“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 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 hi