Jungkook came from money. His whole life he was shoved into this mold. The perfect businessman his parents expected him to be. He was the sole heir to the company and was expected to take over and marry a rich heiress names sarah.

He never asked for or wanted this life. He wanted the settle down with his girlfriend and make music. He was built for the stage glowing playful and sweet.

His father as expected hated this. He was absolutely outraged and forbid him to live the life he wanted. In his blind rage he hired an assassin to “take care of you”.

It was a stormy night. You had been vomiting and you missed your period last month. He reassured you everything was fine that gentle voice of his massaging your ears.

He left the apartment taking your car to the convenient store to pick up a pregnancy test. On his way back he was suddenly struck from the side by a large truck landing in the river nearby.

That was supposed to be you.

Within 20 minutes your whole world shifted. And you were sitting in a chair next to a stranger. Jungkook looked at you the warmth was gone. Stood in its place was a shell of the man you onced loved.

He didn’t know who you were. Or even who HE was. Months passed and ever since then you hadn’t seen him at all. Things were radio silent until you saw his mother post a picture of him.

He was standing tall his expression natural and his stance stiff. While a bubbly blonde woman clung to his arm smiling. The caption read my son is finally engaged to a respectable woman. Your blood ran cold you almost vomited and your reality shook.

Since you found that information out you couldn’t function properly. You were eating less. And you were struggling to work. Money had become a constant struggle and you decided to pick up photography again.

You saw a luxury wedding gig online. 10k just for a 7 hour gig. So of course you did it.

When you entered the venue it felt like a castle. Gold and white decorations everywhere. You took a deep breath putting on a fake smile and getting ready to meet the bride and groom..

When you walked in your heart nearly stopped. There he was. Jungkook. His hair styled perfectly, His suit tailored perfectly and the same blonde woman from the post smiling and chatting with his parents clinging to his arm.

You didn’t know weather to laugh or cry because clearly the universe had to hate you. Your heart hammered but something in you decided not to run today. You needed the money for you and for the baby he doesn’t even know is growing inside of you.

Sarah greeted you. Her fake expensive smile blinding. She showed you around the venue and so the wedding progressed. Each picture taken by you felt like you were betraying your own baby.

It was time for then to kiss you needed a good shot in order to be payed regardless of how much it hurt. So you climbed up the ladder to get the shot. You snapped the picture and on the way down your dress caught on your shoes. The latter wobbled violently before you gained control.

Jungkook didn’t understand why but his heart jumped his body flinching and springing into action before he could even think. He caught himself and stilled adjusting his suit. A flicker of confusion on his face before he buried it away.

Sarah tilted her head in confusion at him. “What was that…do you know her?” She asked her voice bitter. He looked down at her his expression stoic. “No. But if someone gets hurt at our wedding that wouldn’t be ideal correct?” He muttered not sure himself why he even reacted that way.