Seventeen Imagines & Smuts | 18+

2 Minus 1 - JeongCheol

"I do.", he repeated after the priest words when he asked him if he takes the woman infront of him as his lawful wife.

"Now, you may kiss the bride."

And that was the moment when the woman infront of him wearing a beautiful white wedding gown kissed his lips, creeping him down the spines. He couldn't refuse as there were so many people there looking at them getting married. Would he care any less? No he can't. This was just a marriage of convenience, more like 'forced'. What else do he expect? His lover refused him anyways.

He just held himself there, hiding all the anger inside himself and putting a wide fake smile on his face as guests were congratulating them.

Earlier that week

"No! I don't want to marry you."- he heard his lover say in a trembling voice.

"But why?", he asked in surprise, wondering why he is refusing.

"I just can't. Don't ask me why. Sorry Cheol! Its already so disgusting to be called gay by the society."

"Han! Jeonghan! Why are you doing this? What happened? We were never worried about..."

But he left leaving the promise ring Cheol gave him as a sign of their love on the table as if it never had any significance to their relationship.

Why? Why did he do this? Seungcheol gave him his everything but what did he receive at the end? He left him without a word. Is this what you get for loving someone selflessly?

"I hate you Jeonghan. For the rest of my life."
He screamed but that's clearly a delusion. He really loved him but he is helpless right now. He can't do anything. He was just here in the deep valley of darkness.

He was already going through so much of hardship when his dad slammed a photo of a girl on the table and said, "You guys are going to be married this weekend. Stop lingering over your gay boyfriend. You being gay will only harm the company."

"Dad! I already refused to marry her several times. Why don't you understand?"

"I won't repeat my words. I have had enough of you. Now just go and try on the tuxedo. Stylists are waiting for you downstairs."

"Dad! I don't like her. Why are playing with my life and hers. Do you think I will be happy marrying Y/N? Dad I really love Yoon Jeonghan."

"I don't care about your gay shit. She is the daughter of the conglomerate. I need this marriage to get this huge investment."

"So am I a thing to exchange? Am I just a tool for your business?"

"I will be downstairs. Come fast!", and Mr Choi just left him walking downstairs without caring about his only son.

Was him leaving not enough? Now this?

Here Seungcheol now trying out the tuxedos for an unknown girl instead of Jeonghan, whom he loved to be not caring about the society or his family.

Earlier that day

Jeonghan was just casually sitting in living room playing with his promise ring, giggling like a moron when his dad approached him.

"Here's the address of the stylist and your tuxedo is kept in your wardrobe. You can try it on later.",Mr Yoon said throwing a card towards Jeonghan.

"What's the occasion?", he asked confused.

"Your marriage."

"What?"

"Get ready to walk down the aisle with Jisoo. He is my business partner. He will be helpful in my business."

"Dad! I thought when you said you accepted me being gay, you also accepted him. I love Seungcheol. I can't marry Jisoo."

"What? You think I accepted that Choi's spoilt son who likes to boss around people. I was quiet this whole time because I thought you would get bored soon and leave him but you didn't. You better breakup with him. You clearly know we are rivals. He is just using you to take over our company."

"He isn't like... "

"Yeah! Yeah! Same stupid statement. 'he isn't that kind of a person'. How many times am I supposed to hear this? You clearly know it won't take me even an hour to get him killed and no one would ever know... "

"Don't do anything to him. I beg you. I will marry Jisoo. But don't do anything to him. I beg you."

Although Mr Yoon is a businessman. But its just a mask. He runs a mafia. Jeonghan was really afraid if he will do anything to Cheol. He can't bear to see this. Its better he should breakup to atleast have him alive.

He went straight upto Cheol and said, "Cheol, I can't do this anymore." At that moment, he wanted to kill himself.

I am sorry Cheol...

He need to do this to protect him.
He left the ring there. He didn't want to but he had to.

Why am I such a coward? Can't even stand for myself? But if he is alive, I will be happy watching him from afar.

And now...

"I do.", he answered when priest asked if he take this man as his husband.

"Now, you may kiss each other."

And that moment when the man infront of him, dressed in brown tuxedo which was more expensive than this whole wedding placed a soft kiss on his lips. But he didn't feel anything, just a disgust that some other man will touch him and not Seungcheol.

Later that night

He was sitting in a room with embellished walls and red furniture waiting for his now husband to come. Oh how bad he wishes if it was Cheol but what can he even do now. He lost him already.

After sometime the door opened revealing a masculine figure coming towards him with a smirk on his face. He started unbuttoning his shirt. Jeonghan lifted his face to tell him to stop but Jisoo pushed him on the bed and started kiss him without even letting him breathe.

He had enough of him. So he finally pushed him back. "Stop! I don't want this."
But he came closer caressing his hair and said, "You don't want it huh?"

"Ye-"
But he interrupted him by pulling his hair forcefully. The more Jeonghan tried to loosen, the more he pulled harshly. At the end he gave up.

"I never asked your permission to do so.", Jisoo said smirking as he placed his hand on his mouth and started doing things that he never wanted to have with someone except Cheol.

He went deeper and harder as he cried in pain. Bjt there was no one to hear his pain.

"I don't even want you Jeonghan. I have several better options than you.", he said wearing his clothes back and left the room.

Is this my new life?

If only he dared go against his father, this wouldn't have happened. If only he had Cheol. That night, he cried whole night sitting at the corner of the bed.

What did I do to deserve this?

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