Familiar Stranger// Wonwoo X Reader

Lost and found

Weeks had passed. There was no sign of Y/n.
Jungkook's desperation had died long ago and so was his curiosity drowning slowly.

Nobody uttered the name of her in the last few months.
Wonwoo seemed to have forgotten the existence of a girl so important in his life and appeared to have grown in mental age.
If one was to ask him of his favorite food, he'd have no answer.
Similarly favorite color, or movie.

Jungkook remembered the last movie they watched together with y/n, but he doubted if that memory still affected Wonwoo.

It was until one day there was a knock on Jungkook's door.
It was Mrs. Jeon herself.

"Sit down I have something to talk to you about.", she said in a dominant tone.

"regarding..?"

"Your brother, Wonwoo."

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Y/N's POV

Home is definitely the most comfortable place on earth.
One could ditch all his plans, classes and stay home and they still wouldn't feel guilty.
Or so have I been feeling lately.

Ever since the traumatic 'moving on' did me dirty, I've been as inactive as a hibernating bear.
Last month my friend called me to meet up and I simply came up with the excuse of having the flu.
Works smooth like butter.

As for my parents, they never forced me to do anything. If I was going to college or not, focusing on my career of not, they never paid heed to it.
Probably because they actually were seldom there for me.
I remember how I found someone whose parents were just like mine;
As caring as the sun, but one could never have its sunlight all to himself. It will always shine for others too, and you can do nothing except accept it.

Being rich sure has its perks, but if your mental health is lagging behind, stuck on a memory your mind can't let go of...
Then sweetheart, no matter how many green bills you use to get rid of the thoughts all day, it comes gushing down at night, weighing heavy on your shoulders.

Philosophy had become my friend when I broke up with a certain someone.

It was another night after dinner when the maidservant was picking up the dishes off the table.
For some reason, mother looked hesitant about something.
The strained look on her face, pursed lips and frequent glances at me and my dad announced her clamped nervousness.

Before she could, I cleared my throat.

"Mother... Father. Is there something you guys wanna say", I wiped my mouth right after.
It could have indicated my defensiveness to them but I cared not.

"Y/n, my child"... Mother started...

"there is um.. Indeed something we'd like to speak to you about.", father added.

"yep I'm listening", I obidiently said.

"There's this.."

"You see.."

Somehow jumbled up phrases came out of their mouth which made them look anxious as hell.

"oh honey, we were thinking about the fact that it's your age...and people your age are falling in love and all and-"

"We were thinking of getting you married.", the two said in uncanny unison.

"Married? But why?", I squinted my eyes at them suspiciously.

"it's just that when you have a family of your own, you will not feel as lonely as you do now."
It seemed to me, as if they looked right through my facade of happiness into my troubled heart.
Of course, most people who love you, can tell when you are upset.

"but mom, dad, I already have a family.. You both are there for me.",
I tried convincing them. Although marriage used to be on my list when I was a teen, now it feels too burdensome.
Forget the fact that I'm still not out of love with a Familar Stranger.

"my baby girl.. I love you so much but you know, it's our responsibility to get you a prince charming of your own."

"OH please, I'm not a kid anymore.
I don't believe in prince charmings."

"Y/n my baby, please try to understand.
Right now your dad is on the peak of the entertainment industry;
But you know how these work.
One minute you're at the top and the other, everyone forgets you"

"We want you to get married to the best man for you.", my father looked into my eyes as he leaning in to gently hold my hand.

"and more importantly.... We already found someone for you-"

"He's a sweetheart. An excellent man"

"but-"

"Please do this for us honey.
We never asked anything from you.."
This.
This is the wild card parents use to make their wards do anything they want.

"Are you gonna play this now? Mom
Dad? Please?", though I did not realize it right away, my heart was broken somewhere deep inside at this news.

"Hmm", father sighed, "I guess then..", and traced his footsteps back to his bedroom with a long face.

"listen love...
I might sound vague... But this is really important.
For us."

"and I know you'll be very happy with him. Don't you trust our choice?", she tried her best to manipulate me.

"hmm I do", my eyes looked down.
It was true that I never looked forward to a love marriage and fantasies of that kind. But the recent events had given me too much to taste, guilt, love, distrust, pain, and more.
Maybe it will be better for me to move on from him.
Maybe not.

"and.. and you don't have to marry a stranger.. There's no hurry.", my mother held my shoulders from behind.

"Tomorrow is just a party where you'll meet him.
Get to know him.. And then think about it.", she kissed on my forehead before nodding at me and staring ascending the stairs leading to her bedroom.

"and I hope your decision will not let me down.", with this the conversation ended.

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