Mysterious Marriage. || Jungkook FF. (Completed)

ch.5 seeing demons

Yn’s POV:

“This can’t be happening.” I whispered, reading over the headlines.

“Jeon Jungkook, of Jeon Corporation, ditched and then hitched!”

I swallowed hard as I read over it again and again. Was my marriage really on the front page? Already?! My mind didn’t even have the time to comprehend all of this, even though ‘Jeon Corporation’ sounded familiar to me. My eyes scanned over the picture that practically covered the entire page. It was of Jungkook alright, one with him scowling like I had already seen a couple times since meeting him.

I could feel that it was starting to become a bit hard to breathe, especially with his eyes on me. Both from the paper I held and with him sitting in the chair in front of me. Slowly I looked past the paper to meet his blue eyes. They showed regret and apology, yet agitation.

“How did they find out?” I asked, still not sure that was the best question to ask. It was just what came out. I felt sick to my stomach.

He didn’t look away from my grey eyes. “I’m not sure.” The scowl that was on the paper matched the look he held now. He wasn’t happy about this either, I knew. Yet, this was just all too much.

“That’s it then!? We can’t do anything to stop this!?” I pushed again.

Jungkook finally broke eyes contact and ran his hand through his messy hair. I guess since he didn’t have to work he didn’t put gel into his hair to slick it back. I remembered seeing that the previous night, Surprisingly, I liked it more free and natural than I did with it all slicked back.

“We can’t. I can’t. This isn’t a good time.” He told me. His voice was hard. I tried not to grow angry, but a bit slipped out.

“This wasn’t a good time to get married to a stranger either!”

His eyes darted right back to mine, aflame. Oh damn. I swallowed hard again as he rose to his feet, towering over me like a statue. “Do you really think I want to be married to you!? Do you really think I want my life to be judged and posted for all to see, at a moments notice!?” his voice was dark and deep, and I wanted to shrink away, but stood my ground. “I just got rejected by the woman I thought I loved, and was about to marry! And here I am, hitched to another woman I don’t even know! Do you think that makes me feel good!? Especially knowing that everyone knows, and my career will take a hit for it!?” he ripped the paper from my hands and I took a step back in fear.

The anger he was showing was just like the anger that man showed before he threatened to kill me. Tears pricked at my eyes and I tried to push them back.


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Jungkook’s POV:


Anger filled me. I was not really mad at her, but at the whole mistake. I can’t believe how stupid I was to marry this woman, and I know I wasn’t in my right mind. Hell, I was so wasted I could hardly remember any of it! The talking part I remembered, and how I enjoyed her company, but that was it.

I threw down the paper onto the table and glared at her.

I froze.

A single tear slid down her cheek. Suddenly, I remembered what was going on and I felt horrible dread fill me. I could see how she took a few steps away from me and how fear had once again filled her eyes. Did I really scare her that badly? This wasn’t her fault. It was mine. This was my problem, not hers. Sadly, I had to keep her around and involved until things cooled down.

Just like I needed to cool down now.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and tried. To relax. I hated doing this, but I couldn’t have her looking at me like that. Not now, not ever. I opened my eyes and found her rare grey ones. “Forgive me. I didn’t mean to scare you… or make you cry.” I told her, trying not to sound too harsh. It was hard when I had such a scruffy voice. Another downfall I had.

“I won’t hurt you at all, this is just a overwhelming predicament.”

“For us both.” She gently added. I nodded, agreeing.

“For now, we should just stay married. Once things cool down I can see if we can get this whole thing annulled. I really can’t afford another hit to my reputation, especially right now.” I told her and then felt a nagging feeling to say more. “Is… that alright?”

Yn didn’t look away from me, but stood her ground regardless of the unsure look in her eyes. “No, not really.” My heart sunk at her words. Was she really not going to help- “I do understand though. If you need to hold off on it, then I’ll go along for a little while.” Then she finally broke eye contact. “I’ll just go back to my apartment-“

“No.” I demanded and stopped her short. I watched her shoulder rise slightly in shock at my tone and word. I really needed to work on that if I was to ever really find someone to be with. Would women just always hunch away in fear of me? I really didn’t feel like I was that bad of a man, I just didn’t know how to really be around women.

