Married to the Wrong KIM
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Jeon Jungkook - a name that sends shivers down the spine of Korea's underworld.
Today, he was supposed to marry Kim Sohee, a glamorous model and a perfect match for the mafia king in the eyes of the world.
But fate had other plans.
She vanished hours before the wedding, leaving chaos behind.
To save the family name, the Kim's replaced her in secret...
Kim Taehyung is the opposite of everything Jungkook expected.
A boy with the short hair, dressed in a white hoodie, jacket, pants, and sneakers.
Just raw beauty and a dangerously calm attitude.
He wasn't born to be a bride.
But he walks into the wedding like a silent storm.
While the mafia world watches in stunned silence,
He's near the dessert table, stuffing his face with sweet treats.
Completely unaware that he just became Mrs. Jeon.
If you want to find him...
Just follow the smell of sugar.
Author
Hi guys, I'm back with the new story.
Author
This story is just simple heart warming and full of sweetness.
Author
I really find it super cute and I can't help but to make an adaptation because the first thought I have when I read this story is TAEKOOK no kidding it suits them so much.
📌*AGAIN THIS STORY ISN'T MINE. ALL THE CREDITS GOES TO ORIGINAL AUTHOR*
📌*PICTURES ARE FROM PINTEREST*
Chapter One: Sugar Over Vows
The chandelier sparkled like falling stars.
The hall was dressed in ivory, gold, and whispers.
Every eye was fixed on the velvet aisle... waiting for the woman who never showed up.
Kim Sohee — the glamorous face of fashion weeks, the woman handpicked to marry Korea's most feared man — had vanished two hours before the ceremony.
Jeon Jungkook stood at the altar, unmoved.
His black suit molded to him like armor, his icy gaze sweeping over the room once —
His jaw clenched only once, but that was enough to send the wedding planner sprinting away.
Someone whispered behind a veil.
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"She left him at the altar? Is she insane?"
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"Does she want to die?"
His silence was louder than any gunshot.
His men were already tracking her down.
But damage control came first.
Saving face was more important than telling the truth.
And in that chaos, someone said the most ridiculous sentence in history:
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"Just use the other sibling."
That "other sibling" being Kim Taehyung — the one no one expected, the one no one wanted in the public eye.
More likely to throw a punch than wear a dress.
An hour later, he walked in.
White hoodie zipped halfway up.
A soft jacket casually thrown over one shoulder.
A red rose tucked behind his ear, not because anyone put it there — but because he liked the smell of it.
Because he'd been dragged from the dessert table.
Kim Taehyung
"Wait, I haven't tried the tiramisu—"
Mother Kim
"No time, Taehyung, you're the bride now!"
He stood there now, next to Jeon Jungkook, still licking a bit of frosting off his finger.
Everyone expected him to tremble.
And instead of shrinking away, he muttered under his breath,
Kim Taehyung
"Damn. Tall."
Jungkook turned his head.
His eyes locked on his — sharp grey slicing through his calm like steel through silk.
Wasn't the bride he was promised.
No desperation to impress.
Something inside Jungkook shifted.
Just a twitch in the chest.
An odd feeling that he wasn't familiar with — like curiosity mixed with déjà vu.
He was supposed to feel...
But instead, for the first time in weeks, he felt something dangerous.
Taehyung scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and leaned a little closer to him.
Kim Taehyung
"Don't freak out or anything... but I think I'm wearing your bride's ring."
Kim Taehyung
"And I think you're standing in my sugar line,"
He added with a grin, pointing to the dessert table with his eyes.
Jungkook looked at the audience.
Then — just once — his lips curved.
The priest cleared his throat nervously.
Priest
"Shall we... begin?"
Jungkook's voice was smooth and deep when it finally came.
Jeon Jungkook
"We already did."
And in that moment, something ignited.
But something just as powerful.
Author
There you go. So how was it? 😄
Author
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Chapter Two: Snuggles and Silence
The wedding ended like a staged scene in a silent movie — applause that sounded more like relief, awkward smiles exchanged like bribes, and a million eyes pretending they hadn't just witnessed the most bizarre switch in mafia wedding history.
But Jeon Jungkook remained as composed as ever, even as the wrong bride sat beside him in the back of his armored black car.
The sun was setting behind them, casting an amber glow on the tinted windows.
His assistant, Namjoon, drove in silence.
Except the occasional sound of... wrappers?
Jungkook glanced sideways.
Kim Taehyung, still in his hoodie and sneakers, was munching on a small bag of marshmallows he'd smuggled into the car.
He offered casually, holding one out between two fingers.
He mumbled, tossing it into his mouth like a popcorn shot.
For a few minutes, the only sound in the car was the rustling of his snack bag.
Then suddenly... nothing.
Jungkook looked over again.
His head had drooped sideways — lightly bumping his shoulder.
And nestled against his chest.
Arms wrapped lightly around his torso, head tilted up, cheek pressed to his shoulder like it was the softest pillow in the world.
One leg slightly curled up on the seat like he was cuddling into a warm bed instead of one of the most dangerous men in Asia.
Nothing — nothing — had caught him this off guard.
The replacement, the misfit — was hugging him like he was his favorite plushie.
Not trying to seduce him.
Just... peacefully asleep.
As if nothing about today was out of the ordinary.
Jungkook stared down at him, his face unreadable.
He snuggled a little closer.
A soft sound left his lips — not words, just a content little sigh, the kind you make when you've finally found something warm in a cold world.
Jungkook looked up, meeting Namjoon's eyes in the rearview mirror.
His assistant quickly turned his gaze forward again, pretending he hadn't seen anything.
Because the King of the Underworld was sitting still...
Holding a boy in his arms...
And for some unknown reason, not pushing him away.
Instead, his hand twitched once — unsure — then settled lightly near his arm, not holding him, but not pulling away either.
Outside, the mansion lights began to appear.
He had no idea whose world he had just stepped into.
For the first time in years... he didn't feel so alone.
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