Snowman || Michaeng one-shot

Disobey

Mina POV

I want to get out of here.

Why do we even have a 'Christmas Party' in our house right now? I don't even know who these people my parents invited are. I hate crowds. I also hate the fact that I'm being forced to marry someone I don't even love. Not to mention the fact that even my 'fiancé' doesn't want to get married.

I'll ask him to do me a favor so I can leave this place. I looked around to see if I could find him. There he is. I found him sitting in a chair, drinking something. I went over to him and tapped his back. He turned to look at me and raised his eyebrow as if asking why I tapped him.

"Hey Bam, can you do me a favor?" I'm confident he won't refuse my request; I've done many of his favors in the past, and now it's my turn.

He smiled "Sure, what is it?"

"I'd like to get some fresh air, so can you make up some excuses if they're looking for me?" I checked my surroundings to see if anyone was listening.

"You can count on me, Mina!" He pointed to himself and held up his hand for a high-five. I smiled and gave him a high-five. I knew I could trust him.

I chuckled "Shhh, I'll leave now. Tell them I died if I haven't returned by Christmas." I whispered the last sentence and giggled quietly.

He laughed way too loud causing other people to look at him. He apologized to them and continued to giggle before talking.

"Okay okay. Enjoy your 'fresh air', make sure to get me some too." We both laughed at his joke and I walked away while waving my hand at him.

I got ready in my room and checked my outfit in the mirror before heading out. I'm dressed in a turtleneck top, a thick coat, and a scarf around my neck. Yes, it's that cold. I walked through our house quietly, hoping that no one would notice me, and thankfully, no one did.

Where should I go? I pondered for a bit before deciding to go to the park as usual because it's close by. I put my hands inside the pockets of my coat and suddenly realized something. I forgot to bring my phone. I let out a sigh and smacked my forehead. I can't go back inside, the people in there might see me.

Whatever.

I continued walking at a slower pace than usual, wanting to take my time.

Is it necessary to be forced to do something I don't want? Ever since I was young my parents have always controlled what I do, including what I wear. I let out a sigh again, now I'm even forced to marry just for the sake of my parent's company. But I don't want to, I have so many things I want to do and I don't even love the person I'm being forced to marry, but don't get me wrong, he's nice and a great person.

Too bad we're both gay.

I chuckled at my own thought then let out a sigh. I've been closeted for years now. Can't believe they haven't found out yet, but isn't it obvious? I've brought so many girls into my house, but no one has ever questioned me because my excuse is always that she's a friend. Maybe they refuse to think that I'm like that? I'm so sure that they didn't want to confront me about it because they're afraid what they're thinking is correct.

Huh? What if they forced me to marry a guy so I can stop? I don't even need to marry anyone because our company is still doing well right now. If it is like that, then it's not working. Them forcing me to marry a man doesn't change my interest on women. Oh, and did I mention that the person I'm being forced to marry isn't attracted to the opposite gender too?

I entered the park and looked around, missing everything. I hadn't visited this in a long time. I've been too busy dealing with things my parents asked me to. I started walking while pondering about what to do.