It was tough. They were weak, they were emotional and they were fickle. I never knew how to treat Lisa. That’s when I thought struck me.

One thing Lisa loved was shopping. That was one thing I was able to do to always make her happy. With this new idea in mind, I tried to look a bit nicer and took a step closer to her, eliminating the space between us. Yn’s eyes widened a bit and she played with her fingers as if uncomfortable with the nearness of me. Hell, I didn’t care. We had already slept together…

“I want you to stay here.” I told her gently. Her brow raised in curiosity and doubt, which I admit I found a bit cute. This time though, I was in control. The tear on her cheek caught my eye and I focused my attention on it. I slowly frowned knowing that I put that there. Slowly I reached up without thinking and gently wiped the tear away with my thumb.

Surprised filled me as I felt her skin. It was softer than I imagined. Well, honestly I hadn’t really imagined it too much considering I didn’t love her or even like her in that way. Hell, I still didn’t even know this woman! A smirk played on my face though once I heard her breath hitch. Finally I removed my hand and looked back into her eyes. They were filled with confusion and questions, as well as… longing? “You’ll be safe with me here. In return of you helping me by staying married for a short time, I want you to stay here so I can keep you safe from that man. Does that sound reasonable?”

She bit her lip which made her look cuter. “That’s all that required of me? To just be married to you?” her voice came out softer.

“Yes. As long as it helps my reputation, for now, that’s all.”

Yn sighed. “Okay, then. That sounds reasonable.” I let out a breath, not realising how much I felt relieved that she agreed.

“Good.” I nodded and then reached into my back pocket of my jeans and pulled out my wallet. She furrowed her brows in confusion again. “Is there anything important you need from your apartment?”

Yn stiffened a bit. “No. I just don’t have any of my clothes.”

I nodded and opened my wallet, grabbing a credit card and then holding it out to her. “Here, then take this and go shopping. I don’t really want you going back to your apartment just yet. This way you can get some clothes that fit.”

“Wait… you want me to take that-“ she pointed to the card in my hand. “-And get a new wardrobe?” Her eyes came up and searched mine for answers. Ahh, she loved shopping too then. I could see the hope now starting to show. I guess I found something in common that both Yn and Lisa liked. Maybe I could do something good for her.

“Yes. Take this, go into town and get yourself some new clothes so you won’t have to worry about sorting through mine every day. Can’t go to work in my shirt and boxers, now can you?” A blush instantly found her face and I couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of her showing up to work for Namjoon with my clothes on her. Ahh, that might actually be-… never mind. That would be fun, but embarrassing for her, which I wouldn’t want to cause her more trouble.

“Right.” She took the card and looked away in embarrassment. “Thank you.”

A small smile formed on my face. “Of course, I wouldn’t want the new Kim Yn to be out in public without style.”


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Yn’s POV:


What the hell was he thinking?! I sighed and looked once more at the credit card with his name on it. Was he stupid or something? Or did I just give out the feeling that I could be trusted!? Sure, I was his wife and all, but in name only. He didn’t know a damn thing about me! What if I took advantage of this whole situation!? Doesn’t he, being a big shot, actually think before he acts?

I sighed once more and looked up at the front of the outlet mall in front of me. I had thrown on my now dry clothes from the previous night. Sure, I did love shopping, but how much did he give me as a budget? He never did say and I was too shocked and forgot to ask. Was it like… a hundred dollars?

Damn. Well, since he was stupid, I would at least be a bit smart about it. I would make my budget a hundred and fifty dollars. And if that was more than what he was planning on spending on me then I had my savings still that I could pay him back the extra.

Yes, that sounded good.

Honestly I didn’t know what to think of him this morning. He was angry and mean and I was actually afraid of him for a moment. I realized though that he wouldn’t ever touch me like that other man did, and I was mostly scared of the fresh memories of the encounter. Jungkook wasn’t that bad, and I could still see that.

I tucked the little card into my pocket and waltzed into the outlet mall. I was grateful that I had some into the outlet mall. I was grateful that I had some concealer in my purse to cover my bruise of my chin. Now out and about, Seoul wasn’t that small of a city, but I didn’t really like the large, expensive stores. I was perfectly content getting my clothing from this mall.


