Seokjin's pov:
'My bed is the most comfortable place, after all.'
Other people might think that getting grounded was a punishment but it was more like a reward for me. I rolled on my bed mindlessly for a while, then sighed when a gloomy thought occurred to me.
'In any case, people are probably in an uproar because of the scene I caused at the banquet hall.'
I didn't need to go to another social event to know what people were saying about me. 'They're probably talking about how I dramatically fainted at someone else's banquet and the strange gift I gave. Everyone must be criticizing me for being an attention seeker.' But as someone who disliked attending banquets and other public places that attracted unwanted gazes, I was far from that. I simply wanted to go home after quietly attending the banquet, knowing that my reputation would continue to tarnish if I stood out. However, the situation had been out of my control.
'Well, I should start thinking about what I can do.' In this situation, it would be a good idea to explain my point of view to other people, but I didn't even want to bother with that.
'Wouldn't people forget about what happened if I kept out of touch for a while?'
It might also be a good idea to not meet anyone for a while, but that idea was soon discarded as well. 'Doing that will be pointless if my father decides to marry me off.'
As a headache started to form, someone knocked on my bedroom door.
"This is Beomgyu, my lord."
"Oh, yes. Please come in."
When I gave him permission, he entered the room. I widened my eyes upon seeing the pile of letters on the silver tray he was holding.
"That's...?"
Beomgyu noticed my surprised expression and smiled gently. "These are all for you, my lord."
I opened one of them, hoping that it wasn't a blackmail letter. Now that I was the prime subject of gossip, I was worried that people who held a grudge against me enclosed something dangerous, like a razor blade inside. After checking the contents of the letter, I widened my eyes.
'An invitation?'
I looked through the message, which started off with a greeting, then a request to attend a social event that sender, the son of the noble household was hosting. I checked the other letters just in case, and they likewise asked for my regards and expressed their wishes to invite me. All these letters were sent in the names of sons and daughters from noble families.
'Why is everyone suddenly doing this?' Although I harbored a suspicion, it simply didn't make sense for others to approach me using the same method as Rose had. 'I really hate this.' It was to put it plainly, inconsiderate for them to send an invitation to someone who was rumored to be sick. In any case, I had no reason to attend another banquet after going through such trouble recently.
'If I decline their invitations without giving a reason, they might become hostile towards me. I should just say that I don't feel well.' It was a reasonable excuse because many people had witnessed my embarrassment leaving the banquet in my father's arm. I sighed when I picked up another letter and saw a familiar name.
'Rose?' It was from Rose, the star of the birthday banquet where I caused a scene. I couldn't help but feel nervous when I saw the letter. 'It's only natural of her to be angry with me.' With this thought, I opened the letter and read it.

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Father, I don't want to get Married | Jinkook
Historical FictionBased on a novel "Daddy, I don't want to get marry!" I am Seokjin? The son of the duke and the villain of this novel? I managed to avoid my death with some previous knowledge about my life, as this was my second time at it. Now, I should be able to...