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This chapter is dedicated to:

ChubbyGirl_Writes

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Haneul's POV

"Perfect! I really like Earl grey." Jungkook grinned, smacking his lips together as he placed his cup on the saucer.

I really wanted to kiss him now. And the piercing on his lip wasn't making it any easier for me to hold back.

Maybe I could give him a quick little peck? Just to cheer him up? He does seemed a little nervous.

I can't say I blame him.

Despite having had the other six fiances propose to me in the last week, I still feel so nervous about Jungkook's proposal to me today.

There's just something so nerve wrecking about this. Even though in our case, we already know it's a yes.

"Me too." I smiled at him, picking up a sandwich, to try at random.

When in doubt ladies, always eat something.

Jungkook certainly agreed with my idea, as he mirrored my actions, picking up a cucumber sandwich.

"Oh! I picked those!" He flashed his cute smiled at me. "They're chicken and mayo." My fiance added, the excitement in his eyes was a relief. His nerves seemed to have settled.

My eyes caught his lip ring winking in the room's many lights. I can't help noticing how attractive it is!

Especially when we're eating together. The good Lord knows how many times I've had to hold back on jumping onto his lap and kissing him.

I blinked away the wanton thoughts. I'm here to choose a wedding cake! And Jungkook and I have more things on our itinerary to do today.

"Ahem. You know Jagiya, I really like how that piercing catches the light in the room." I reached over and whispered in my fiance's ear.

Throwing all caution to the wind I pressed a kiss to his lips, purposely sucking on that darn piercing! Jungkook's lips spread into a huge goofy grin when I pulled away.

Carpe diem.

The opportunity was too tempting to pass up.

"I did notice you like playing with it whenever we kiss." He winked at me, sending little electric pulses through my core.

But before we could reach over and kiss again, the waiter was back. And this time, he'd brought some little friends along.

"Don't you two care for tea?" The March Hare asked in his manic tone, reaching over and pouring us a cup of lemon flavoured tea from an oddly shaped teapot that had three spouts, rather than one. "It's bad manners not drinking it, you know." He looked at me pointedly.

"Why, yes please, we do." I answered in my best Alice voice.

"You both do? Getting married are you?" The Mad Hatter asked, piping up from Jungkook's right, cocking his head to the side. Not waiting for an answer he continued with his mad little rant.

The waiter cosplaying him dressed like the Johnny Depp version from the movies. He wore a fushia suit with a lime coloured shirt and a mauve top hat.

It was remarkable how striking the resemblance of the cosplay waiters were to the movie characters.

"If you're going to be saying I do, then you simply must swap rings and kiss the bride. And cut a cake. But the flavour of the cake is all the scream, so be sure to choose wisely Alice." He smiled at me, placing a tray of colourful cupcakes in front of me.

The pink and white cupcake in the centre had a little board.

It read in intricately shaped, golden, cursive letters.

I looked up at my fiance Jungkook, who was in front of me. He had a nervous look on his face.

As if I'd say no! He's mine!

All of them are mine!

"Well Alice. The choice is yours. Please write your chosen flavour on this notepad for us to finalise the cake. Oh and I think prince charming is waiting for your answer. It is impolite to make him wait Alice! Time is of the essence!" The Hatter scolded then took off for the exit.

It was both comical and confusing as we were, in all technicality, sitting upside down, on the ceiling.

Jungkook wasted no time in rising from his seat to kneel down on one knee before me. It was like a fairytale!

Even if we weren't dressed in the theme. My heart beat faster when Jungkook took my hand in his, smiling up at me. His eyes were shining bright with emotion.

The question in them clear.

"Haneul, will you please be my wife?"

"Jungkook," I breathed, "Yes, Jagiya. I will marry you." I felt tears welling up in my eyes. They eventually rolled down my cheeks.

Jungkook rose to wipe my tears away then slipped the diamond ring onto my finger. In one swift motion, my fiance wrapped me in a tight embrace, hushing me as I sobbed.

We've both been through so much. And we both share the burden of grief, a grief that only comes with losing both parents in a tragic accident.

He's been so patient with me. So caring and so understanding. My heart was overflowing with emotion for him.

Flashes of memories came back to me - a final mising piece to the puzzle in my head. I remembered who tried to kill me the day I was with Namjoon.

It was my own uncle.

And he also was behind the murders of both Jungkook's parents and my own family - including Halmoni.

I blinked away the memories, still clutching on to Jungkook. I must have been crying again, because he was singing to me in hushed tones, calming me down.

