۩ ۱ J𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 ; 19

In the cold of winter, at the wedding of those two families, you stood before him, but far away. Not as you wished. As you should have been.

Jungkook, with his usual serious expression, stared ahead, then down at the ground. He didn't have the courage to tell the world that it was all a charade.

As soon as she arrived, your gaze also dropped to the floor. Envy was evident in your large, expressive eyes, so you preferred to hide it.

"Mr. Jeon Jungkook, do you take Kim Seom-ri to be your wife, to be with you in sickness and in health, for better, for worse, and even in sickness?"

— He accepted.

There, it was the end for both of them. Even with her standing right in front of him, his eyes kept turning to you, pleading for forgiveness. For mercy.

The moment the rings were on their fingers, and they leaned in to seal it, the air rushed from your lungs. You watched him kiss her just as he had kissed you minutes before, behind a door. In a hidden room.

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