Jung Hoseok

I walk up in a tight embrace. Taehyung hand is snaked around my waist. I feel so safe around him like this.

I move my legs because I'm catching a cramp and he growls at me. Oh. He brings me closer to him and hugs me with both hands.

" Where are you running at?" He whispers to my ear making my heart beat fast.

" Nowhere, my legs are getting dead."

" Good, you won't run away from me at least." He say with a raspy voice. He hovers over me with bed hair and exhales.

" You are so beautiful, you know." He moves his thumb over my lips.

" Only girls are pretty." I break the eye contact.

He pinches my nipple making me look at him again. " You are way more beautiful, jagiya."

He kisses my nose, then my cheek and finishing with my lips.

" I have a morning breath." I break the kiss.

" No, you don't. Don't worry."

He kisses me again and I let him. It is a nice wake up.

End-

We have breakfast together where Taehyung starts talking about the wedding. Now that we actually know the date, we can start planning it.

It's so soon.

" Do you still want a dress?" He asks me.

" I don't want people to think I'm a girl." I shake my head.

" You will not like one. Do you want a white theme or other?" He smiles at me.

He really wants me to have a dress?

" Shouldn't we be dressed in black since you are a mafia. It just....no, sorry, it just went with it more but it's not traditional."

" It's okey. Two men aren't traditional either. We can have a dark theme."

He looks over my body.

I notice my t-shirt is hanging below one of my shoulders.

" Ehm," I fix it, " yes, sure."

" Wouldn't you like to pick a dress today? I think it will be a perfect time."

" We can." I blush at him.

My wedding dress, for my wedding, with my mafia fiance.

-

We arrive at the luxurious shop as three assistant's already Walk behind us making us company.

" Let me measure you sir." One of the men says and he starts to measure my waist. Taehyung is giving him the deadliest glare I've seen.

" I can do it," he says.

" Ehm, sir, it's my job to do it for you." The man says nervously.

" Taehyung, he just needs the numbers so he can bring the dress. For our wedding, hm?" I look at him.

He calms down with my words and I feel a bit proud of myself.

The assistant brings me various dresses as I get to choose from them. Long sleeve, short, lace, fluffy skirt.

" Can you even see me trying these on?" I look at Taehyung.

" Of course, I can. I want to know how hot my groom will be."

-

You can imagine him however you want. He can even have a suit. I just thought it should be extra since it's mafia.

" Okey, I think I like these." I walk out in the black.

Taehyung is absolutely stunned.

" Perfection, jagiya." He smiles happily. I blush at that.

My wedding dress.