My mother shifted aside and let me see myself in the full-mirror. Her eyes were glimmering and she pecked my forehead and said, "Look at yourself."

I finally turned to look at my image on the mirror.

"Oh My God!" I covered my mouth as I looked at the gorgeous wedding dress I was wearing. It had no sleeves, it had net-gloves. My chest was covered with net designs and my waist had a small ribbon on it. The skirt touched the floor and the designs on it added to its beauty and made it unique. I looked at my face, covered with light make-up. My lips shined because of the gloss and I looked so pretty for the first time in my life.

//

"EuN soL-aHHHH!!!"

Someone was shaking me vigorously.

I realized that I fell asleep in the office itself because JUngkook had stepped out of the office for a while to get some things from the fifth floor.
I coughed and sat up on my chair, "I WAS NOT SLEEPING!!"
I shook my head, wiping my drool and looked up, Taehyung oppa was grinning at me.

"WHY ARE YOU HERE?" I looked at him, shocked.

"You were drooling while you were sleeping... imagine what would have happened if Jungkook saw you!!" He laughed.

"He would have let me-" I started.

"SURPRISE!" He moved aside and instead of finishing my sentence, I gaped at the wedding dress I just dreamt of.

"WHAT THE-" I said forgetting to breathe as well as blinking my eyes.

Jun Yong smiled at the dress, "You like it??"

"I SWEAR TO GOD! I just dreamt of the exact same dress!!" I pointed at it in shock with one finger and the other one held on to the side arm of the chair I sat on.

"REaLly??" Taehyung oppa asked. "You are dreaming of it already??"

I made a face at him.

"Glad that we made the right choice..." Jun Yong, jumped on her spot.

"I am so happpyyyyyy...." Oppa exclaimed and kissed Jun Yong.

"Aigooo~~~ Looks like you guys are getting married..." I said.

"What the heck, Sol... I mean, you are so lucky to get married before us!" Jun Yong said.

"Look at my fiancée... I think we spend less time with each other since the day we proposed each other!!" I told them as I looked at the empty chair where the CEO sat.

"Nappeun Sajangnim... (Bad Boss)" I muttered.

They both laughed in return.

"I think we are gonna hide this dress before, Jungkook sees it!" oppa said.

"You'd better!" I told them and shooed them away from the office.

The rumor about our marriage had spread like a forest fire in the entire country. We were the hot topic of the country and I had got both fans and haters.

I opened the document file where I was writing my first book. I had just begun writing it and the best part, my Boss, let's me write in the office hours.

I smiled at the words typed by me when I heard the door click open.

Jungkook entered the office, sighing a little.

"What's wrong?" was my first question.

"Nothing..." He smiled at me.

"Why did you leave a heavy breath full of tiredness then?" I asked, raising a brow.

He laughed and took his seat.

"Ever since the day we proposed each other, it looks like we have grown apart..." I said.

"Exactly." He replied.

"You think the same?" I looked at him, as I kept the pen which I was playing with between the two sheets of a copy.

"I know, suddenly things have become boring... I mean, there is more load on me and I don't like it..." He said.

"Let's call off the wedding..." we both said together and looked at each other.

"Jinx!" I laughed.

"I am serious, I think, we sped up things... isn't it?" he asked.

"I think, we should take our time and then... but wait." I looked at him. "If I don't marry you now... I mean, then we can't live together!!"

"Point!" He said. "What should we do?"

"Yeah, exactly, if we marry now, media, politics, public... AH! Thinking about all this makes me feel so dizzy!!" I complained.

"That is so right! Who wants so much attention? Neither you nor me! So why to do it among all people?" He said.

I never realized that I would have such an important and serious conversation with Jungkook.

"Should we do it somewhere else quietly?" He asked. "Then we can live together, with no one knowing..."

"But what about the rumors in the air?"

"I will deny it in the press conference and then we can reveal it later on!"

"That is a good idea!"

"Let us tell the others as well..." He said and called everyone to gather in the conference room.

***

An hour later, everyone was convinced and happy about the mutual decision.

They were very cool about it. Mr. Jeon and my mom also agreed to the decision. It would be like a secret marriage and we were totally fine with it!
Mr. Jeon suggested us to take an apartment of his in Gangnam which people did not know about and we can stay there together. YAY!

The day after next, Jungkook denied the rumor of marrying me and the next hour, we were somewhere in a mall with the other boys, shopping for the wedding.

Seriously, such an ironical situation.

"EUN SOL!!" Jimin oppa called me to check his grey suit. I looked at him and rejected it. "You can look better than this!!"

"EUN SOLLL!!" Tae oppa called me. I looked at his weird selection. A black pair of pants and a bright red suit. "What is wrong with you Mr. Fashion Star?"

"This is fashion..." He looked at me.

"Well..." I scratched my eyebrows. Jin oppa came from somewhere, "Tae, you don't want a good scolding right?"

"WHYY???" He whined in return.

"Wear a proper suit... or go to that Gucci store of yours... they will give you something better than that!" Jin oppa told him.

