~Y/N POV~
If I'm completely honest, Clara reminds me of my late grandmother. She may look too young to be a grandmother but she has that friendly kind hearted nature about her and I cant help but quietly watch and listen to her in my room, trying to help me through the process of choosing my wedding dress.
I don't want to do this, in fact I was very stubborn about this in the first place when Jimin started but he brought in Clara to help and then left. Bringing her in here was a good idea, it was nice to spend time with another female and just talk about things. Except Clara is doing all the talking because it's a known fact I don't want to do pick a wedding dress.
Taehyung should marry that.....well whoever she is and not me.
"Now Y/n, we need to discuss colour of the dress. White? Cream? Red even?" Clara
I softly sighed, standing up from the end of my bed to walk across the room to stand beside her, eyeing up the wedding dresses pinned to the wall thanks to Clara's doings by using some kind of supernatural force.
"What about black?"
Clara raised a brow, her head whipped to my direction. Slowly I turned my head to look back at her expressing no joke to what I said.
"Black?" Clara
I nod at her and turn back around to the dresses.
"Yes black. It's how I feel inside about this whole thing so why not wear black to match the day."
One dress caught my eye, flouting in the air. It was beautiful and it was just the right dress I would of worn if I was marrying someone I love but Im not. Its just a shame that the colour is white.
"This dress is nice."
I poked at the bottom lined and pressed my fingers between the fabric.
"You pick that dress?" Clara
I sighed when I heard the excitement in her tone and shook my head, stepping back from the dress completely.
"If it was black I would."
She only hummed at me and then clapped her hands together, staring up at the dress. I just watched on when her eyes turned pure black for at least five seconds before turning back to their original brown.
"There, done." Clara
She pointed towards the dress before he flouted down in to her hands. I gazed upon the dress amazed that it actually looked better in black compared to white, she changed it for me.
"Try it on." Clara
Holding out the dress towards me, she smiled widely towards me. Still with my eyes on the dress I took it from her and headed towards my bathroom, closing the door behind me.
Carefully I hooked the dress on the top of my shower glass door and removed my clothes just to slip into the dress. It was very easy but I couldn't tie it up at the back, that I would need help with but looking in the mirror at myself I couldn't help but feel pretty. Like a princess really and if I have to marry this man, my so called soulmate then I might as well feel like a princess on the day and try as much as I can to enjoy it. Maybe.
Staring at myself in the mirror I caught sight of my birth mark again on my collarbone. Tracing my finger along the shape of it. I'm so use to hiding it all my life, this dress allows everyone to see it.
Again I sighed, shaking my head at this whole thing.
I don't want to do this.
I want to go home, I want my mom and dad and I want my brother Juwon.
"Taehyung what are you doing in here?! Get out!!" Clara
I heard her loud shrieking voice coming from the other side of the door. It caught my attention but I didn't want to see him or speak to him so whatever it was he can go away.
"Clara calm down I just want a few words with Y/n." King Taehyung
I scoffed, rolling my eyes.
"But I don't think she wants to talk to me right now so I'll just do the talking." King Taehyung
I cringed but walked over to the door quietly just to stand and stare at the door but also noticing his shadow at the bottom of the door.
"Y/n I know you're in there and don't want to talk to me. I can tell you don't and after everything I don't blame you but it would be better if I can see you face to face first." Taehyung
"Taehyung, sweetie I don't think that's a good idea. She has her dress on." Clara
I heard his soft hum but then a heavy sigh from him followed.
"Fine then. Y/n I-I....ugh....I just wanted to say I'm so-fuck this is harder than I thought." Taehyung
"Just apologise to her Taehyung." Clara
"I'M TRYING TO CLARA!! JUST GIVE ME A MINUTE!!" Taehyung
Not only did I flinching at his out burst on the other side but also felt his frustration through our apparent bond. I had nothing to be frustrated about right now so I knew it wasn't myself feeling that way, it had to be him.
"I'm sorry Clara. I didn't mean to raise my voice." Taehyung
There was moment of silence from the other side and in the bathroom. I moved closer to the door, pinning my back to the wood just listening for any kind of movement on his side.
"Y/n I'm sorry about yesterday. I should of told you about this wedding and my reasons behind it. I should of told you about Nadine but I can assure you there is nothing between us anymore and I'm most definitely sorry about my actions in my office yesterday. I let my temper get the best of me and I shouldn't of. I'm sorry." Taehyung
He was calm and yet sincere about his apology but yet I was still hurt knowing he had someone else and she's still around by the sounds of it. I just haven't ran into her yet. It hurts but it shouldn't and that annoys me the most.
"I also wanted to tell you since Jimin didn't when I told him to, was that your brother has been found." Taehyung
The second he said that, I pulled down my dress, stepping out of it, grabbing my robe hanging over the edge of my towel rack and wrapped it around my body, fastening it up and ripped open the door to see a blank Taehyung standing before me. His eyes roaming up and down my body with a raised brow.
"Where is he? Is he here?"
He nods.
"Yes he's here but he's in the medical wing getting checked out. He's spent a good couple days in the wild by himself." Taehyung
The medical wing?
Good thing I know where that is.
With my brother full on my mind I brushed passed Taehyung, running passed him towards my bedroom door and out through the corridor.
"Y/N PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!" Taehyung
"SCREW YOU!!"
I shouted back but continued running down the hall, quickly ran down the main stair case and to the back of the castle on the ground floor next to the kitchen. I steamed through, barging through the single white door just to stop and see an unknown man standing next to my brother sitting on a bed.
"Juwon?!"
My brothers eyes lit up and he quickly turned his head from the stranger to look back at me, eyes wide but large grin on his face.
"Y/n!" Juwon
He shot up from the bed, ran towards me and together our bodies collided into one another as we hugged desperately. I couldn't help but cry happy tears to know my brother is alive and safe. To finally have him in my arms and squeeze him tight.
I have my older brother back.
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Cold Heart
FanfictionKang Y/n was born with a birthmark. Not just any birth Mark but the Mark that showed the world who she was destined to be with. Hidden from the world by her family to protect her from those who would kill her and from the very one she's been destine...