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Walking into the nearest Rue 21 I found myself drawn towards the back of the store. My eyes scanned all the different colors and styles of the shirts and shorts that they presented. Jean shorts were super cute and caught my eyes for a moment before realising they would be way to short. I needed to try to stick to more dress casual anyways, considering I was going to be spending most of my budget on work attire.

I scanned the area once more then froze when I saw a sign. A bubble of excitement grew within my stomach as I walked over to the rack. “Three dollar rack!? I’ve hit the jackpot!” I told myself. For once since I found out that Namjoon was getting married, I felt decent. My life was still a horrible wreck, but at least I could thank Jungkook for giving me this moment of relief.

I went through all the sales racks and found blazer, black of course, and grabbed a few camisoles. Also, a few tank tops and more dress like shirts that were on sale. I did spend a bit more on a pair of black dress pants, or at least I could pull them off as dress pants. But after I had tried everything on, I felt pretty good with myself as I was able to walk out with a lot for only spending around 35 dollars!

That’s right! I was on a roll! Of course though, I stopped at Victoria Secret and grabbed some underwear and a new bra, just to have. Honestly, I’m glad that Jungkook had wanted me to stay away from my apartment for a while. Just the random thoughts of returning for a few things made me shiver with dread.

As if going there wasn’t already hard enough.

I ended up, just to pass the time, stopping at a few stores and looking through the cheap, yet cute, jewelry. I did find a few necklaces on sale and one pair of earrings. When all was said and done and I felt good about my clothes, I had only spent One hundred and forty dollars!

And that was with paying full price at Victoria Secret. Honestly, I always would pay full price for them. They were my favorite.

With a small smile on my face and hands full of bags I walked towards the exit.

“Oh Namjoon!” a woman laughed behind me. I stopped and lost my small smile instantly. Sure, there were many people with the name Namjoon. Kim Namjoon, my friend and boss, wasn’t the only one. Yet…

“Come on Tzuyu, you know it’s true!”

My heart shattered once again if that was even possible. Tears pricked at the back of my eyes. It was him. This couldn’t be happening! I had to leave, had to get away before he noticed me

“Yn?”

Oh god! I was screwed!

Swallowing back the tears, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself. Okay, I could do this! I turned around and faced the two love birds. My eyes opened and caught the sight of Tzuyu hooked arm in arm with the love of my life. I felt my heart being stabbed once again. My hand came up and held my chest as the pain was almost unbearable.

Namjoon cleared his throat and nodded towards Tzuyu. “Yn, you remember Tzuyu… my fiance’.”

I nodded, trying to keep myself together.

As silence followed with awkwardness, Namjoon tried to keep up the conversation. “So, are you feeling any better?”

“Huh?” I asked, confused.

He chuckled. “Last time I saw you, you were complaining about low blood sugar. I was worried when you raced out. I even tried calling you later, but you never answered.” His eyes shown concern, yet his next words sliced through me like none had before. “You called her?” Tzuyu asked, furrowing her brows in agitation.

“Yes of course. She is my assistant after all.”

His… assistant.

Not best friend or even a friend. But assistant. The truth was finally coming out. So this entire time I thought we were best of friends, but in all reality we were nothing more than co-workers. Wow. I really have been such a fool.

“Anyways, you’re feeling better right?” he tried again. After looking at me again, he furrowed his own brows. “You look a bit pale… are you okay?”

“No. I’m not.” I told him in a whisper.

“I got it!” Tzuyu’s voice boomed with excitement. “Are you pregnant!?”

“What!?” Both Namjoon and myself asked and eyed her with disbelief. Was she stupid!? Or was she just trying to put an even bigger wedge between Namjoon and myself?!

“Oh come on! She’s pale and not feeling well out of the blue and you said she was complaining of low blood sugar! Those are signs you know!” she smirked and eyed me with a look that said, ‘I’m better than you.’

That was it. This whore had already ruined any and all possible happiness that I ever wanted. Anger started to fill my chest as I put the hurt away for later. “What kind of bullshit is coming out of your mouth?” I asked. Namjoon’s eyes went wide as I’m sure he had never heard me curse before.

“Yn?”

I didn’t even waste a moment or another word on them. I quickly turned and darted out of that mall as fast as I possibly could.