"Eun Sol, how do I look??" Jin turned me to face him. I looked at his pretty face which suited his black suit and pants.

"WAhhhh.... My worldwide handsome oppa!!" I patted his shoulder.

"I know right~" He said and threw his typical and epic and le'jin'dary flying kisses in the air and then one at me. I caught the flying kiss and loaded it in an invisible gun and pulled the trigger and shot it at him.

He acted accordingly and said, "Ah! That hit me hard!!"

"It was an empty shot..." I laughed and shot the gun at Jungkook who smiled at me. He imitated Jin oppa and threw a flying kiss towards me. I caught it and touched my cheek.

"I love you" Jungkook mouthed.

"You don't have to make it obvious that you don't like me!" Jin oppa pouted.

"I never said that!" I said and showed him a heart sign out of my two hands. I broke the heart and placed it on his chest. "I love everyone... half of my heart belongs to everyone... and Kookie owns the entire thing..."

Jin oppa hugged me because of the cute reply I gave him.

"Eun SOOLLL!" Hoseok oppa ran towards us. "How am I looking?"

I looked at him from top to down. He was looking good in the black suit he wore, and it had small prints of white on it.

"It looks pretty handsome!!" I complimented.

"YEASSS!!!" He said and then grabbed out a necklace from under his shirt. "Look I found a horse necklace... it goes with the outfit, right???"

"No." I heard many voices along with mine. I looked back and saw Jimin, Taehyung, Jin oppas standing behind me and looking at him with narrow eyes.

Hoseok oppa's face went all pale and sad.

"But you can wear it, as long as it is not visible!" I said, lifting his mood up again. He gave me a smile and hugged me, "Gomawo, Eun Sol-ahhh"

"Oh MY God, hyung... you look daebak..." Namjoon oppa joined our group. I looked at him, checking Jin oppa out.
(Something smells so gay here...)
"Wah... this print is really good!" I looked at his suit with small printings of two swords. I liked it a lot.

"Ahmm..." We all heard someone clear his throat. I turned back and saw Jungkook wearing a black suit with very-thin white strips and he wore a small little, cute bowtie.

"Aww..." I said as his heart's magnet pulled me close to him.

I looked at all the seven of them and said, "I really should say that I have very handsome friends... and husband."

They all denied it and started laughing in embarrassment.

"Ugh... you all look too good..." I scanned them from top to bottom.

I shook my head and said, "YAH!!! Before I forget whom to marry, get changed and let's go!!!"

I left blushing hard before they could reply.

I was so happy that things were going according to us. Everything was totally perfect.
I waited outside for a while, and they eventually joined me after purchasing their suits. We returned to make the preparations for our marriage.

But, among all the good things happening around me, I had a bad feeling about something, in my heart.

***

A day before our wedding.

"EUN SOL!" I looked up as soon as my ears heard my name being exclaimed out so loudly! I was eating noodles and I slurped in the whole lot my mouth was slurping making a loud sound before Jimin oppa came and sat in front of me in the office canteen.

"WHERE THE HELL IS JUNGKOOK?" He asked, with wide eyes.

"In the office! Figures, I did not see him from two hours before lunch." I told him as I drank some water. "Must be here... somewhere!"

"WE CANNOT REACH HIM! His phone is switched off... did he say anything to you?" He was so panicked.

"He did not tell me anything before he left... wait..." I thought again. "Nope, he did not say anything to me!"

"HE CAN'T GO MISSING BEFORE HIS MARRIAGE!!!!!!!!" He exclaimed loud and I shushed him immediately.

"Don't announce it like that!!!!" I whispered him, loudly.

"I am sorry! But we have to find him!!!" he whispered back. "let's go!!"

I nodded and left my bowl of precious noodles and ran with him to grab a cab and look for my lost husband.

I don't understand what revolution in the world occurs when I have noodles.

"the others left looking for him an hour back. But they all forgot telling you about it!" He said as he completed instructing the driver about our next location.

I really did not reply and tried calling him up. His phone was indeed switched off.
"Where on earth can he go?" I asked him.

"Chill... we will try looking for him!" He assured me.

***

We went around the entire city, sometimes, walking or sometimes on a cab. Mr. Jeon Jungkook was nowhere to be found.

I tried calling him a hundred times and every time it said, "The number you have dialed-"

"IS ING SWITCHED OFF!!" I yelled at the phone and cut off the call.

"Hyung? Ah... we tried looking for him everywhere... There is no sign of him in entire Gwanghwamun. Did he go to Seoul, by any chance?" Jimin oppa talked to Namjoon hyung, I suppose.

“BUSAN? WHY WOULD HE GO THERE WITHOUT TELLING US!” He shouted over the call. I sat down on a nearby platform in frustration.

Where are you, Jungkook?

Jimin oppa sent me home and continued the search for the entire night with the others.

***

Day of marriage.

It was surely not like the day I had dreamt of. Everything was full of tension. I mean, I have heard of the bride running away from her marriage. Bridegroom running away from his marriage… well…?

