“What?”

“Yes Jimin. I am in love with you.. there, I said it” Jungkook fell back into the chair and breathed out loudly.

Jimin stared at him, awestruck. He never expected Jungkook to be in love with him, he thought he was only being nice because of the baby in his womb, little did he know that he had such feelings for him.

“Look, I know you’re surprised. I honestly don’t expect you to say anything to me right now. It’s fine. I know you hate me, it’s fine too. I just wanted you to know how I feel about you” Jungkook said, hurt by his own words.. Jimin hates him.

“I.. I don’t hate you” Jimin mumbled.

“You treated me really badly, but it’s not your fault. It’s mine. I have only known pain ever since I was born” he paused, glanced at him and sniffed back the tears that were threatening to fall.

“My parents died in an accident after my birth. We were on our way back home from the hospital when the accident happened, I miraculously survived. Then, my uncle took me in, and maltreated me before selling me off to the boarding school where you bought me from” he narrated, the tears he was holding back fell freely down his cheeks.

Jungkook did not like to see him cry, he felt sorry that he also had a terrible childhood, and he contributed to it.

“So yeah, I don’t hate you, I just hate my life” he added. Jungkook stood up and walked over to him, he got on one knee in front of him and gently dabbed his tears with his thumb.

“I’m sorry for everything I put you through.. I’m sorry for all you had to bear, if you give me the chance to love you, I promise I’ll make up for everything” he said and Jimin stared into his eyes.

“I don’t know about that” he said.

Jimin didn’t want to trust him, he fought with his emotions, trying to resist his charms that keep drawing Jungkook to him. He refused to believe that he had feelings for him.

It made him happy that Jungkook loved him, but at the same time, wouldn’t it be weird and toxic to be in a relationship with someone who raped and abused you?

“Please Jimin” he said.

“Oh look, it stopped raining. We should get going, the others must be waiting for us” Jimin got to his feet, changing the topic. Jungkook sighed in disappointment and got to his feet as well.

“I guess so” he said and left.

Jimin stood there, watching him leave. He was surprised, could he be heartbroken? Well, it wasn’t his fault, he still had doubts.

He quickly followed him outside. They got into the car and drove to Taehyung’s house.
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The days went by quickly, and the wedding date was fast approaching. Jimin and Jungkook didn’t speak much to each other, Jimin thought it was best to avoid him, because he didn’t want feelings to escalate. And Jungkook was heartbroken, because Jimin didn’t accept him after confessing his feelings to him.

Jungkook decided to let him be, but that was hard considering that he couldn’t get him off his mind. He was all he thought about, at home, at work, while eating, while sleeping!

Jimin was everywhere!

How on earth was he going to get rid of his feelings? He couldn’t. He had to live with the fact that the love of his life might never love him back.

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👰Wedding Day👰

“And now, for the finishing touch, a sparkling tiara” Taemin said as he placed a diamond tiara on Lisa’s head.

“Oh my gosh.. she looks so gorgeous!” Jimin cooed, smiling warmly at Lisa.

Lisa was beautifully adorned by Taemin and Jimin for her wedding, along with some hair and makeup professionals of course.

Taemin is skilled in make-ups, he learnt from his mother of course.
Jimin helped him with little things. Hana helped with her wedding dress and together, they make Lisa flawlessly adorable.

Her gown was long and gorgeous, with a beautiful veil and tiara, not forgetting the dashing pair of silver stilettos she was wearing. There has never been a prettier bride!

“Taehyung is totally going to lose balance once he sees you” Taemin giggled and the others joined in.

“I can’t wait for my wedding..!” Taemin danced around while Jimin laughed.

“Is everything ready? The car is here, we need to get to the venue” Hana said, entering the room.

They were having the wedding in a grand hall. Then the reception at Taehyung’s house.

Lisa was full of smiles as she majestically made her way downstairs and into the car. Jimin sat with her in the car while Taemin and Hana took another car.

“Jimin” Lisa called.

“Yes? Is there a problem?”

“What do you want?” She asked.

“I don’t understand” Jimin chuckled.

