bts oneshot ( Editing)

You write d@rk FF about him but now your parents fixed your marriage with him

Y/n sat at her messy desk, typing quickly on her keyboard as she worked on the new chapter of her dar_k fanfiction. The main character, a moody and secretive idol named Jungkook, was stuck in a dangero_us situation, all made up by Y/n's imagination. She grinned, satisfied with the twist she'd just written. Her readers were going to love it.

Just as she was about to finish, her phone buzzed with a text from her mother.

"Y/n, come downstairs. We need to talk."

Y/n frowned. Her parents rarely summoned her like this. Pushing away from her desk, she made her way downstairs, her mind still half-occupied with the story.

In the living room, her parents were seated on the couch, wearing the serious expressions that meant something big was about to happen. Y/n's heart started to pound.

Y/n: What's going on? ( confused )

Her mother gave her a bright, overly cheerful smile.

Mrs.Min: Y/n, honey, we have some exciting news. We've arranged a marriage for you.

Y/n's eyes widened in shock.

Y/n: What?! With whom?

Her father cleared his throat.

Mr.Min: With Jeon Jungkook.

Y/n blinked. For a moment, she was convinced she must have misheard.

Y/n: Jeon Jungkook? As in, 'THE' Jeon Jungkook?

Her mother nodded, clearly thrilled.

Mrs.Min: Yes, the very same! His family is very close to ours, and they think you would be a perfect match.

Y/n's mind spun. Her parents had arranged for her to marry the very man she'd been writing dar_k fantasies about for months. The irony was almost too much to handle.

Y/n: But... but this is insane! Does he even know about this?

Her father chuckled.

Mr. Min: Of course he does. In fact, he is coming over tomorrow to meet you properly.

Y/n's stomach did a flip. She had no idea how she was supposed to face him. Would he somehow know what she'd been writing about him?

That night, she hardly slept. Her dreams were a mix of her dar_k stories and what the meeting the next day might be like. By morning, she was very nervous.

The next day, Y/n stood in front of the mirror, tugging at her outfit for the hundredth time.

"It's just a meeting. Calm down, Y/n. He's just a guy. A very famous, incredibly good-looking guy, but still just a guy," she muttered to herself.

The doorbell rang, and her heart leapt into her throat. She heard her mother open the door, and then a familiar, sweet voice filled the house.

"Oh no, he's here." She thinks.

She took a deep breath and walked out of her room and down the stairs. When she got into the living room, she saw him—Jeon Jungkook, in her living room. He looked even more handsome up close, with his sharp jawline and piercing eyes.

Jungkook turned and saw her. For a moment, their eyes met, and Y/n felt her cheeks heat up. He smiled a soft, polite smile that showed just a hint of amusement.

Jk: Hi, I'm Jungkook.

He extended his hand. Y/n shook it, hoping he couldn't feel how sweaty her palms were.

Y/n: Hi, I'm Y/n.

There was an awkward pause. Her mother, sensing the tension, quickly jumped in.

Mrs.Min: Why don't you two go for a walk? Get to know each other a bit.