I love his voice. It was calming, like a balm to my aching soul. His voice washed over me in waves, gently caressing me, calming my mind and my soul.

It worked. I felt better.

"Thank you, Yeobo." I muttered. "I love the ring. It's beautiful, I can tell that it's an heirloom, am I correct?" I smiled at my fiance as he wiped away the tears I hadn't noticed falling again.

"Yes. It's tradition to pass this ring on to the newest daughter-in-law of the Jeon family. Seeing as I am the only living Jeon, naturally the ring is yours, Ne Sarang." He pressed a kiss to my forehead.

"It's even more precious to me than any normal ring you could have bought! I love it. Saranghaeyo." I kissed his lips, trying my best to convey all my unsaid words in it.

Jungkook whispered back to me, his lips brushing against mine as he spoke. "Nado. I have always loved you. And I always will, Haneul."

I squeezed him tight, hugging him in the middle of the Alice and Wonderland themed Hall.

"Now, let's try out the flavours for our wedding cake shall we?" I grinned at my fiance, gesturing at the seven flavours that awaited us on the table.

I took Jungkook's hand in mine, locking my fingers with his.

"You pick the flavour, Haneul. It is your special day." We both turned to see the owner of the sexy, silky voice standing beside us.

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Jungkook's POV

"Hyung." I smiled, and stepped forward to hug my older cousin.

"Congratulations you two! So, this marks the end of the dates we had scheduled with you." Jimin hyung winked at Haneul.

She blushed at his words, her fingers still interlaced with mine.

"Thank you, oppa. Yes, but we still have a lot of preparations to complete for our wedding." She said, her eyes looking at the floor below in deep thought.

It was a unique sight to behold as we were still in the upsidedown portion of the Hall.

"Jimin, I'm glad you're here with us for this part. I wish the others were here too." Haneul looked up, a new found resolve bursting through her.

"Come on Haneul, let's get that order going." I pulled up a chair for her to sit.

Glancing at Jimin hyung, then at me, our beautiful fiancée closed her eyes and twirls her finger in a large circle above the cakes.

"Stop." I called out. Jimin hyung and I both watched as our fiancée's finger landed above the cup cake with the pink and white, piped icing.

The one with my proposal on it.

"Hmmm... Let's have a taste, shall we?" Jimin hyung winked at Haneul as she opened her eyes and looked at us expectantly.

He cut the cupcake up into three equal parts, which revealed the marbled colour inside.

"Hmmmm... This is delicious." Haneul licked her lips, discreetly looking from Jimin hyung to me. The naughty minx.

"Strawberry and vanilla. Not bad. Let's try the next one?" Jimin hyung smiled, sipping from a cup of steaming lemon tea.

"Clean cup, clean cup! Move down, move down!" The March Hare proclaimed, sitting next to me and pushing Jimin hyung and I further down a leather cushioned bench.

Huh? When did this get here?

"Time to have a clean cup lads and lady." Haneul followed suit, sitting down next to me.

The March Hare poured us a cup of berry flavoured rooibos tea and disappeared once more.

"What a peculiar place for a date. But hey the cakes here are amazing. Not that I have any issues with your baking, Darling." Jimin hyung commented.

"Jungkook surprised me. But it was actually Yoongi who picked the venue. Mainly for us to pick out seven wedding cakes." Haneul frowned with concerntration.

"Rooibos, infused with berries?" She glanced into her cup. It was served red without any milk. "I like it." She smiled.

"Bro, don't get me wrong, but wasn't Yoongi hyung going to meet us here?" I asked, realising that Yoongi hyung did say he would join us.

Jimin hyung smiled warmly at us. "Hyung was supposed to join you, but he had an emergency appearance in court today. You know, about the thing we discussed earlier in your office?" He added in a low voice.

"Oh. Right." I nodded.

"I'm just here for the food. Guys you have to try this chocolate mousse cake! Oh my heavens is gorgeous!" Haneul licked the chocolately icing off her lips, sending bolts of pleasure straight to my cock.

I didn't want to try the cake, I wanted to lick that icing off her lips!

If we hadn't already made love before coming here, I would have made up an excuse and taken her into the change room just down the hall from here.

The only option I had was to blink away the rest of that thought. I didn't want to go down that road, not while my hyung was around. Especially when Jimin hyung hasn't had the chance to spend such quality time with Haneul.

"You're drooling, Kookie." Jimin hyung jested.

"Do you blame me, hyung?" I raised an eyebrow at my cousin.

We were both watching our beautiful fiancée as she sampled the different flavours.

"Guys you should try this one!" She held out a piece on a fork for us to eat from.

