Chapter-04
Deal? Deal.
Looking around, you find nothing but pitch black darkness. You tipped your toe and made your way out to the passageway. The window of the room you were given, was locked.
You checked onto every window you could find, none of them were open. Making your way to the big door which had some light peeking through, you clutch onto its handle. Luckily, it was open. Peeking through it, you find out it's a gallery.
You slowly go back to your room, grabbing a piece of paper from the book situating on the side table. "You can give these heels to your soon-to-be wife, a gift for your wedding from me :)", you wrote. Grabbing onto the bundle of long towels, you tie the end of each of them.
Your mind diverts to the long shirt you are wearing. A long black shirt of Taehyung. that ends up till your mid-thighs. You wrap a towel around your torso, moving out with the long rope you made.
Throwing it down the gallery, you tie the end of it to the black banister. You sneered and got down the rope. You huffed, "Dumb of him. How can he leave a gallery open? He thinks I am scared of such small heights?" Unfortunately, it was a backyard with no exit. Long walls towering the boundaries. So you have to escape through the front?
You run to the front, not forgetting to check around before. It was pretty cold, but his shirt and the towel felt enough for you. You halted on your step, a gasp escapes your mouth. "What is he doing here?", you mumbled. You eavesdrop on Taehyung, who was lying down on a white bench, swaying his legs slowly.
The back of the bench was facing you, so he wasn't aware of your presence. The exit of his residence was just beside you, and you can escape without disturbing him. "I am just marrying her. You cannot say that." He sounded so lovey-dovey. You were worried for the woman he was talking to. Is she also forced to be in a relationship with him? How can she like a jerk like him?
But of course, who are you to judge them. You make your way to the exit. A creak of the long barriers can disturb Taehyung and you will be caught. Climbing the long towering walls is beyond impossible. The long doorway is the only way, though it will creak, but you have to rush out anyways.
You slowly push the door to the side, only to find it makes no voice. You open it with a wide smile on your face. Once, it was open, you glanced a last time on the white bench. To your shock, Taehyung was not there. Fear travels into you, you slowly check your surroundings. "Where did he go?" "Probably in the house.", said someone from behind you. "Yeah, I guess..... Wait-" You turned around and gasped, screaming afterwards. You start dashing out of the doorway, only to be stopped by Taehyung.
He stopped you just by a tight arm on your shoulder, you turn around. "Leave me!" "No escape, I told you.", he glares at you. "Go talk with the lady you were talking to! Marry her! Why break her heart-" "Lady? It was literally my male friend. He was teasing me, that's all.", he rolled his eyes. "Prove it.", you fold your arms against your chest.
"Here." He shoves up his phone. Looking into it, you find "Namjun hyeong" written. "How boring to see.", you scoffed. "Could have been interested if I had locked you in your room?", he roared. You stared down at the ground for a moment of shame. What am are doing? Your dad will find you anyways.
You walked past him. "Hey! I didn't complete yet!", he shouted. You didn't dare to talk back. Walking into the villa, you completely ignored him. "Are you mad at me?! Don't ignore me!" "I promise I will marry you.", you said, out of nowhere.
Silence filled the hall, you felt embarrassed of your own words. He walked to your front, holding your arms. "Are you okay? Did you get a fever?" He gasped when he touched your forehead. "You have a fever, and you are roaming in this thin shirt. Take care of yourself."
He shook his head, picking you up in his arms. "Put me down.", you mumbled, while putting your head on his chest. He looked at you, only to find you resting peacefully on his chest.
He drops you in your room. Covering you with the thick sheets, he makes his way to the washroom. Grabbing some water in a glass bowl, he makes his way out to you. He soaks the towel in the water, squeezing the water out. You open your eyes as you feel the damp cloth on your forehead. "Go sleep, don't look after me.", you mumble. "Now that you have promised me that you will marry me. I promise you that I will take your care." "No need to promise that. I promised it to you on some conditions." "That is?"
"First, you cannot touch me without my permission. Second, you cannot tell me what I should do. Third, you cannot stop me from going anywhere. Fourth, you cannot force me to do anything. Fifth, none of us will talk to my dad." "I agree, but I have some conditions too." "Okay then. It will be rational. Go on.", you stared into his eyes.
"First, none of us can be in any other relationship rather than this. Second, you have to inform me before you go anywhere. Third, you have to behave a little with me. Fourth, I want to stay here for tonight." "Why should I inform you before going anywhere? And why do you want to stay here tonight?"
"Any man you see smiling at me is my enemy. One picture of you and you'll be kidnapped. Inform me so that if you are in trouble, I can help you. And about staying here, you see you have a fever, you need someone to take care of you. Otherwise there's no way you can marry me tomorrow."
You rolled your eyes, "Fine, just for the sake of us." He nods. He grabs a tablet from the side drawer, picking up the glass of water from the table. "Have it." "What if 1 say I don't need it.", you asked. "Why?" "Medicines are to be taken after eating something." "You didn't eat? Oh God, could have told me. Wait.", he raises up from the bed.
"Hey, I don't want to have anything. I will just rest." "I won't listen to you for this one.", he shrugged. Yes, fighting with him. is a waste of time. Neither is he going to listen nor the fight will end.
He returns with a plate full of some food you usually eat. "I've a fever. You think a sick one can eat so much?", you scoffed. "I'll feed you." You felt like choking on the air. You weren't told such romantic things ever in your life. "Why are you reacting like this?", he squinted his eyes. You remind yourself that you cannot give side eyes to a man who really wants to help you.
"Nevermind. I will eat it-" He stuffed your mouth with a piece of delicious food. "I am only eating for the sake of the-" "I know.", he cut you off. "Just to know, I am anti-romantic." "I know that too.", he shrugs.
Funny of you to tell him. You didn't behave, and you are talking about anti- romantic.
"Where will you sleep?", you asked. "Floor?" "We ain't filming a drama. Be easy and sleep on the bed." "What about you? Where will you go?", he asked. "Here, on the bed." "Are you sure you are comfortable?" "Are you? 'Cause you are the one who looks uncomfortable. "I am totally fine, after all, I am sleeping with mah lady.", he sneers.
"Yours? Jokes on you, I am the only one who can call me mine." He chuckled deeply, pulling you to think. "Why laugh? Tell me!", you shouted. "Just eat.", he stuffs your mouth once again. You stared at him with your heart holding onto a grudge.....
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Fanfiction"I don't like you.", I grunted vigorously at his face. "But I do. Good luck falling for me.", he snapped, his finger resting under my chin. * The book is originally written by me. * Any kind of act of cyberbullying will be prohibited.
