Fragments of fragile heart

Very long chapter

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The house was filled with a mixture of chaos and laughter.

Jungkook sat on the edge of the bed, his hands trembling slightly as he held the white coat Taehyung had gifted him. It was pristine, tailored perfectly to his form, yet his heart pounded so fiercely he could barely bring himself to put it on. His fingers brushed over the delicate necklace Taehyung had given him long ago, the small pendant pressing warmly against his skin. But most importantly, on his wrist still sat the handmade bracelet Taehyung had tied on him-never once removed since the day it was placed there.

Jin stood by the mirror, adjusting Jungkook's hair while humming. Jimin sat cross-legged on the bed, smirking as he watched Jungkook's nervous fidgeting. And Taehyung's mother? She bustled around, making sure everything was perfect for her soon-to-be son-in-law.

"Oh my god, Kookie, you look like you're about to pass out," Jimin teased, tossing a pillow at him.

Jungkook caught it but didn't respond. His heart felt like it was caught in a whirlwind-overwhelmed, ecstatic, terrified, but most of all, deeply in love.

Jin chuckled. "He's just realizing that in a few hours, he'll be tied to Taehyung for life. No escape, no refunds, no take-backs."

"Hyung," Jungkook groaned, his face heating up.

"Hey, you said yes! You were the one who agreed to marry that dramatic idiot," Jimin pointed out, laughing. "And now look at you. You're all lovesick."

Jungkook bit his lip, looking down at his hands. "It's just... I never thought this day would come."

Taehyung's mother sat beside him, her warm hands covering his. "My dear, He has done everything he could to make sure you know that. And today, he gets to finally call you his husband."

Jungkook swallowed thickly. "It still feels like a dream. For years, I thought my love was one-sided. That he would never see me the way I saw him. But then, he proved me wrong every single day. He made me feel wanted, cherished... loved in a way I never knew I could be."

His voice wavered, and Jin quickly shoved a tissue into his hand. "Oh no, don't you dare cry. You'll ruin your face before the ceremony."

Jungkook sniffled, laughing softly. "I just... I don't have words for what I feel for him. He's my heart, my home, my everything."

Jimin sighed dramatically. "You're such a hopeless romantic, Kookie."

Jungkook smiled, clutching the necklace around his neck. "Only for him."

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Meanwhile, across town, in Yoongi's house, Taehyung was pacing back and forth in his black wedding suit, a bundle of nervous energy. He had been talking non-stop for the past hour, pouring his heart out while his best friends sat on the couch, casually eating snacks and watching the show unfold.

"I mean, can you believe it? Today, I get to marry him. Jeon Jungkook. My Jungkookie. The love of my life." Taehyung ran a hand through his hair, then groaned. "Oh god, do I look okay? What if he sees me and changes his mind? What if he gets cold feet? What if-"

"Taehyung, sit down before you pass out," Yoongi deadpanned, popping another chip into his mouth.

Namjoon chuckled. "You've been rambling for an hour, Tae. We get it. You're excited."

"Excited?" Taehyung gasped dramatically, spinning toward them. "This isn't just excitement, hyung. This is the best day of my life. Today, I mark it in history. No, no. I should get a tattoo! Something small-maybe Jungkook's name. Or our wedding date. Or a whole freaking portrait of him on my chest."