𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 | 𝐉𝐉𝐊

16

Y/N'S POV-

"I wasn't making fun of you." Jimin told me, coming in with a bottle of water. 

"I want to make that clear. I was caught off-guard. Jungkook is my best friend. He didn't share shit about this with me."

"You should have better friends." I said, accepting the bottle when he handed it to me.

He retreated back to the door which he opened, then stood in the doorway of.

"He was willing to force a woman to marry him to end conflict instead of coming to a business agreement." i said.

"I'm saying he didn't do this to make fun of you or to embarrass or shame you in any way. That's not who he is. For whatever reason, he truly believed this was the best solution to the situation. I understand that you might not believe yet that he is a good man, but he is." He said.

"Good men don't kidnap women. Period! There's no way around that." I snapped.

"Okay..." Jimin said, taking a deep breath, then sighing it out.

"I get it. I just wanted to have a talk. I really do hope you can come to find some sort of happiness in this new life. It's not just Jun and Tun who aren't bad." With that, he was gone, and I was left alone to mull over what he'd said.

I mean, from the outside, I imagined the Jeon Family viewed the Kims in a similar way that we viewed them. When each side wanted different things or operated in different ways, it was easy to villainize them. Especially their leaders.

Which meant it was possible that Jungkook wasn't the awful person that I'd been told he was. Clearly, his Family and friends loved and respected him.

I mean, I had witnessed the man nearly beat a stranger to death cause he touched me.  And then there was the whole kidnapping and forced marriage thing.

He wasn't a very good guy. But perhaps he wasn't an altogether bad man, either.

"And he can cook..." I mumbled to myself as I stuffed my mouth with Ramyeon he'd made. 

"He can't be all bad if he can cook." I mean, I couldn't think of a single movie villain who could make food better than my mother.

After dinner, not sure what else to do with myself, I took myself into the bathroom for another long, lingering soak in the bathtub I'd struck up a pretty serious relationship with already.

Dang, I'm already sick of staying all day inside this mansion. It feels like it's suffocating the shit Outta me.

Below me, the sounds of the party lowered and lowered until I was sure no one was left.

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Y/N'S POV-

It's been five days since the party.

And I'm no less than a prisoner. I can't stay within the four walls of this mansion forever.

Yes, I've decided it. I had to go out somehow.

I looked at the evening sky from the window. It looks like it will start raining anytime.

perfect Weather.

Jun and Tun are guarding the gate. If  i step out of the main gate directly without any plan, I'll get caught.

It's not like i'm gonna run away from here. It's just for a short period of time. Just to give myself some space to analyze what all happened so far in my life.