prince charming
prince charming
jungkook/yeri {+ special appearances of btsvelvet & wgm!sungjoy}
g, au, 744w
she has already found her prince charming all this time.
» i have a lot of things to write since my midterm just ended! this piece is quite an old one i could say and happy reading.
“when will I ever meet my prince charming.”
jungkook doesn’t know why yerim would say something like that out of sudden, but when his eyes trail at what she’s been looking at with enchantment, he now understands. the newlywed couple does look really happy and they’re truly in love even by just looking it in their eyes. sungjae and sooyoung are meant to be with each other.
jungkook doesn’t really admire wedding days, to be honest. he thinks it’s obnoxious and vivaciously crowded with strangers, fashion-terrorizing attires, but he can’t really hate it because the food is a total exception. it’s namjoon’s fault for dragging him here with this suffocating black suit.
but different to yerim, wedding days are such blessing. she loves going there; lending hands in being the flower girl and it fascinates jungkook completely that she could look really cute even in just an endearing pink drop-waist dress today. (it's seokjin’s handpick after all, no surprise).
{and obviously, she's the main reason why he lets himself stuck in this kind of event even though it could be painfully funny seeing how hoseok is trying so hard to ask wendy for a dance while joohyun is not letting yoongi getting another glass of wine since they all know how clingy he could be when he's drunk. disaster is everywhere, he could sense.}
but then, his favorite part comes: she smiles shyly when she walks down the aisle, her small hands firmly holding a bouquet of white stephanotis and her long golden hair braided into a simple knot at the tips of her locks. the flower crown is an extra part of her beauty- she looks prettier than the bride or maybe, the prettiest of all to his eyes. just like the stephanotis she's holding too; small and beautiful at the same time.
(he got caught in a thunderstruck daze by park stupid jimin, as she graciously walked passed the rows of seated guests in the church when jimin’s finger pushed his dropped jaw up, closing it before an imaginary fly could get stuck in his throat and jungkook's ears reddened from an utter embarrassment while the older sent him a knowing snicker as in "your secret is safe with me jeon, if you help me score a date with seulgi". jungkook hates his life, sometimes.)
she looks at him with pure wonder when she can feel her small hand being securely clasped in the palm of his warm hand - jungkook just can’t look her in the eyes, she’s so beautiful and he thinks that he might faint, because she’s just too lovely in every way that she does.
the buzzing sounds of chattering folks and the live sonata that is being lightly played at the back seem to get indistinct in between the way she looks at him when his eyes mirror her blinks and he likes what he sees - he loves it.
the cordiality silently engulfs through their connected palms when he could sense how soft and small yerim’s hand clutching on his.
she understands even when he didn’t try to say something that he’s been keeping for so long. she just knows it and jungkook doesn’t seem too surprised. maybe, taehyung was right - he’s being kind of obvious with his feelings.
how he would always wait for her after class ended although he needs to neglect his precious anime, the countless times where he would always give up on her easily because he likes how she’s being clingy on him, and their friends do not miss the sight on how jungkook being protective over her.
especially the way he looks at her like nothing else has ever existed in this world. in his world.
it isn’t something called as brotherly love because it isn’t after all, and she has been seeing these unsaid affection signs without even his realization.
it’s an enchanting feeling for jungkook, yerim and maybe, just for the both of them.
yerim’s lips gently stretch up into a precious, shy smile that jungkook has always cherished and he couldn’t help himself but to treasure every single of his seconds with her - this is too wonderful for anything that he ever asked for.
“or maybe, i’ve already met my prince charming all this time.”