*Bell POV*

“Three, Two, One, Go!!!!”

Everyone shouted in unison as me and Yoongi popped open the bottle of champagne sending the cork flying somewhere far away.

A whole shower of corks soon followed as everyone else opened bottles and cheered loudly.

Yoongi poured me a glass and I poured him one as we wrapped our arms around each other's and drank it old style.

“Let's get this party started!!” Jiyeon screamed from on top of a chair and everyone stood up, cheering excitedly. 

She was drunk, that's not good.

But it's my wedding so fuck it.

The bright white lights went dark and a large disco ball graced the room with glorious light of all colors.

This was our wedding reception and it was amazing.

‘On The Floor’ by Jennifer Lopez faded in on the surround system and everyone already started getting hyped.

“Come on, let's dance!!” I turned to Yoongi, with hopeful eyes but he gave me a blank face and shook his head.

“I only ever participate in slow dances. It's a Min family rule.” He straightened his tie and watched me intently.

I looked at him with a mischievous smile, taking his features. He was one good looking man.

“Well looks like that rule is about to be broken. Watch Mrs. Min challenge the room for last standing dancer.” I pointed to myself as I raised my eyebrows and he squinted his eyes at me.

“You said it yourself. You are Mrs. Min now. Which means everything you do at this reception is going in the papers tomorrow morning. Someone will talk, someone will take a video.”  He crossed his arms and cocked his head to the side.

“Let them do what they want. It's our wedding. We can do what we want.” I laughed and stuck my tongue out to him while turning around and making my way to the dance floor.

I could feel his gaze burning a hole in my back but I ignored it as I joined Jiyeon who was dancing wildly.

Luckily I had changed my dress to a more suitable choice. It was still all white and long but had a slit down the side so I could move around just fine.

“How much you wanna bet someone gets drunk and breaks something??” Jiyeon licked her lips and slowed her dancing down.

“Fifty bucks.” I ran my hands through my hair and messed it up even more as she smiled widely.

“You're on, sister.” She winked and we quickly forgot our words and started dancing.

Me and Jiyeon were pretty good dancers and there were clearly people watching as we spun around in our heals, moved our bodies so smoothly and flipped our long hair left and right.

The song ended all too soon and we stopped for a short break. I looked up and saw Yoongi watching me with a tall familiar young man standing seriously next to him.

“Isn't that Jungkook? The poor man Jimin tried to rape?” I grabbed Jiyeon's arm and pointed to his still and dark form.

He really was scary.

“Huh? Oh that guy. Jin told me he's one of Yoongi's bodyguards. Like a second in command from Jin type of thing. Jin really made that clear….” Jiyeon's voice faded out as ‘G6’ by Far East Movement started pumping through the loud speakers.

I immediately wanted to dance but a bunch of ‘ooh's’ from the crowd made me look behind us.

Jimin was in the center of the dance floor. Jacket discarded on a table as he moved to the song.

I looked back for a second and saw Jungkook staring at him intently.

My gaze shifted back to Jimin who was literally making the dancing floor and music his bitch.

I had never seen someone move so fluidly. Jimin’s blonde hair was a mess and his skin glistened with a thin layer of sweat as he danced and spun like there was no one in the room.

“Jiyeon….that's definitely Jimin right? I turned to her only to find she was in as much shock as me.

“I…I think so…” She shook her head, stunned with the way our brother was acting.

We had never ever seen something like this.

Then as half of the song passed Jimin suddenly stopped dancing and looked straight at Jungkook. He brought his hand up and pointed to the man standing guard silently, then with his index finger he motioned him to come to the dance floor.

Everyone looked at Jungkook expectedly, cheering for him quietly.

Jungkook remained quiet and just shook his head.

I turned to Yoongi and gave him a stern look then motioned to Jungkook.

He shook his head back and crossed his arms.

I then changed my face to a pout instead, giving Yoongi pleading eyes as I brought my hands together.

He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes as he turned to Jungkook and moved his head in Jimin's direction with a nod.

Jungkook slowly walked towards the group, unbuttoning his suit jacket slowly.

“Show me what you got.” Jimin said as Jungkook threw his jacket to the side and stood in front of him.

It wasn't even a second after Jimin spoke when Jungkook sprang into action. Dancing completely different to Jimin. His moves quicker and more rough.

Jimin took a few steps back as Jungkook started locking hard and fast making the whole crowd cheer and gasp in awe.

It was clear who was the more strong and dominant one here.

After the song ended Jimin and Jungkook were both sweaty and breathing heavily, looking at each other from the middle of the room.

Everyone clapped and cheered for them. All until Jungkook grabbed his jacket and stormed off with Jimin following.

Well those two were fun.

I looked around for Jiyeon as a slow song came on, ‘Chantaje’ by Shakira.

To be honest, I was a slut for Spanish music, and, Yoongi was more than happy to let me pick the music.

Someone cleared their throat behind me and I spun around.

Yoongi had his hand outstretched to me. “May I have this dance?”

He stood patiently as I smiled and took a step closer.

“It would be my pleasure.” I slowly took his hand and he squeezed it tightly as his hand caressed my waist, pulling me closer to him.

“Thank you, for before.” I whispered as I looked into his eyes.

“I couldn't very well refuse your request on our wedding day now could I.” He tilted his head to the side and stared back at me.

“I suppose. Still, this is really nice.” I leaned in a bit more so our cheeks were just touching each others.

I smelled his scent in deeply, such a delicious and comforting scent. I don't think I could ever get sick of that.

“Bell, you look very nice today.” He pulled his head back a bit so he could look into my eyes.

I felt such happiness and warmth at his words. I stared back into his dark eyes, they showed so much feeling right now.

“Thank you, Yoongi. You looked very handsome.” I smiled and leant in, leaning my head on his shoulder as I put both my arms around his neck.

He grabbed my waist with both hands and held me closer to him.

I felt so special at that moment, almost like Yoongi was claiming me for himself and making sure no one else would ever touch or hurt me. I loved that feeling so much.

The song came to an end and although I didn't show it I was pouting so hard internally since I was enjoying my time with him so much.

“We uh, actually need to cut the cake.” I motioned to the table with the big white wedding cake and he nodded while taking my hand.

My mouth dropped as I looked at our hands in each others.

Jiyeon saw me from next to Jin and wiggled her eyebrows when she saw me and Yoongi.

I stuck my tongue out and pointed to him before straightening up because he looked back.

“Here, let's do it.” He held the knife up and I grabbed it as he put his hand over mine and everyone gathered around.

We cut a small piece and everyone clapped as we put it on the plate.

“I'll put this away.” I carefully grabbed the sharp Chef's knife but I didn't know some icing got on the stainless steel hand and before I could get a proper grip it had slipped out of my hand and started falling.

I screamed and tried to catch it but it was too late.

It landed in Yoongi's foot.

He yelled in pain and doubled over groaning in agony.

“Oh God, Yoongi I'm so sorry! It was an accident!!” I lent down, my heart racing in fear as I grabbed the knife but he just groaned more when I touched it.

“Just don't do anything Bell!!”

He turned and gave me a strained, painful and very angry look.

“Don't fucking do anything.”