"Arrange Marriage." Jk || jungkook x Y/n

Marriage. || 4

Even jungkook was impressed by Yn's persistence.
Jungkook: "suit yourself."

→ The next day.

Yn was at work.
She still couldn't believe her damned fate.

She was in her office, checking out the latest edited pics of a vogue magazine.
But she got interrupted by the ringing of her telephone. She picked it up.

→ 📞
Manager: "Ma'am there's an emergency."

Yn: "What??"

Manager: "The model we needed for today's shoot called in sick.."

Yn's face dropped as soon as she heard that. They needed a model today. They'd be robbed if they didn't complete the photo shoot today.

Yn: "WHAT. We need a new model."

Manager: "Ma'am there aren't any models available on set. This is a big loss for our company."

Yn hangs up. Fuck. She needed a model. And on top of that it was a male campaign. She isn't in contact with many of them.

She will have to afford a big loss.. unless..

→ time skip.

Yn sat at the studio. Seeing her new model for this brand.

She smirked.

Jungkook stood there. With a "what the fuck." Look.

Jungkook: "I thought we were gonna talk about cancelling the damn wedding. Now what is this."

Yn looked at him with pleading eyes.

Yn: "Who said no to that? But first I need you to do me a favour in return."

Jungkook rolled his eyes.

Jungkook: "No."

Yn sighed.
Yn: "Alright. Figure out this marriage disaster yourself."

Jungkook stomped on the floor.

Jungkook: "Fine. The fuck, do you want?"

Yn: "Model for my brand."

Jungkook scoffs.
"My one commercial is worth millions. And you expect me to do it for you?"

Yn: "you'll get paid. Shutup."

Jungkook: "whatever it takes to get this over with."

→ 2 hours later.

The shooting was closed. Yn couldn't deny it. Jungkook put some effort in this work. He looked so attractive.

Yn was zoning out in her thoughts when she felt someone staring at her. It was jeon. He looked mad.

Jungkook: "Now. Tell no to your mother. Or whatever."

Yn: "Alright, I'll do just that when I'm home."

Jungkook: "Fuck. I don't believe you. Do it right now."

Yn sighed, she dialed her mom's phone and put it on speaker.

→ 📞
Mrs.Ju: "what is it?"

Yn: "I don't wanna marry jungkook."

Jungkook smiled satisfied.

Mrs.Ju: "You don't have a choice, young lady."
Hangs up.

Yn looks at jungkook.
Yn: there you go.

Jungkook clenched his fist.
He put on his jacket, grabbed his car keys, leaving in anger.

Meanwhile yn was satisfied from the result. She got what she wanted. She did kinda use him. But was it worth it? Totally.

→ 4 days later.

Time went fast. It was already the wedding day.
Yn was hoping jungkook would pull one of his stunts and just ditch the wedding. But he has made an image infront of everyone.

They both were standing next to eachother as the priest read some nonsense which went over both of their heads. That was the least thing to think about right now.

"Now you may kiss."

Both jungkook & yn became alert.
Kiss? Who?

Jungkook scoffed, leaning in. He placed a finger on Yn's lips making it seem like they kissed. In reality the didn't.

→ it was 12:00 pm.
Everyone had already left the avenue. Yn's ankles were aching. She had to stand on those sharp heals for hours. She just wanted to throw them off.

Mr.Jeon approached both of them, he took out a pair of keys and gave them to jungkook.

"I already got the furniture adjusted."

Yn gasped, already moving in!?

→ at the penthouse.

Yn was holding up her dress, preventing it from getting beneath her heels causing her to fall.

She went inside and immediately fell onto the sofa.
She took a deep breath.

Then she started taking off her heels. She took them off and threw them onto the walls corner.

Jungkook didn't even say anything. He was mad. He went to his room, slamming the door.

Yn went to her room aswell, she undressed. Changing into her pajamas. God this was comfortable.

She plopped onto the bed.
Before she knew it her alarm was ringing.

It was 6:30 she had to leave for work at 8:00

Yn took a warm shower, than she changed. She went out and made breakfast placing it on the table.

She went to grab her car keys only to realise her car was at her apartment. Fuck. Does that mean she has to leave with jungkook? Fuck no.

It didn't take jungkook long too, get dressed. He walked out. He was looking damn fine. Wearing a black suit.

He didn't even bother to look at the breakfast made for him. He grabbed his car keys. Ready to leave.

"Wait. I need a ride."

Jungkook turned back, anyone could tell he was not in the mood.
But he couldn't say no, either.

→ "Marriage." End of part 4.