Arrange Marriage - Kth.jnk [Completed]

Episode 15

Jennie pov

    After Yoongi left, i sat down on the bed watching Taehyung in sleeping form. My heart kept clenching and unclenching as i continued to memorize his beautiful features. God! I really loved this man.

   Tears filled my eyes and spilled over, i knew i was only lying myself because there was so much more to him than his good looks. The attractive qualities that couldn't be seen were many.

     One of my favorites was his calmness. He usually didn't get easily frustrated and i loved that about him. He would be my rock who could keep me grounded when i was about to freak out. Unfortunately, he couldn't be my rock in this particular situation. More tears came and i sniffed.

     Another quality was his intelligence. He seemed to known everything. There was never a time where i asked him something and he didn't know the answer. I didn't know how he did it but he must've cheated somehow?

     And lastly, how he made me feel happy, content and safe. Obviously i was not close to being happy right now. However, even as my heart was bleeding, i still fellt safe with him. Odd, I know but i couldn't explain it as though my gut knew something that my heart and brain couldn't.

     "Don't cry, honey." He said softly and reached out my cheek to wipe my tears away.

    "Sorry, i thought you were sleeping." I apologized as i wiped at my face.

      "I couldn't sleep with your loud sniffing every few minutes. He reased as his lips curved. His eyes lost their brightness and seemed glossed over due to the alcohol.

     "Oh, sorry." I sniffled again and that made him chuckle.

     My heart skipped and i realized how much i had missed this sound. I got up to leave and he seized one of my wrists.

     "Please don't go." His pleading completely stopped me in my tracks..

     "It's late." As if that was the real reason why I was leaving. I saw the clock on the nightstand and its 11:00pm.

     "Please stay. I need you." He begged again. He wasn't the type to beg so i knew it was the alcohol talking. As i was having internal battles with my self on wether i shoud stay or not.

    I sat back down as he tried to sit up and lean back against the headboard. I stood up as i grabbed the lapel of his suit jacket with one hand and the end sleeve with the other.

   "Here, let me help you to take this off so you'll be more comfortable." I said.

    He moved away from the head board so I could take the jacket off and leaned back again once i was done. I took off his shoes as well.

    "My sweet wife." He said tenderly as i sat back down.

     That comment was supposed to make me happy but it actually made me mad instead.

    "Don't call me that." I said angrily to him.

   "Why honey?" He asked with the most innocent looked.

    "B-because..." My tone dripped with frustration as i stood up for the third time.

    "Because why?" He asked, completely oblivious. Ugh, i wanted to punch him right now.