Bond Made in Hell || A TAEJIN STORY || Arranged Marriage

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Warning⚠️: Looooooong chapter, with heavy angst, and also turned out a whole lot differently than I expected.

Author's P.O.V

'And where are we going this time?' Jin sighs as he slips the seat belt across his chest.

'Relax. I'm not going to kidnap you or anything,' Taehyung chuckles. 'I'm not a mafia boss or anything, am I?'

Jin laughs dryly. 'Well, in another book of this particular author, you are.'

(SUBTLE SELF PROMOTION I'M A FREAKING GENIUS HAHAHAHAHAHAHA)

Taehyung shakes his head. 'Sometimes you just don't make sense.'

'I'm Kim Seokjin. I was born not making sense,' Jin comments, clicking his tongue. 'And that's what makes me special. People who make sense all the time are boring. And you don't want to be around someone boring all the time, do you? I mean, unless you were a terribly boring person yourself, which, as much as I'd like to say you are, you're not exactly-'

He receives no reply from Taehyung and looks sideways, his mouth half-opening to make a snarky remark about Taehyung spacing out. What he doesn't expect, however, is to find Taehyung sitting very still in his seat, his head turned towards Seokjin, listening to him with full attention, his eyes unusually bright and a small smile playing on his lips.

He looks positively adoring.

And Seokjin isn't used to getting looks like that very often.

He immediately snaps his head back to its original position, coughing hard to hide his embarrassment and the rapid reddening of his cheeks all the way up to his ears. He slowly turns to glance at Taehyung once more, and finds him still in the exact same position, his smile only a little wider as he watches Jin get uncomfortable.

'Stop doing that, will you?' Jin reaches over and flicks his shoulder to ease the tension. 'You're creeping me out.'

Taehyung seems to snap out of his reverie, blushing a little himself as he returns his hands to the wheel and his eyes to the road.

'Okay, so where are we going?'

.............................

Approximately half an hour later they pull up in front of a gigantic building.

'Woah.' Jin looks out of the window and gasps aloud. 'How many floors does this have, even? And what's that written on the side of it...Kim Enterprises?'

Taehyung stops the car and turns off the ignition. He screws his eyes shut, grimacing slightly, knowing what is about to come.

'You brought me to your office building?' Jin whispers, his tone deadly. 'Why would you?'

'I promise you, Jin, it's just for a look around, I-'

'I don't care. I'm going back.'

Jin starts to open the door to get out of the car, but Taehyung reaches over and grabs his arm, pulling him back into his seat with sudden force. Jin cries out as he is jerked back into his seat and swats out at Taehyung as though he were a fly.

'Let go of me, will you!'

'Come on, Jin,' Taehyung ducks and dodges to avoids his frantic swatting, trying to sound as pleading and persuasive as possible, his hand still on Jin's arm. 'I just wanted to show you around my office a bit. You're my husband, and nobody around here has even had a glimpse of you yet, I don't want them to think I'm keeping you stored away like some sort of trophy husband, okay?'