I was totally down. I was not in the mood to listen to anyone or talk to anyone. I cried the entire night. Eomma and Mr. Jeon consoled me the entire morning. Our marriage was supposed to be at 5 pm.

17:43 a.m. I looked at my phone.

I was dressed up in my wedding gown, sitting, aimlessly on one of the benches of the church.

“Am I here to marry myself?” I thought.

Jimin oppa, Jin oppa, and Yoongi oppa were here with the three of us, receiving and rejecting calls every now and then.

“Where could this boy go?” Mr. Jeon said.

Jungkook had not gone to his father’s place, not our house in Gangnam, not in the company, not in the dorm, not in his own room.

Suddenly I remembered the last thing which Jungkook had said when he had received a call before he left the office.

“You found it??? Where? Oh! Dongjak-gu, Ah! There! I will be there!”

“Dongjak-gu.” I said and then looked at the people around me. “DONGJAK-GU!”

“What there?” Yoongi oppa questioned me immediately.

I said no more and ran towards the exit of the cathedral. All of them followed me.

Why would he go there…?

I looked back and saw all of them, I saw Mr. Jeon and shouted as I held my skirt higher, “Was she buried there?”

“Huh?” He asked.

“Was Mrs. Jeon buried there??” I shouted louder. He nodded almost immediately. I turned and started running as fast as I could.

“EUN SOL!!” I heard Jimin oppa. I stopped and looked at him.

“I will take you there!” he ran towards me jingling his car keys.

I looked at him with dewy-eyes.

“I won't be slow… let’s go!” he gave me his cheeky smile. I returned a smile and we got into the car. He drove as fast as he could. It was 7 kilometers away and I had not lost hope in his tempo. We almost flew there.

“But where is he?” He asked me as we entered the district area.

“Seoul National Cemetery,” I said.

“What?” He looked at me. “Are you sure?”

I nodded, “For the first time in my life, I am.”

We reached the cemetery and I gulped and entered the cemetery with Jimin oppa. I looked around at the huge field of gravestones. Jimin oppa tapped my shoulder and I looked at him. He pointed at a figure with his finger.

I looked at the black-suit the figure wore. I looked at Jimin oppa. He smiled and nodded his head.

I smiled as I felt a tear drop roll down my cheek and I ran towards the figure.

The same suit was becoming clearer, it was Jungkook. I was sure.

“Jungkook?” I said.

The figure slowly turned to look at me. His face was damped with tears.

“Ever heard of a runaway bridegroom?” I told him as tears ran down my cheek.

He shook his head. I wiped his cheeks and said, “I know, he is standing right in front of me.”

He smiled and looked at me.

“Pretty.” He ran his hands down my elbows and held my hands. “You look so pretty…”

I sniffed and smiled. “Really?”

He nodded and wiped my tears.

“We are late for our wedding…” I said as I held his hands tighter.

“I am sorry, there were no trains available and I did not want to leave my…” He looked to his side.

I sat down on my heels and told the grave,
“Eommoni, I am Park Eun Sol, your son’s wife. You know what? I will take care of him and sacrifice for him until I die! Eommoni… I will play the part which you couldn’t… I want your approval and blessings… after all, he won’t get a girl like me! Please, look over us. I sincerely love him… I sincerely take him as my husband.”

Jungkook sat down and said, “Eomma, and I take her as my wife… I will love her and sacrifice for her until I die… I will take care of her and change myself for her… eomma, I have never ever loved so much before… please give us your blessings and give this assistant of mine some brains to do well in front of the others…”

I elbowed him. He laughed.

“I think we had our marriage here…” I told him.

“Well, one line is left…” We heard a third voice. The both of us looked back as we stood up slowly. The boys, stood at a distance, smiling at us, I found Jun Yong there as well… Mr. Jeon and my mother stood together and Jimin oppa stood in front of us.

“We all declare you husband and wife…” He smiled.

I looked at Jungkook and he looked at me.

We both connected our lips as the sunset rays fell on our bodies.

And that is how I got married. From a jobless adult to family problems to become my high school crush’s assistant and now becoming his wife… with the cemetery being my church, the aisle where there was supposed to be organ played while I walked slowly and graciously, was replaced by a narrow path with dead bodies on either side and I ran on it... and not to forget that the bishop was replaced by my best friend, Jimin oppa, who declared us husband and wife.

Life was never so exciting and bizarre… life was never good without love… life was never good without friends… and without a bowl of noodles.

***

“WHO IS CLICKING THE PICTURE???” Namjoon oppa shouted.

We all ended up clicking a family selca. Jungkook and I got photos clicked together. Actually, Jun Yong and Taehyung have more pics than us. Everyone clicked random photos of me throwing the flower bouquet in the air and it was caught by Hoseok oppa. Everyone laughed. Jun Yong became sad. Taehyung stole the flowers from me and gave it to Jun Yong and then kissed her.

Jungkook and I laughed at everything happening. I wonder what life would be like living together while hiding it from the public… I wonder how much more I had to see.

 

 

the end.