My Seven Husband

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I was literally tired of searching for seats on the bus. But no, forget about seats, I can't even found a proper place to stand on. Right now I'm squishing in between two hippopotamus sized women. God, what do they eat to become like this?

I was lowering my head to breathe cause I don't think that these elephants are going to let me if I stand still. Suddenly the bus takes a break and I jerk forward, landing on someone's chest on my face. I look up to see a handsome, no no cute, no hot, aish! A full package boyfriend material type boy smiling at me. I was ready to be a creep and stare at him like an idiot when my subconscious mind flicks me on my forehead and I stand up again in my place. My face turn red from the sudden closeness with a stranger but I like it too. I mean... I don't know!

"Can I ask you who tried to eat you forcefully?" I shot my head towards him finding him to smile at me. The two hippos, ah sorry, two ladies dropped the bus at the last station and thanks to that I'm breathing again.

"I'm sorry what?" I frown my brows at him making him chuckle. Oh, he's so cute. Ugh! Fuck you Aria control yourself.

"Your lips are cut. So I thought someone forcefully tried to kiss you."

"Uh no. Actually, I was goofing around with my friend. He suddenly lifts his hand and my lips cut because of his wristwatch." I tried to make a story, god knows even if it's believable or not.

"Friend? He? Hmm, you're the social person I see." He chuckles, making me smile.

"Yeah, I am."

"Hey, come with me. My cafe is near. I'll treat your wound." He said as the bus comes to a stop.

"No, it's fine. I'm okay don't worry about me." I hesitate but deep inside I want to. Oh my God! What is wrong with me?

"Hey, please. Don't worry I'm not a bad guy. You can trust me." I hesitate, then nod at him, smiling.

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"It'll burn a little." He said as he leans over and rubs slightly my lips with cotton, and I hiss in a burning sensation.

"Hey, you okay? I'm not hurting you right?" I shake my head and give him a reassuring smile. He carefully treats my wound and sat across the table.

"So......."

"So......."

He scratches the back of his neck and extends his hand.

"Hi. I'm Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook." I take his hand and shake it.

"Aria, Aria........ Wilson." I was taken aback because I wasn't sure which surname I should say. But then I decided to stick with my own.

"Wilson? Are you perhaps not Korean?" He asks with a curious expression.

"No, I'm. Actually, my dad is American and eomma is Korean. So technically, I'm Korean but not a full Korean." He nods his head and then leans on the table.

"So miss America, what do you do here?" I can't help but let out a small laugh at his sudden cheesy comment.

"I'm a psychiatrist."

"Oh God, I need some psychological guidance. Where can I find you?" I look at him and then out of the window across the street, pointing at a building.

"There. That is my clinic." Surprisingly, his cafe was right across from my clinic.

"Woah! You were so close but we never met before. So from now on, your lunch will be in my cafe. I won't listen any no." He gives me his signature bunny smile and I giggle. We exchange our numbers before standing up to leave.