(Finished unrevised)
Lisse is thrown into a relationship with the biggest kpop band and is unsure how to navigate that with her dark past and history of mental health. Can she handle juggling 7 boyfriends? Will she fall in love with just one?
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I look over at Namjoon horrified.
"We were in Seoul and figured we'd stop by." The man speaks to Jimin.
I turn to head back to my room but Jimin grabs my arm to keep me with him. "Not so fast jagiya." He whispers so only I can hear. "Well thank you for coming." He gives them a fake smile.
"We've missed you." The women says. Then looks at me. "Apparently you have been busy."
Jimin blushes. "This is my um... fiancée Lisse, Lisseah these are my parents."
"Fiance?" The man gasps looking between us. "Jimin you haven't talked to us that much in months. We've been worried."
"I'm fine." Jimin says. "I promise."
"You didn't even tell us you were engaged." His mom said sadly.
Jimin runs a hand through his hair and sighs. "Namjoon you don't have to stay here for this unless you want to."
"It was nice seeing you mr and mrs park." He bows then excuses himself. He runs up the stairs. I don't blame him the tension in the room is insane.
I notice his mom glaring at me. His dad looks at me as well but I can't make out how he feels. Immediately though I feel like Jimin's mom hates me. I didn't get that vibe with Jungkook, Jin, or Namjoon's family.
Internally I am panicking. I feel like every single korean etiquette I learned had completely left my brain. So I stood there zoning out until Jimin gently pushed the small of my back snapping me out of my panic attack. "Lets go sit hm?" He whispers walking me over to the table.
He pulls out a chair and has me sit. He sits next to me. His parents look between the both of us then sigh. They were just as gorgeous as Jimin was.
"So tell us about yourself Lisse."
I nervously pull at my knuckles. "Um uh... well what would you like to know?"
Jimin places his hand over mine. "She's nervous." He smiles. "Lisseah it's okay."
"Well I'm from America. I'm in my 6th year of college. I'm an English major, but I wanted to advance that to a doctorate." I nervously pull at my fingers again. Jimin again places his hands over mine to calm me.
"We also have something else to tell you." Jimin sighs.
"Another surprise hm?" His dad chuckles.
Jimin holds my hand and inhales. "Eomma, appa, we're having a baby." Jimin smiles.
His mom death glares me while his dad does a lpw chuckle. "Knew it." His dad whispers. "Congratulations." He nudges Jimin's mom gently.
"Yes, congratulations" she repeats.
"Are you happy son?" His dad warmly smiles.
"Happier than I ever imagined I could be appa."
"Good, thats all we ever wanted was for you to be happy." He smiles at me. "Lisse can you speak korean well?"
