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• title , pairing : meet me | jung jaehyun x fem!reader
• description : during your vacation on a cruise, you met a kind hearted guy who you fell in love with, yet being a heiress of a controversial family makes it hard to admit knowing that loving a lowerclass man like him is forbidden.
• note : 1970's theme story, lowerclass!jaehyun on board au, upperclass!reader who occasionally acts bratty towards her companion throughout the whole trip, johnny is also in the story! Inspired by jaehyun dressing up as jack and titanic plotline 'cause why not, yet don't expect a sinking ship— my goal is not to be cliché as much as possible. :>
• word count : 2543
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“ungrateful ingénue always doing the opposite thing i say!" You shake your head in displeasure hearing your mom's annoyingly high pitch voice from the upper deck. “i oblige you to come back here!”
You irritatedly scoff, tongue poking the side of your cheeks because once again— all you can do is to ignore her as you force an eye roll.
The older lady huff out a breathe of exasperation, giving you a mouthful of lectures you've definitely heard for thousand times now as she has no other choice, but to watch your hands latch on the metal banister.
Glancing one last time, you mockingly smiled and started hastily running down the stairs.
She won't even listen to you or leave you alone if you chose to come back, so why bother. You've gone tired of her fuming talks since the first time you're family hopped on the cruise and this became a agonising cycle for a while now.
She has never even tried to talk things out properly and in you're perspective, all you feel and understand is how furious and disappointed you are. Mind is being too occupied by the wedding plans they we're constantly pushing.
How could they sacrifice you, their only child, just to save their stupid reputation. And how come you'll love the idea of saving them when you didn't even like the egotistically, self-centered, and madly absorb stupid looking groom they wanted for you.
And of course, what did they expect? For god's sake, you are just eighteen year's old, you still have a lot of dreams for yourself.
You continued to run nonsensically, until you reach the floor for third class people, In which it seems that, they've been working while checking their products to export.
Pairs of eyes bore on you, feeling anxious while glancing around to those people who watch you in befuddlement. Smiling a bit to look more approachable as you pictured yourself wandering around a crowded place full of not so pleasant sight.
