~Y/N POV~

(19 years old)

Tomorrow is going to be the saddest day of my life.

Jungkook is getting married tomorrow.

His father arranged for him to be married some girl that Jungkook doesn't like. He's got no say but to do it, his mother is no longer with us as she died just two weeks after she asked me to look after him. To stay by his side and support him more than before.

And that's exactly what I did.

As expected Jungkook pushed me away, refused to speak with me for a little while but I played stubborn and refused to leave him fully alone. We got through it and still kept our secret relationship with one another. I love him so much as he loves me and we knew this one day would finally come and we would never be able to be together again.

The castle has been in chaos for the past week, especially tonight, making the preparations and such. I just have to put in a brace face and do my job around the castle doing what I'm told to do. It's hard, very hard but there's nothing I can do.

Jungkook cant do anything either as of right now because he hasn't got the power of the king but when he does it'll still take a few years before he can make changes to any laws. Especially if it comes to changing laws that have been around for centuries. It sucks, and my heart is literally breaking at the seems just thinking about tomorrow. Thankfully I've been assigned kitchen duty, meaning I'll be spending the day in the kitchen so there's no way I'd see Jungkook unless he were to come into the kitchen but I know he won't. It's hard on him too.

As of this very moment I was relieved of my duties for the night and sent back to the maids quarters where I still share the same room as the head maid, Minseo.

The halls down here were quiet compare to the rest of the castle as some places were still a little busy with late night preparations. I've barely seen Jungkook all day and its even more devastating to me that I can have at least one final kiss with him before he gets married.

I hum to myself walking down the long corridor, a song I've been humming to for years but don't know the words. I don't know why I hum the melody but it makes me feel happy in some strange way.

I keep to myself, my head hanging low thinking of nothing but tomorrow but my thoughts were cut off when someone grabbed me from behind. Their hand quickly over my mouth and a arm around my waist and dragged me to the side around a corner that leads to a dead end corridor.

I froze of course with panic when really I should of fought off my attacker but I soon found there was no need for that when I finally seen Jungkooks face after he pressed me against the wall, looking down the corridor from where we just came from and then back to me.

"Don't talk just listen. I need you to come with me." Jungkook

He spoke in a whisper and took my hand removing his own hand from my mouth and dragged me out from our position and down the dead end corridor again.

We're on the first floor of the castle and going down this dead end corridor I've never been aloud to go down before. In fact Jungkooks room and the garden are the only places we've been together in this place so to go down here made me feel so uneasy.

Jungkook pulled me along with him so fast that I stumbled over my own feet until he came to a stop in front of a large brown door with gold plated patterns decorating the door stylishly.

He pushes open the door, hurrying us both inside before he closes it quietly and locks it behind him after letting go of my hand.

Once he turns around he pats his sides nervously, nibbling in his bottom lip like he doesn't know what to do or say next.

I have something to say and that's questions. Why in this massive bedroom I've never seen before?

"I'm sorry I haven't seen you all day. I've been busy." Jungkook

I nodded because I already knew that was the case.

"I know. It's your wedding day after all."

I chuckled bitterly. I truly hated the word marriage right now when I use to think of it as a beautiful word. Jungkook gave me a sadden look, I know he doesn't like any of this either but I can't help but state the obvious.

"I know it is. So for tonight I've pulled some strings and favours to have this bedroom to ourselves tonight." Jungkook

He scratched the back of his neck nervously while I stare back at him gasping in shock.

"You didn't tell anyone about us did you?"

Instead of giving me an answer he rushes to me and pulls me close to his body, his hands on either side of my face and kissing me passionately. I melted into his lips of course and kissed him back. If this was our last night together I may as well kiss him for as much  as possible.

As we were so deep into our passionate kids Jungkook lightly pushed me backwards forcing me to step backwards without pulling away from him until I fell backwards on to a bed.

Jungkook stood over me admiring my body, my face just everything as I did the same with him. We made eye contact staring at each other in silence, he was starting to get a little emotional with small tears already threatening to fall. But he was quick to wipe them with the back of his hand and his sleeve.

He thought he could hide it from me but his lips also quivered a little, when he noticed that I was watching his lips he bit now on his bottom lip.

I sat up, taking his hand and guiding him to sit next to me so I could wrap my arms around him and embrace him with my love for him. I've loved him since the day I met him, I may of been young but seeing the small boy fall off the stairs was amusing to me. I also couldn't forget the way he would mess up his introduction to me. That was thirteen years ago now and I still feel the very same way.

A tear escaped my eye but I couldn't care to wipe it away. Jungkook sat sideways, his body lying on the bed on his side, but his head was rested on my chest as I held him close to me. I think with my shaken breath trying to keep myself together to be strong, it set Jungkook off even more and he just let it all loose.

He sobbed loudly finally letting it go, pushing his face to my chest even more so to hide his tears from me. I caressed his hair, my fingers softly running through his hair that's he's liked me doing so much to him through the years.

"I love you so much." Jungkook

He mumbled through his sobbing of heart break that equally shared the same pain.

"I love you too, kookie. So so much."

I peck the top of his head, but I couldn't help the longer of my lips on his hair before I forced myself to stop.

"I don't want to get married. Not to Sakura anyway. I want you. I want to call you my wife." Jungkook

I rested my cheek on the top of his head, feeling a thousand knives stab through my chest. It's so hard, it's like a good bye, our final moments together before we can no longer be like this ever again.

"But it can never be Jungkook. As much as I'd love to be called your wife it can never be."

"I know. I know." Jungkook

He cried harder shaking his head that was still against my chest, his arms around my waist not wanting to let me go.

"We have tonight. We have all night." Jungkook

He sniffed picking up his head to look at me with his red watery yet puffy eyes. Mine would be no different either.

"One last time I can show you how much I love you. I'll never stop loving you. Never." Jungkook

I resting my palm on his wet cheek, wiping his tears with my thump gazing into his eyes that showed in themselves just how much he did in fact love me.

"Then show me just how much you love me."

He licked his lips, his gaze moving to my own lips before shifting his body to sit up more and lean closer to my face until our lips were so close and our noses pressed against one another.

"I'll do anything for you, my bunny." Jungkook

Whispering against my lips he closed the gap between us with a little force that made me start to slowly move back until I was laying on the bed with him hovering above me.

His lips never left mine, devouring my taste, savouring the moment between us and making an forever memory.

Our last night together spend in bed, wrestling in the sheets making sweet love to one another taking each other's innocence for the first time, making each other our firsts. Never will I forget the night he expressed just one last time how much he loves me, just how I will forever love him.