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Yoongi - hate to love me

Arranged. That's all it was. No love involved. My parents had sent me off to get married to the one person I couldn't stand. Min Yoongi. In parents word 'it will help with both our companies'. I hated that my love life was decided by my parents. Yoongi seemed to be 'ok' with it. He couldn't care less that we're married without love involved. We do sleep in the same bedroom but this fucker decided to be two single beds in the room. I might aswell just have my own my room at this point. Currently I was getting myself sorted for a dinner party we were having with family and friends. I kind of wanted to use this night to annoy the shit out of Yoongi or maybe do something that would show me he somewhat cares about me.

"Mrs Min, Mr Min has asked me to inform you that guests are starting arrive and would like you downstairs in 5 minutes"

"Then you can tell him that I am not finished getting ready so unless he wants to come help then he can wait, can't he"

The guard bowed before walking out of the room. The audacity and nerve to tell me to hurry up. Not even 30 seconds went by before the closet door got busted open.

"Are you going to push my limits tonight?"

"Like I said, unless you want to stand here and help then you can wait. Be a good husband will you"

"You're being a brat"

"Don't you want me to look nice and put together in front of everyone?"

I stayed standing in front of my clothes with my silk robe and underwear on. I slowly turned around to face Yoongi. The fire in eyes went away and I saw them be filled with lust. 

"Are you going to stand there or are you going to let me get ready?"

"Just please hurry up Y/N I don't want everyone to be waiting"

I just have to get a dress and shoes and then I'll be down. Don't get your dick in twist"

He scoffed at my response before walking out of the room. After a while I let my mind pick a spaghetti strap lilac dress that stopped mid leg. Appropriate for tonight. I slipped on my slippers. I would've worn normal shoes but Yoongi doesn't like shoes in the house. I walked downstairs and joined everyone.

"Oh my look at how beautiful my daughter in law"

"You look better than I do father"

"How is marriage"

"Still in early stages but it's going great"

Lie, Lie Lie. It was not good. 

"That's nice to hear. Is he making you happy"

"Very"

Another lie. 

We made our way over to the dining area and took our seats with Yoongi and his father being at each head of the table. I sat down next to Yoongi with my mother opposite me. The dinner was going smoothly and everyone was having fun, until it got ruined. 

"So Yoongi, I must ask as your mother. What made you decide to go through with the marriage?"

I choked on my drink when the question was asked. I composed myself wanting to hear Yoongi's answer. 

"Umm, well firstly I knew you and father liked the thought of me being married and secondly it was with Y/N how could I not"

"Hmm, I beg to differ"

"What's that supposed to mean mother"

"Don't think it is a conversation that should be spoke about in front of everyone"