"It's delicious." Jimin hyung grinned, taking pleasure in spending a bit of time with Haneul.

We weren't too worried about the staff giving us weird looks, because this place was actually owned by someone very close to us. Someone who knew about our poly-relationship and who ran a much similar business with our darling fiancée.

Kang Seojin!

Though he never ever let anyone know that this was his company. The lady running the business was actually his mother. So our secret was well kept within our circle.

Haneul, after trying out a few more flavours, had finally come to a decision. We were going to have a seven tiered cake, with seven different flavours. According to my sexy minx, she'd selected a flavour that reminded her of each of us.

It was a brilliant idea!

We were just about to leave the cake shop, when Yoongi hyung actually arrived. Jimin hyung was talking to Haneul on a dar corner of the shop, while I finalised the order for the wedding cake with the proprietor.

"How'd it go?" He asked by way of greeting.

"It went well, hyung. Thanks for the idea." I genuinely thanked him.

I'd gotten cold feet the other night, not sure what to do with Haneul for our date. Thank goodness hyung was busy with some of the wedding prep at the time and suggested we finalize the wedding cake together, after having a private tea with Haneul as a part of my date with her.

We initially intended for all seven of us to be present, but the hyungs all had somewhere to be. I was surprised Jimin hyung actually arrived in time for the cake tasting.

"Yoongi! You're here!" Haneul threw her arms around hyung, and place a kiss on his cheek.

A red stain remained on his cheek.

"Hyung, I hope you don't plan on going back to the office like that." Jimin hyung winked at him.

But Yoongi hyung only looked at Jimin confused. Haneul caught on and attempted to wipe the mark off with her sleeve.

"There, all gone." She smiled, her eyes searching for mine.

We had to go to our next appointment. It was already half past five in the afternoon.

"Hyungs, I'm sorry to steal our bride away, but we do have another appointment to get to." I hugged both my cousins and so did Haneul, before stepping out the shop, her hand in mine.

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"Yes, baby. Just like that." She purred. "Hmmm... Yes... Oh, Jungkook!" Haneul mewled.

We were waiting to meet with the manager at the bank. The receptionist directed us to a cosy meeting room, which we were asked to wait for a few minutes as we were early.

But Haneul's been so busy recently and it's taken a strain on her. So naturally, I offered to massage her shoulders for her while we waited.

It appears she approved of the massage, seeing as some of the passers-by were giving us weird looks.

"Haneul, try to keep it down, love. People think we're having sex in here." I whispered in her ear.

"I don't care Jungkook. You're so good with your hands. Please can you continue when we get home?" She sighed happily.

"Mmm... I can do more than just a massage for you." I pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Alrighty then... I guess I know what we're doing tonight.

Just then, the manager walked in, smiling awkwardly at us.

"Mr. and Mrs. Jeon?" He asked, his voice ending his sentence off in a higher pitch.

"Not yet, this is my fiance, I'm Kim Haneul." My fiancée corrected him. "You must be Mr. Ahn? Pleased to meet you."

"Pleasure to meet you madam. I must add that it's not everyday we have such high esteemed customers at our bank." He smiled at Haneul, and was a little too friendly for my liking.

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Ahn. Please note that I'm here in the capacity of my fiancée's lawyer. I'd prefer it if you would proceed with the documents as we have another appointment after this and we cannot afford to be late." I said firmly, feeling my anger bubble up to the surface.

I'm usually a very calm person. But this bastard is testing my patience.

How dare he try flirting with my fiancée, in front of me?

"Y- yes, of course sir." The man almost saluted me. I didn't like enforcing my rank outside of the military.

Yes. Know your place. Haneul is my fiancée.

Within minutes the man had the correct documents in front of us, ready for Haneul to sign. I witnessed for her and requested that the pathetic low-life make copies for his records because I needed the originals for our records.

Finally, I walked my woman out of that horrid man's meeting room, holding her hand tight.

"Thank you, Jungkook." Haneul let out a sigh of relief as we drove off. She was resting her head on my shoulder as I drove us home.

"What for, baby? You know you don't need to thank me for anything. I'm your fiance." I answered, with maybe just a little too much "Alpha male".

I can't help it. I've marked her as mine. No one (except my cousins who are her other fiances) can touch her.

"But it's still polite, you're my fiance, not a body guard." She says, gazing up at me, gently rubbing her palm over my bicep. "Besides, it was a huge turn on seeing you tell him off. I wanted to ..." She giggled, shaking her head.

"Nah, I rather not go there right now." She laughed.

