"See, just like I thought, a cellphone tower that lights up," I observe while gazing up at the Eiffel Tower.
The area is fairly busy. It filled with tourists and locals. The tourists being the ones staring in awe, and others just walking by relaxedly.
"Don't let anyone hear you say that, I'm not sure if it could be construed as a hate crime," Taehyung hushes me. "And don't think about it. Just appreciate it for what it is."
"But you agree with me?"
"Shh. I'm not about to be your accomplice when you go to prison. "
"You'd abandon me for something that looks like it belongs on a giant's chessboard? For shame, Ahjussi. Going against our vows like that. "
"Which vow exactly talks about jail?"
"Don't you remember? It was in sickness and in health, in treason and when free of guilt." I blink up at him like there really was a vow like that and that I'm offended he forgot.
He just shakes his head at me. "No, I can't say I recall that one. But seeing as it was there I'll have to keep to it," he says while we walk slowly.
"That's all I'm asking really," I shrug. "Let's-"
"Oh, Sorry," he says as someone bumps into him.
The man turns back and mutters very unkindly to him in French "Can't you see where you're walking? You idiotic Asian. Go back to China." and huffs as he begins to walk away.
"Excuse me?" I reply in French quite indignantly before the man can walk away. He turns back to look at me in surprise clearly not having expected me to understand his words. " Firstly, We're Korean. And before you ask the very dumb question, we're from South Korea. Find a map and figure that out for yourself because Asia actually has 48 countries. So that's 47 more other than China," I point out.
"Also Try saying that again, you degenerate racist! You owe my husband an apology but you're insulting him instead? Apologise," I demand."No," he says arrogantly. "Go to Mars if you want. But get out of my country. "
"Oh, I didn't realise I was speaking to the President. You're much shorter than I thought you'd be!"
I honestly don't know how tall the French President is but the man in front of me was just slightly taller than me and one thing I know about egotistical men is that if you pick on their height it does a real number on their egos.
I wouldn't normally pick on anyone's height or pick on anything in general, especially if it's something they're insecure about.
But in this particular case I have no regrets. Also I'm shorter than him so really it doesn't matter if I make a height joke regarding him.
"You bitch," he insults.
Yeah definitely no regrets.
Also, what a lame and uncreative insult from him. I can't even bother to feel offended by it even though I don't appreciate being called that.
The only person that's allowed to call me bitch is Somin and that's because she only does it when she's giving me a reality check or encouraging me.
"You're not going to apologise? Fine," I say stepping forward. "You want a fight? I'll give you a fight. "
Honestly my bravery stems from a few things. An adrenaline rush, indignant rage, overconfidence that I'd be good at hand to hand combat even though I have no training whatsoever and my hand eye coordination is questionable at best, the fact that I'm not alone and Taehyung is next to me, the area is well lit and filled with people, local and tourists and I also have a pepper spray and a taser in my handbag that I'm more than willing to use.
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