“Tiller or Jungkook?” Lisa said and Jimin froze.

“Yes. They are both my brothers and I don’t like what you’re doing to them. You’ve left both men heartbroken. Are you going to give Jungkook his child and go for Tiller or will you build a home with Jungkook?” Lisa questioned and Jimin sighed.

It was a very difficult question, but he had to answer.

“I just want to be free from everything. I’ve been a prisoner from birth. I want to be free, I don’t want anything to do with love for now. I’m going to give Jungkook his child and I’m going to leave everything and everyone” Jimin answered, staring out the window, looking at objects as they drove past them.

“It’s fine. Whatever decision you make, is fine by me. You should do what makes you happy. Just that, I don’t like to see my brothers heartbroken” Lisa said and Jimin sighed.

He did not mean to break their hearts. But his sanity depends on this. His freedom, his happiness..

Maybe after discovering himself, he would come back..

They arrived at the hall and the ceremony was almost starting. Hana rushed to put things in order while Jimin and Taemin got the bride ready to walk down the aisle.

Tiller was to walk her down the aisle, since he’s the only brother she had.

“Is everything ready?” He asked, meeting them in the veranda.

“Yes, we’re ready” Taemin answered.

“You look beautiful sister” Tiller said and kissed Lisa’s forehead.

“I’m so happy, my little girl is all grown up” he added and she hugged him.

“Let’s go” she whispered and locked arms with him. Tiller took a glance at Jimin and smiled at him, a smile that meant “no hard feelings”. Jimin smiled back and left with Taemin into the hall.

Taehyung stood at the altar, nervously waiting for Lisa to show up. He couldn’t hide his excitement. Jungkook, who was his best man, was standing behind him, cheering him on.

Jennie insisted on being the chief bride’s maid, she was also beautiful adorned, and happened to be the happiest one there.

Everyone got to their feet as the bride made her way in. Taehyung smiled broadly on seeing her, and couldn’t wait to marry her.

The ceremony began, and it was a successful one. As soon as it was over, the congratulations poured in. Taehyung and Lisa spent hours greeting people who attended their wedding. These included influential business men and top politicians. It was a flamboyant ceremony and anyone could attest to that.

The reception party took place later in the evening. There was lots to eat and drink and lots of fun events as well.

Jimin and Taemin were tied up with work, trying to serve everyone.

“Hey, you need to rest” Jungkook said to Jimin, taking a tray from him.

“There are many servants to do that”

“Yes I know, but it’s Taehyung’s wedding, I want to help” he insisted.

“And I said you’re not working again” he sounded stern.

“We have more than enough servants to work” he added and called for Taemin.

“You too, you should rest please. I don’t want you two doing anything tonight, just have fun and enjoy the party. Remember you’re pregnant Jimin” he said and Jimin nodded.

He walked away leaving them alone.

“Where’s ma?”

“Supervising the workers in the kitchen” Taemin replied.

“I’m going to lie down upstairs. I feel dizzy and tired” he informed.

“Oh okay, I’ll be up to check on you from time to time”

“Thank you”

Jimin left for one of the guests rooms while Taemin went to meet Tiller who was sitting alone by the bar.

“Hi Tiller” he had to yell, considering the loud music.

“Hi dear” he yelled back.

“Why are you sitting here all by yourself? Come on, let’s dance” he said, moving slowly to the music. Tiller chuckled at his dance steps, they were unusual.

“I don’t feel like dancing Taemin, you go ahead” he said.

“You shouldn’t be sad on such a happy occasion. I know you’re hurt, but try to look on the bright side..” he said.

“What bright side?” He asked.

“You’re still a hottie and those girls are oogling at you” he said, pointing to a group of women opposite them.

“How is that a bright side?” He laughed.

“You can try your pickup skills” he winked and he laughed even more.

“You’re something Taemin” he tried to catch his breath.

“Come on, I’ll be your wingman” he nudged his arm.

“Nah.. I think I’d rather dance with you” he said and took his hand. They proceeded to the dance floor where the bride and groom were dancing joyfully.
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⏹️ TBC ⏹️