleading for some hickeys and handjob. A moaning mess." She comment.

Once again his cheeks tinted. He mentally curse himself for being such a horny asshole last night.

"But chill, there's nothing bad happened. Nothing to embarrass about." She pat his shoulder. "I'm your noona, right?"

"What kind of noona giving a handjob?" He mumbles under his breath, thinking that Yoohee didn't hear but she did.

"Kinky noona? Sex buddy kind of noona?" She teased, chuckling at Jimin's innocence.

"Get your ass up. We have something to do. And no, it's not a shitty thing. You just ask for help. Don't blame yourself. You're a man after all." She said as she left to get ready.

"Right now, Park Jimin!" She yelled from the inside of the room as Jimin quickly stumble down on his step to get ready.

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After about an hour or so, fixing Jimin's hickeys which was a bit difficult because the concealer doesn't match his goddamn skin tone. So Yoohee had to do something.... else.

Wearing him a thick choker. Fucking kinky.

They linked their arms and get into the church. They were minutes earlier. Sneaking into the church.

Yoohee caught Jungkook's eyes staring at her.

'Boi looking hot as fuck.' She thought, stunned by how handsome Jungkook look.

"Noona, come on!" Jimin yell in his whisper when he saw Yoongi glaring at him. So he had to drag Yoohee away and took the seat beside Yoongi and his girlfriend.

"Why the fuck are you late?" Yoongi snap in his whisper at his sister, which he only received a rolled eyes from her. As usual.

"That bastard was looking for you an hour ago." He said as he look away.

Yoohee smirked. "Maybe." She mumbles.

So far, her plan is working well. So far.

Moments later, the bride came in. All of the eyes focused on her. Of course Jimin wouldn't blink looking at her.

Miwon's eyes wander around, finding someone and that someone is Park Jimin. Of course.

She gave him a somehow mocking smile. Satisfied to see Jimin's reaction. Which is most likely sad and depressed.

Yoohee nudge his stomach hard that he yelp in pain. People nearby stare at him oddly as he apologized. He glare at Yoohee.

"The fuck was that for?" He snap softly beside her ear.

She chuckle. "Stop being stupid, baby boy." He roll his eyes in annoyance and posture himself better.

The wedding song went off as the bride walk down the aisle. Yoohee took the chance to leave her seat and went to the somehow a DJ there.

Yoongi notice her left as he sigh heavily.

'Fuck is she doing again?' He sigh. Knowing that his sister is super cunning at some point.

She went to the DJ quietly and Jimin decided to follow her. Thinking that he might have to stop her from doing something unnecessary which most likely he can't do it because... it's Min Yoohee. No one stops her.

"Hi, there." She greeted the DJ. He nod and smile at her.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

Yoohee smile and shook her head. "How long are you here already?" She asked.

"5 hours. I have to set things up."

"Haven't rest?"

He shook his head. "How about you go and rest? I'll take care of this." She suggest.

The man gave her a look. Suspicious. Jimin too. But he look away to the bride. Listening to the conversation of Yoohee and the man.

"But—"

"It's okay. I used to be a DJ back in my high school prom. You see, the groom is my best friend. I know, for sure, what kind of song he like." She smirked, glancing at Jungkook who was mesmerizing Miwon's beauty.

The man shrug away. "Okay then. I'll going to eat. I'll be back in short." He said as he pass the headphone to Yoohee.

"Take your time, dude." She said as she watch the man left the venue.

Jimin then took place beside her. "The fuck are you planning to do?" He ask in curiosity.

"Just watch." She mutter before putting her attention to the bride and groom.

'Okay, I'm being nice and honest here.

They both look ethereal. Match with each other and they seem whipped from each other too.

But I was the one who should be standing next to Jeon Jungkook. Not her!' She thought to herself.

But despite that, she pull off a smile. Her mind had planned an obviously 'ruining the wedding' plan.

She might be evil but all she want is justice. She want Jimin to get some justice too.

It is okay for her but not for Jimin.

After he choked on the pills? No, that's not okay for her.

"Do you, Jeon Jungkook, accept her as your wife and—"

"I do!"

Yoohee's heart ache so much hearing that Jungkook say 'I do' faster than her hand stroking Jimin's dick last night.

'The priest didn't even finished his sentence.' She sigh.

Jimin then hold her hand ttightly reassuring her that he's with her no matter what happen. So she just smile light.

"Go to the back door and just watch everything, okay?" She suggest.

"But noona—"

"I need to do this, Jimin."

Jimin sigh desperately and obey her order to go to the back door and witness everything.

