LEENA'S POV 💍
I looked in front of me when I couldn't believe my eyes. I haven't seen him in years, I just hugged him tightly, as if We were lost in some fair.
"Soobin-ah"
"Ohh ohh Leena Leena, My breath" He struggled when I backed off and held his shoulder tightly
"Where were you all these years?"
"Shifted in France for my works. I can't believe I'm seeing you in front of me, looking so gorgeous...But you almost chocked me Gurl, You still have the choking kink huh?"
"YAHHH... IT'S NOT A CHOKING KINK, and stop saying thigs like that" He laughed at my words
"Why are you in paris? For vacation? Did Uncle and Leeah also came?"
"No"
"You're alone?"
"No" I mumbled and turned, my gaze locked onto Yoongi across the room, sitting at the table where I’d left him. His expression was unreadable, a mask of calm that I knew too well. But it was his eyes that made my breath catch, his eyes that told a different story.
They were burning with a fierce intensity, a heat that I could feel even from where I stood. The jealousy in them was unmistakable, raw, and it sent a chill racing down my spine. But why is he jealous? If he doesn't feel anything for me then why?
I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my heart began to pound in my chest. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him. And then he moved.
"What are you looking there? oh checking Handsome man? You weren't like this before. What changed"
How can I say what changed? And he's not just a handsome man but my husband. I took a deep breath
"Soo, It's just-" My eyes are still on yoongi.
He stood from the table with a deliberate, almost predatory grace, his eyes never leaving mine as he began to walk toward me.
My pulse quickened, my breath hitching in my throat with every step he took. The room seemed to narrow, the noise of the crowd fading into the background until it was just the two of us, locked in this silent, intense standoff.
I barely had time to react when he reached me. Before I knew it, his hand was at my waist, pulling me against him with a possessiveness that made my heart skip a beat.
His grip was firm, secure, and the way he held me made it clear that this wasn’t just a casual gesture. He was claiming me, making it known to everyone around us—and to me—that I was his.
"Who's this man, Elysium?" His voice sounds calm but I can feel he is not calm at all.
"He.. he's my bestfriend I told you about, Soobin, choi soobin"
"Oh that guy in your Highschool?"
"Yeah...That guy"
Soobin was looking at us dumbfoundedly.
"Who is this person?" He asked nervously, when yoongi smiled and Looked at me,... this smile is not happy but a destructive one. I gulped
"Elysium, He's asking something, answer him"
"H.. he.. He is kinda Married to me"
Soobin's jaw dropped when he heard me. Yoongi frowned when I Nervously looked around.
"You're married??" Soobin asked with a shock still stamped on his cute face.
"Hello soobin, I'm Min Yoongi, Her kinda married husband"
YOU ARE READING
Invisible Strings of the Hearts || MYG FF
Fanfiction"You are worthy to be loved" He Kissed my earlobe "it's just, I'm a failure to give you the love you deserve, I never can" He nibbled on my ear... "You never tried" I gasped "I'll never be able to try... I'm scared, pathetic...I can give you the ple...
