You were forced to get married to Park Jimin.
Your fathers were good friends and Jimin was having trouble settling in, so they thought that you were perfect for the job.
You try your best to be good to him, but he doesn't.
Your older brother (Yoongi...
"How are you feeling now?" Jimin asked me as he held my hands.
"I still have a bit of a headache. But, it's probably from the rain yesterday." I told him.
He nodded and then caressed my hands.
"If you need anything at anytime, and I mean anything at all, Zaynah. Then, promise me that you'll call me. I'll drop everything and come to you." He said.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Didn't you say that you wouldn't leave your job for anything? Not even me?" I reminded him about what he had said on the first day of marriage.
He sighed.
"Whatever I said, was because I was a little stressed out. I didn't mean it." He reassured me.
"Okay." I answered.
He pecked my forehead.
"I have to get ready now.." I told him as I gently pulled my hands away from his.
"Alright." He said as he stood up.
I went to the closet and picked out an outfit.
I headed to the bathroom and changed.
I came out and then looked in the mirror.
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"Wow. You look great!" Jimin got up and walked towards me.
"Thanks." I smiled at him.
He started buttoning up his shirt.
He brushed his hair and slicked it back.
I did my makeup.
"Are you ready?" He asked as he put on his jacket.
I turned to him and nodded.
"Let's go." He opened the door and then followed me out.
"Are you guys leaving?" My mother-in-law asked.
"Yep." Jimin answered.
"How's your headache, dear?" She asked me.
"It's better now, thank you." I replied.
"That's good. Tell you're parents I said Hi." She smiled at me.
"I will. Bye!" I called out as we both walked out of the house.
We got into the car and drove to my parents' house.
