Third person's pov

After a few weeks.....

In the quiet of their chambers, Jungkook was immersed in a world of his own, surrounded by the soft melodies of his favorite songs.

As the notes of the music filled the room, he felt a gentle touch on his shoulder, and he turned to find Taehyung standing there, a smile gracing his lips.

"Luna, we have an important meeting to attend," Taehyung said, his voice warm and inviting.

"An important meeting? Where are we going?" Jungkook inquired, turning his full attention to Taehyung. 

Taehyung's smile widened, and he playfully tapped his finger against the tip of Jungkook's nose. "Ah, that's a surprise, my Luna. You'll know soon enough," he replied.

"C'mon Tae tell me," Jungkook said clinging to Taehyung's arms.

Taehyung shook his head with a smile and said, "Go and get ready, you will soon know."

Taking Taehyung's hand, Jungkook got up and made his way to their shared wardrobe. He chose an elegant outfit, carefully selecting each piece. As he dressed, he couldn't help but wonder about the destination of their important meeting.

Once both of them were dressed, they made their way outside, where a carriage awaited them.

As the carriage traveled through the picturesque landscapes of Lendorr, Taehyung's presence beside him filled Jungkook's heart with warmth. Their fingers intertwined, and Jungkook rested his head on Taehyung's shoulder.

With each passing moment, Jungkook's anticipation grew, and he couldn't help but steal glances at Taehyung, who seemed to be hiding a secret behind that beautiful mile.

As the carriage came to a stop, Taehyung gently placed a blindfold over Jungkook's eyes.

"Trust me, my love," Taehyung whispered in Jungkook's ear, his warm breath sending shivers down his spine. "I promise you'll love this surprise."

Jungkook allowed himself to be carried in Taehyung's strong arms.

Soon, they came to a stop, and Jungkook sensed a change in the surroundings. He could hear the soft rustling of fabric and the gentle swaying of something above them.

"Okay, my love, you can stand now," Taehyung said, guiding Jungkook to his feet.

Jungkook's heart raced even faster as he felt the ground beneath his feet shift slightly. He could sense that they were now on something that was floating. He held onto Taehyung tightly.

"Are we on a hot air balloon?" Jungkook asked, he seemed scared.

Taehyung chuckled, his arms securely around Jungkook. "Yes, we are," he confirmed.

As the hot air balloon slowly ascended, Jungkook could feel the gentle breeze caressing his skin.

Finally, Taehyung took the blindfold off, and Jungkook's eyes widened in amazement.

Along the sides of the basket, strands of twinkling fairy lights were carefully woven, casting a warm glow that illuminated the surrounding.

Heart-shaped balloons in various shades of pink and red were gracefully suspended from the top, gently bobbing as the balloon ascended higher.

Jungkook looked up to see Taehyung holding a single rose in his hand, his eyes filled with an intensity of emotion that took Jungkook's breath away.

"Jungkook, my beloved mate," Taehyung began, "I brought you here to ask you something of the utmost importance."

Jungkook's heart pounded in his chest as he looked into Taehyung's eyes, completely captivated by the love and sincerity in his alpha's gaze.

"I want to marry you again," Taehyung continued, his voice growing softer, "but this time, I want it to be a celebration of our love, acceptance, and the journey we've been on together.

Tears of joy welled up in Jungkook's eyes as he listened to Taehyung's heartfelt words. "Taehyung, I... I never stopped loving you." 

"Yes, T-Taehyung, a thousand times yes. I w-will marry you again, with all my love and acceptance."

Without hesitation, Taehyung pulled Jungkook close,

The tears that had welled up in Jungkook's eyes now streamed freely down his cheeks, mingling with the tears on Taehyung's face. It was a beautiful symphony of emotions—a poignant blend of joy, love, and the sheer beauty of the moment they shared.

As they kissed, it was as if time had stopped, and the world ceased to exist beyond the walls of the hot air balloon. 

When they finally parted, their foreheads gently touching.

With an adoring touch, Taehyung reached for a single, delicate rose from the bouquet that adorned the basket. Its petals were the color of blush, like the first blush of dawn.

Taehyung gently tucked the rose into Jungkook's hair, its soft petals nestling against the dark strands.

The rose seemed to belong there, as if it were always meant to be entwined with Jungkook's beauty. 

"You are as enchanting as this rose, my love," Taehyung murmured, his voice a gentle caress. "The most exquisite flower in the garden of my heart."

Meanwhile in Spiunknds...

In the opulent halls of the kingdom of Spiunknds, Prince Arick's anguished cries echoed, reverberating through the grand corridors.

His golden crown was askew, and his royal robes were in disarray as he paced back and forth.

King Frederick and Queen Isabella, his parents, stood before him, their hearts heavy with concern and love for their distressed son. They tried their best to console him, but their efforts seemed futile in the face of Arick's overwhelming emotions.

"My dear Arick," Queen Isabella said, her voice gentle and soothing, "we understand your feelings, but you must try to calm yourself."

King Frederick approached Arick, "We know how much you admire and love Jungkook, but he is married to Taehyung, and we cannot interfere in their union."

Arick's eyes glistened with unshed tears, and he clenched his fists, frustration and heartache warring within him.

"But, Father, Mother," he protested, his voice trembling with raw emotion, "I cannot help what my heart feels. Jungkook is the one who fills my days with light, and his absence leaves me feeling empty."

The king and queen exchanged a sorrowful glance, understanding the depth of their son's emotions. Yet, they were bound by duty and the traditions of their kingdom, which dictated that they could not interfere in the lives of others, even if it meant consoling their son's broken heart.

In the midst of his heartache and turmoil, a sudden change overcame Prince Arick. His laughter filled the grand halls, echoing like the tinkling of silver bells, yet there was an eerie and unsettling quality to it. His eyes gleamed with an intensity that seemed to pierce through the very soul, and his expression took on an almost maniacal edge.

"I will have Jungkook, no matter the cost!" 

King Frederick and Queen Isabella exchanged concerned glances, taken aback by their son's sudden transformation. They had never seen Arick display such intensity and desperation before, and they were deeply troubled by the change in his demeanor.

" JUNGKOOK IS MINE "

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So that was all for today's chapter, I hope you enjoyed reading it,

Do you guys remember Arick from the past chapters ?

Borahae,
Byee.

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