"No. Tell me. You've piqued my curiosity, I want to see what my woman wants to do to me." I said in a deep voice, knowing what it does to her.

"Let's go home and I'll show you." She winked at me.

Fuck... It's so hard to drive with a hard-on and my fiancée sitting right next to me.

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"Now, how about you show me what you were talking about earlier." I whispered into Haneul's ear when we entered the living room.

We were home alone, with hours to spare. The hyungs would only be back after eight o'clock tonight.

"I think," Haneul traced her fingers seductively down my chest, "that you should show me that assertive, sexy lawyer I was with at the bank just now." She purred.

"Oh, for you, I can investigate further, baby." I smirked. "No one touches my woman." I say recklessly.

Haneul grabbed fistfuls of my shirt, pulling me onto the couch with her. Her lips pressed to mine with force, her lips hungrily kissing me.

My minx hopped onto my lap, her fingers running through my hair and moaning as she ground her hips over mine. I could feel the heat rolling off her body, teasing my cock the confines of my jeans.

"Ahhh... Baby, you're such a tease." I breathed, she was kissing the nape of my neck. Her fingers had deftly undone the buttons of my shirt.

"I want you, Jungkook. Right here." She ripped my shirt off, kissing my chest and running her tongue deliciously over my nipples.

'That felt so fucking good.'

"You like that?" She smirked.

"Yeah, I do." I grunted, little shocks of frisson pulsed through my chest and through my dick.

She's good. I really wonder where she learned that from.

Haneul's hips gyrated against me, her sex teasing me as she kissed my lips. Her tongue toyed with the piercing on my lip and her hands gripped my hair once more.

"Mmm... Baby you're so good." I growled, and then flipped her on to her back.

If there's any fucking going on here, I'm taking charge of my woman.
"Jungkook- " She moaned in a halfhearted protest, which ceased instantly when I parted her legs, running my fingers over her wet folds.

"You can't have all the fun, baby." I whispered to her, gently teasing her clit, earning a seductive moan from her.

I slipped a digit into her, slowly working my finger in and out. Then I brought my lips down and captured her clit between my lips, sucking on it.

My finacée's hips bucked, her moans got louder and more high pitched as she came. But I quickly entered her with my dick, ceasing the chance to tease her even more.

"Jungkook we- mmmm..." She moaned as she came, her sentences weren't even coherent anymore.
"What's that, my love?" I grinned at her, thrusting in and out slowly, purposely prolonging her climax.
"We- we should go upstairs - the couch..."
"Shhh... Less talking, baby." I kissed her lips, capturing her moans with my lips.

When her climax was fully spent, and she was sprawled, moaning on the sofa, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to her room.

We spent the rest of the evening together in the privacy of her bedroom.

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Jin's POV

Tomorrow can't come fast enough. I'm sitting here, at my desk, and all I can think about it my Haneul.

Thoughts of her haunted me often. Her beautiful smile.

The way she laughed. The feel of her soft lips on mine. And her innocence when we're together.

I've only been out with her once, unlike these maknae running around with her all willy nilly almost every day. Which is why I insisted on going with her to get our fittings done together.

She doesn't have to show me the dress. And quite frankly, she's going to need a few dresses. She won't be able to marry all seven of us in the same dress.

That would just be weird.

A small smile played across my lips when a sudden idea had formed in my mind. I knew just what I could do to remedy our little situation.

After all, I just want to be with her as much as possible tomorrow.

Sighing heavily, I packed my things up for the day and headed home. As soon as I got to my room, I locked the door and flung my tie aside.

Having removed all off my clothes, I stepped into the hot shower and scrubbed myself off the day's events. It's been an annoyingly long day.

Even if I've only left the office at 4pm. It's not like anyone would mind.

But my thoughts strayed back to Haneul. As if they have a mind of their own, my hands grasped my already hardened, throbbing dick. It's been torture without her. Especially since she left me with a hard on in hospital the other day.

She's such a minx.

I massaged my aching limb, slowly easing out the pain. My hand's movements slowed as I reached a climax, coming in the hot shower, wishing I could have her with me instead.

I stood under the shower for a few moments wondering if I should phone her now. But I realized she was on a date. Her last date.

'At least she's all mine tomorrow.' I smiled, feeling semi-satisfied with this fact. I couldn't wait to have her in my arms again.

Stepping out if the shower, I dabbed myself dry and threw on some comfortable clothes. Then, I went straight to bed.

Haneul, my minx will be surprised. Because she doesn't know what else I have planned for her.

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A/n: Thanks for reading 😊