Corona got me over here writing and shit. I got about twelve drafts.

Author's POV:

Jihyun bounced his leg nervously as he sat in his seat. The woman from before had taken to a beautifully decorated garden.

    Everything was amazing but Jihyun couldn't take it all in. He was too preoccupied with his own fears, doubts, and regrets. He had been looking down at the grass when he heard someone approaching him. He looked up and saw Jungkook standing in front of him with two of his guards. He couldn't lie. The boy look very handsome for a psychotic asshole.

"What the fuck do you want?" Jihyun spat.

"I just wanted to come and thank you for your part in helping me make my dreams come true." Jungkook sickeningly sweet smile irked Jihyun.

"I had no choice." Jihyun spoke clearly unamused.

"You always have a choice. Fortunately for you and your loved ones, you made the right one."

"I'm not so sure." Jungkook's smile disappeared being replaced by a suspicious frown.

    "What do you mean by that?" He didn't mean anything really. He just wanted a chance  to press Jungkook's buttons for a change.

    "I mean maybe Jimin hyung was right from the beginning. Maybe I shouldn't have even spoken to you. Maybe I wouldn't have been forced into playing your minion or forced into tricking my brother to come to a secret wedding he's forced to be apart of."

    "I'm not forcing anyone! Jimin loves me and I love him. He just needed a little push that's all." Jungkook defended.

    "Yeah? Keep telling yourself that and maybe you'll actually believe it one day." Jihyun chuckled.

    "Shut the fuck up or I'll-!"

    "You'll what? We both know you can't hurt me. Jiminie hyung definitely won't forgive you if you do. Therefore I can say whatever I want and you won't do a damn thing about it."

    "No worries. There's nothing you can say or even do to ruin my day. Everything is in place. There will be no coming and going of any sort. Everything will go according to my plan."

    "We'll see about that." Jungkook glared at the latter.

"Jihyun, if you're planning on disrupting my special day in anyway, I'll have your head on a plater and so much more." Jihyun only scowled at the younger without any words. "Now I hope you enjoy yourself. I've planned everything to be perfect not only for Jimin and I, but also for our guests." Jungkook said returning to his previous nature before turning away and leaving behind a pissed off yet helpless Jihyun.

——

"There's my Jinnie. I missed you so much. You're never gonna leave my side again okay?"

Jin stared at the ceiling as the man above him feathered kisses down his neck. He didn't want this, but it didn't matter. It never did when it came to Jeon Junsuk. It wasn't like he could fight back anyway. He was bound. The only thing he could do now was delay the inevitable.

"W-What about you wife?" Jin asked with a shaky voice. The older chuckled and looked up at Jin.

"I already told you. She's no longer an issue." He said quite smugly which didn't go unnoticed by Jin.

"What do you mean?" He frowned.

"She drowned." He answered in a monotone.

"What! She's dead! When? How?" Jin's eyes widened. He couldn't believe the woman was really gone.

"How do you think?" Junsuk smiled evilly.

"Wait.. no..you didn't. Did you?"

"I couldn't let her get in the way again. Not when Jungkook told me that he would bring you to me. So I sent her on a spa trip where a highly trained assassin may or may not have drowned her in the hot tub making it look like an accident." He some so casually as if they were talking about a trip to the grocery store.

"Are you crazy! You're a fucking murderer!" Jin tried toughing at the chains again to free himself. He did not want to be in the same room as the older anymore.

"Hey! Watch your tone. We don't want anyone to hear us now do we." He pressed a finger on Jin's lips shushing him.

"I don't fucking care! You had your wife kil-"
The hand that flew across his face cut him off with a sting.

"Calm down. I don't like hurting you baby, but I will not allow you to speak to me that way. I don't even know why you're so upset. She was such a bitch to you."

"That's because she knew her husband was fucking me. I'd be a bitch too if that were the case. Besides that she was still a human being and Jungkook's mother. Does he even know?"

"He doesn't need to. It's not like I could tell him either. In our agreement he made it clear that I wasn't allowed to contact him in any way."

"You mean your trade off. By the way, I had no clue I was so expendable." Mr. Jeon grinned and move back to his neck.

"Baby you're not expendable. You're my precious jewel." Kiss "So beautiful." Kiss "And tasty." Kiss "I miss how you taste." He paused staring at Jin's plump lips. Not waiting a moment longer he leaned in, but as soon as Jin realized his plans, he turned away denying the man's desires. This infuriated the older. He harshly grabbed a strong hold on Jin's chin. "This is happening whether you like it or not. Do not fight me or else.. Yungjin will pay the price." Jin's eyes got big once more.

"No! Don't touch him!" He thrashed around.

"Don't make me!" Junsuk retorted making Jin stop all of his movements.

"Fine. Do what you want to me. Just please... don't hurt my son." Jin said defeatedly on the brink of tears. With that the latter kissed him deeply as he reluctantly returned the gesture.

——

    With shaking hand and a quivering lip, Jimin pick up the golden pin and signed the papers. That was it. It was done.

    Jimin was escorted out of the room by the same men that brought him there. They took him to another room where he expecting to see Jungkook, but instead he saw another woman. She had short black hair, a pencil behind her ear, and a clipboard in her hand. Once she looked up she was startled by his presence.

    "Oh I'm sorry I didn't see you there. You must be Jimin. It's so nice to finally meet you. Jungkook has told me so much about you." She extended her hand out towards him, and he hesitantly shook it.

    "Who are you?" Jimin frowned.

    "Oh please forgive me. I'm Ms. Lee, you're wedding planner." She giggled.

    "I'm sorry what?" Jimin's eyes widened.

    "I'm the wedding planner your lovely husband-to-be hired. When he asked me to do such a grand wedding in such a short time, I didn't know if I could pull it off or not. Luckily I had a lot of help and he seemed to know exactly how he wanted everything. Although it was very strange for me when he said I wouldn't meet you until the day of the wedding. I have to say it was a first.." She continued on while Jimin was mentally freaking out. He had tuned her out right after he hear the word, 'wedding'. "Hey are you alright? You look a little pale."

   "Y-yeah I'm fine." He was totally and completely not fine. Everything made sense now. The outfit, the hair, the makeup, the venue, and more so the documents. Jungkook was going to make everything official. Even if Jimin wanted to run after this whole ordeal, he and the younger would still be legally tied to one another.

    "You really don't look fine Jimin. Here, have a seat. I'll go get you something to drink."

    "No it's fine. I'm fine. I just felt a little woozy."

    "Ok. If you say so. As I was saying before, the wedding will begin in a few minutes. Your bouquet is on the table. I'll come tap on the door when it's your turn to walk down the isle." She smiled and left the room. Jimin just sat there thinking about how it'll feel being married to a monster. Jimin was sure he wouldn't be able to stand it for long. He thought about throwing himself out the nearest window but there were none. Not after long he heard that tap. This was it. In a few moments his life would officially be over and he'll be on his way to hell.