Yoohee turn to the speaker and some cables that were attach to it. She took out a tape, yes you read it right. A tape.

And then she attach the tape to the cable before looking up to the front.

"You may now kiss the bride." The priest finalized.

And so Jungkook kiss his newlywed wife. The guests clapped their hands and cheer for them.

At the very same moment, Yoohee felt so hurt by the kiss as she push the play button in frustration and displeasure.

"Hey."

"Um, hey."

All of the people stop whatever they're doing and look around. Good thing the DJ thingy is in a room. Nobody sees her.

"I thought you're sleepung."

"Then who are you talking to right now?"

"You still got the humour."

"Well, yeah, I mean, it's Yoohee after all."

"You know,"

She stare at the tape for a moment.

"I miss you, Yoohee. I miss us."

She could see the guests, priest and even Jungkook and Miwon were shock to hear it. She could spiritually hear them whisper and gasp.

"There... was never an us... from the beginning, Jungkook."

"But what about all the things we—"

"Fuck you, Jungkook! Just fuck off from my life. And everything!"

"But, Yoohee, please, let me ta—"

"You are getting married in about 3 fucking days. And you're still begging me for... something, I don't know, maybe sex. Why? Mi Won doesn't give you the same pleasure I gave you? She doesn't suck your dick hard? Oh, or maybe she wasn't that tight?"

Miwon were shocked to hear that that she back away from Jungkook a few steps. And yes, Yoohee smile in victory, knowing that the marriage might not last.

Well even though it last, it won't go anywhere. They'll still talk about the whole recording until they die. A curse.

"Yoo Hee, listen, I'm so—"

"Yeah, of course you're sorry. You're losing me for someone that you think were the perfect one for you. When I'm being so fucking loyal to you."

Jungkook looks devastated.... for some reason he was pleading Yoohee to stop whatever she's doing right there. But this is Yoohee. Just like him, she is competitive.

If she didn't get what she want, she'll make sure the other person who get it, get the one that's broken.

"Look, I'm sorry for everthing. For cheating on you. For lying. For using you and everything."

"You... used me?"

"You mean, used me as a sex toy?"

"I'm sorry, Yoo Hee. I should've told you the truth. I shouldn't have use you. I know it's my fault. But I think, I'm regretting. I regret leaving you."

She smirked when she saw Jungkook flustered, trying to explain to Miwon the truth.

But when Miwon was about to leave the venue, Yoohee push a button to a another tape.

"Jimin."

Miwon halt her step in the middle of the aisle. Everything stopped at once.

"I'm sorry for everything. I need you right now. C-Can you c-come for a bit?"

She stop the tape and play another tape on.

"Goodbye, to your marriage." She mumbles as she push the play button.

"I know you guys are not together."

"What makes you think that way, young lady? Oh, I mean, cheater."

"Jimin won't even look at me. He's definitely lying."

"Fuck off, bitch. I didn't look at you because I'm disgusted of you."

"J-Jimin."

"Don't call me that. Fuck off."

"I'm pregnant. Your child."

"Kudos, attagirl." She smirked as she left the room.

The atmosphere is intense. But that doesn't even lower her spirit. She want a justice.

She's a woman who is very hurt to know that she's only a used sex toy for her ex-boyfriend. And she wants justice for that.

Jimin, who await her at the back door seem to be shock. He can't believe Yoohee did something beyond his expectations. Something he never thought a woman would do.

"Come on, Jimbles. Our job is done." She said as she took off her hairpin and let her hair down.

"Noona." He called, making her put a halt on her steps and turn around.

"You did great." He smile. "I know. I'm your noona anyway."

Jimin went to her and place his arm on her shoulder, leaving the church in such an atmosphere.

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Meanwhile, Yoongi on the other hand had expect that his sister would likely do it. Because it's Min Yoohee after all.

He left the seat with his girlfriend and went to the dramatic newlywed.

"This is why I disapprove to date my sister. You're such an asshole." He mutter to Jungkook and left.

The other guest began to left the venue as well. Until it left Jungkook, Miwon and their parents.

"We are very disappointed in both of you. So much disrespect." Mr Seo said as he left with his wife.

"I didn't know you did that to Yoohee. She's such a good and loyal girl. I didn't teach you to disrespect a woman, Jungkook. And yet, you did this." Mrs Jeon shook her head before she left.

"Solve the problem, son." Mr Jeon advice, patting his son's shoulder and left to his wife.

And there, left Jungkook and Miwon. Silence and painful.

The marriage didn't turn out like what they planned.

Things were never on their sides.

At all.

To Be Continued