He pressed his body against yours, holding your hands firmly at the sides of your head. He sure had a taste of the mojito as his heavy, minty breath fanned your lips, nose flared, eyes flaming with anger and remorse.
"You here are my wife. You belo...
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"Well... you guys are already dating." His expression seemed not so good, but his tone held heaviness and came out casual. "Fast and not expected." With that, he turned his head back, focusing on driving.
Okay. You know well where this is going, and you need to stop it.
"Excuse me?!" You finally turned your whole attention to him. "So all this drama is because -" You let out a scoff in disbelief. "You need to stop being a possessive little guy over me when you already have a damn girl, okay?!
He looked at you, surprised, not taking in what you just said. With a sudden halt of the car, he turned to you again with clenched teeth and a flaring nose. "Me? Being a possessive little guy, huh?! What's surprising is that you guys met a few hours before, and you already are kissing, and he dares to call you his! I wonder what all has been done while I was away."
"What all has been done? Why do you even care. This is my life and my choice. You -" Your index finger was now stabbing his chest. "are not my fucking dad. Worry about you and your girlfriend." He was now looking at you with a rather gentle gaze compared to that dagger he threw before as he breathed heavily. "I care, Yn. I care. You will forget me. It has just been a day, and we already are so apart." He has to be kidding. You chuckled at that and continued.
"You care a bit too much for a friend Jungkook."
"I know, Yn. You are like my sister. I-"
"You care too much for a sister, too." He furrowed his brows in confusion. But you need answers too. He can't always come up to you and ask you to stay away from men when he sets you up with them. He can't give you false hopes. He has no right. "Where are you taking this to, Yn?" You sighed heavily. Your tears burned in your eyes, your frustration calming down.
"Look back, Jeon. Look back and see why are we so apart." And with that you walked out of his car. Soon his life, you guess. The tears won't stop. Why are you even crying? Because you guys always get into heated arguments where you get the blame?
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Your phone rang, the screen flickering an unknown number. Gathering yourself, you answered. "Hello?"
"Hi." The same voice replied. The same voice that made you feel so upset. That made you one of them.
Them.
The ones who aren't happy with what they have. You tried. But in the end you are crying. For a mere love that can't stand against what your parents serve you.
"Hey, Irene." You replied with a sniff trying to hold onto the tears that threatened to roll down. "You guessed." You could hear her laugh at the other side. "Is there anything you want to say?" You glanced at the clock that showed the time '1:27am'.
