Arrange Marriage || JJK

˚⸙͎۪۫⋆ Chapter 5 | I like him?

Y/n's pov.

Ever since mom and dad left this morning, and I was left with Mishel, I was just getting more and more nervous thinking about the person who will soon be here for the blind date.

Not like this was my first date or something, I was just feeling extremely wrecked. For me, it was now or never. But like every other guy I had met, my hopes always went down meeting them. Not like I had very high standards in men unlike Avi, I was still hoping for a bare minimum for myself.

A guy understands me, my silence, my love language, my actions. A guy who can read me when I speak nothing. But my expectations were never met. One of the things I also expected from the other person was to let me run my family bakery, but some were against it and told me to do any other professional work if I wanted or some were just against me working.

I sighed, looking at the clock which showed the time. I was looking for my mobile phone and I realized I left it in my room. I walked upstairs to get my mobile phone and I did.

I heard honks coming from the streets. Is he here? I wondered. Wouldn't it have been better if we had agreed to meet at a coffee shop like any other regular date? Why did grandma have to set up everything at home?

While I was walking down the stairs, I slipped a step and boom! I was on the floor! Thankfully that guy isn't present here, or I would have been so embarrassed!

Mishel came running to me. While I tried getting up, I saw a handsome young man standing right in front of me. Dang, I was still on the floor! And gosh, he was staring at me. Drop your gazes man, I internally screamed and he did. He did drop his gaze from me as if I caught him staring, actually I did. I have never been this embarrassed all my life, I swear!

“I'm okay.” I spoke as I stood up.

“You are not! Look, your elbow is bleeding, let me bring first aid.” He said, have I heard this voice before? I wondered. I didn't notice my injury until he pointed it out, and now it hurts more.

Well, I didn't even know his name. Great, Y/n! Another embarrassing entry, another weird guy, another rejection, another heartbreak, oh no, not mine, but I'm sure that grandma would really feel upset this time.

I was in my thoughts and didn't realize when Msihel bought the first aid kit. She was going to help, but I knew how much she had hated seeing blood on my elbow.

“It's alright, I can do it.” I said to her and took it from her, helping myself out. The guy who was just sitting across from me said he'd help. But I rejected it, I preferred doing things on my own.

Our eyes met for a fraction of a second, and he was already reading them. I won't lie, I was captivated, maybe more at the eyebrow piercing. Do decent guys even do piercings? Who was he? A rebel?

While I was having a hard time putting the bandage on my right hand with the help of my left, that guy finally took his chance as he got closer to help me. He puts the bandage neatly around the wound. There was a sudden awkwardness in the air.

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Oh my god! Jeon Jungkook, the man you are. He left. It's only been half an hour since he was here but his phone kept on ringing and it turned out he had something more important than this.

But I was glad we exchanged numbers. For a moment I thought he ran away but he just went away to get flowers. Tulips. It symbolizes unconditional love. Unconditional love?

It was just a brief meeting, but I caught myself attached to him. I had never had this feeling with any other guy I met on a blind date, but this man, oh he lured me every time he looked into my eyes.

But his eyes. Have I met him before? Why does it seem like that? Every time I would look into his eyes, I would feel they resembled someone. Someone I know? A guy? That's kinda impossible, but still.

We didn't promise each other another date, did we? But still I look forward to meeting him again. Again? Did I just think that way?

I was too shocked at the relevance of my thoughts. I wasn't aware I had been staring at his number until I heard Mishel entering my room and clearing her throat.

“Love is in the air!” She sang, catching me off guard.

“What do you mean?” I asked, tossing on my bed as I was laying down.

“I? I don't mean anything!” She gave me a teasing look, and I just shook my head in disbelief. She's too mature to be called for an eleven year old.

“So what about your high school crush, missie?” She asked, staring in my eyes. My high school crush? I don't even know where he is, what he is up to. Until I met Jungkook today, I never realized that it was all my past.

“It was all in the past.” I casually replied.

“Past? Just a fling you say?” Fling? What is this girl upto?

“Aren't you too young to learn about such things?”

Mishel side eyed me as I scooted near her. She was lurking away from me until I pulled her closer and started tickling her. She was sensitive to touches and tickles. I played it well on her and now she was a laughing mess.

Jeon Jungkook! Do I like you?

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I helped grandma walk into her room as my parents walked behind me.

“How was it?” I couldn't help but ask about her.

Shhh. My father motioned as he saw my grandma almost feeling sleepy. My eyes widened with realization and I instantly shut myself.

Switching off the lights of the room and pulling a comforter over her weak body, I left the room closing the door behind ever so silently.

“What are the reports? Everything is okay, right?” I asked once again, as my father looked at me with weak and teary eyes.

“Yes, everything is fine.” Lie. I knew it. I contained myself from brimming out of tears as I nodded and stood away. My father walked towards me and patted my head. This was only making me weak from inside.

I ran to my room. I had no courage to look at her reports, but I had to. I had to face the situation. I opened my mobile phone and looked at the reports every time I would receive it from the hospital.

Nobody in my family knew about me getting the report secretly, but I did it not to worry them and they also hid everything just not to get me worried. They know how sensitive I'm towards my grandma.

Tears couldn't stop brimming from my eyes as I read those reports. She only had a few months left with us. My heart couldn't take it. It was hurting me.

I never met my mother as she died after giving birth to me. But since my birth, grandma was everything to me. She was my world, and losing her is like losing my sanity.

I hoped that the reports turned out fake. And she would be all healthy, like she used to be. I wish I could stop the time and hold her close to me. Or I wish I could go back in time and just be with her for the rest of my life. Only her.

To be continued.

It's been a while since I posted anything on this story, find me posting frequently from now on. Can't promise but I'll try my best, okay.

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