Min Yoongi is a cold and rude person who is forced to marry Park Jimin, a strict and disciplined professor. Jimin wants to help Yoongi become a better person, but will their marriage really work?
"Yes, I'm mannerless. Want to teach me, Professor Pa...
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Jimin's POV:
"Yoon... Yoon, please open your eyes..." I begged, tears streaming down my face like a river. I shook him gently, trying to will him back to life. But he didn't move, didn't respond. The silence was deafening. Why was this happening to me?
I looked around, my tears already wetting my face. Everyone I could see was covered in blood, a gruesome scene that seemed like a nightmare.
"Yoon...!!" I screamed, feeling a sharp pain in my head.
"This has to be a dream!! Please, someone, wake me from this hellish dream!" I cried hard, caressing my hand across his pale face. We were supposed to be on a camp trip, enjoying the great outdoors, not living through a horror movie.
I was crying uncontrollably, and I heard a loud voice calling my name. I put my hands over my ears, trying to block out the chaos.
"What happened??" I shouted, my voice hoarse from screaming.
"What happened?" The person repeated, desperate for answers.
"Jimin-ah!!" Someone called, but I didn't respond. I was frozen in shock, my world shattered.
Suddenly I opened my eyes. I looked here and there, everything was good, half of the students were sleeping, then my eyes fell on Yoon, who was already looking at me with worried expressions. I felt my cheeks wet. Had I been crying for real? Was it just a dream? Thank goodness.
"What happened?" I came to my senses, hearing his soft tone. I was already scared, so I just hugged him without saying anything. I felt good putting my head on his chest, wrapping my hands around his back.
'Finally, I'm feeling safe,' I closed my eyes, feeling safe. He wrapped his hands around my back, rubbing it.
"Shh!!"
Yoongi POV:
The ride was going smoothly. I felt his head on my shoulder. 'Is he asleep?' I thought, and looked toward his face.
'He looks so cute,' I thought unknowingly, my eyes falling on his face and head resting on my shoulder. I couldn't believe I was staring at him for so long, maybe more than an hour. Thank goodness we were in the back seat, or people would think I'm a creep.
Suddenly, his facial expression changed, and he started crying in his sleep, calling my name.
"Yoon... Yoon... wake up!" he cried.
"Jimin, what happened?" I sat up properly, cupping his face.
"Yoon... Yoon," he was continuously calling my name... what happened to him?
"What happened?" I asked again, seeing tears in his eyes, even though he was still asleep.
