Drug Addict || JJK☆

1. Babygirl,

"Sh*t."

The man who just entered inside the bedroom, your newly shared bedroom cusses as he trips but luckily don't fall on his face.

His hand lazily holds the wall beside him for support as his red shot bloody eyes schools up to meet your disappointed one.

"Y-Y/N, r-right?" He slurs, once he pace away from the wall his knees give out causing him to fall infront of the bed, right infront of you where you sit.

"J-Justin?" You voice out, flinching back when his hand reaches out for support.

You clench your jaw in pure disgust, this whole ass guy who bathed himself in drug expects you to help him up?

Even though he is literally 5-7 feets away from you, you can pinpoint his grossy manly smell along with his drugs.

He tilts his head to sidewards before standing on his own and waddles to your left, then yes, he falls on his face, on the bed.

"M-My little wife, I-I pity you." He mumbles as he laughs, you tsk before standing up right away, can't stand this bastard.

Pulling your branded wedding gown, you stride away from him over to the giant couch inside the room.

You sigh as you watch him swims on the bed for few times before he really black out.
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So where all this started? You can ask.

And No, this is not an arrange marriage as you think.

This is what I willing did. Yes, I accepted this shitty marriage and this drug addict guy as my husband.

These all started when I had a crush on my university professor named Jeon Jungkook.

I literally seduced that guy and made him say yes to a date. A friendly date.

We happen to spend more time together and I found out he's just a super rich guy.

There I decided to make him fall for me. He indeed gave me mixed signals.

Like holding waist? Can a friend holds your waist whenever you're alone? He did.

I thought, I am going to hit him until last month he suddenly asked me come to his gaint villa.

Once I arrived at his villa, I was nothing but greedy.

And there weren't only him. His parents were also there.

I was surprised but impressed them, but never knew it was their plan.

They suddenly asked me to marry his son. I was taken aback but isn't this what I actually wanted?

At first, I acted all innocent and sweared that Jungkook is like my brother.

"I am coming straight to the point, Ms.Loon Y/N." His father pulled out professionalism out of nowhere, his gentle smile was no longer so does his wife and Jungkook.

"My son Jungkook ....is a drug addict." He spoke, I genuinely gasp. I never knew that Jungkook is a drug addict, I was with him for almost 8 months till now.

I turned to Jungkook who only looks down, avoiding my stare. "And, he's turning 29 this year. I want him to get marry and take my company before he turns 30 but," His father sighs, before glancing at his son.

"He's getting out of control now. So we've no choice but want someone by his side, to take care of him," he said and his gaze hardens, "My company too."

My lips parted in shock, I am 21 and this man wants me to take care his company? I can do that? I know nothing about business. I am an art student.

"S-Sir.." I trail, that was a big responsibility. I didn't think I can do that. I was about to refuse.

"I will hand over half of my properties to you, under your own name." He shut my mouth like that, I visibly flushed in embarrassment. Ofcourse I want it, it's so tempting.

"I-i.." I tried to fish out something but nothing came. He motions a guard to come closer and he did. A file was in his hand.

"First, sign this paper. This is an agreement before I hand over my properties and my son." He spoke, I couldn't help but felt fishy. He was just desperate for this and not even hiding it.

I sat there while thinking for a while then agreed to sign. And when I did, the three of them smiled happily and thanked me so much as if I just cured them from a curse. Indeed, I did.

"Bring him in." Jungkook shouts, he spoke for the first time in the dinner. I flinched, shivers through goosebumps suddenly. Why?

I tilted my head only to saw two guards drag out a whole ass man who was blabbering some nonsense and let him sit beside my chair.

My nose twisted from the bad smell coming from him, especially alcohol and drugs.

Realisation drawn upon me as I gasped before turning to the drugged guy and gasped once again. He literally looks like Jungkook.

I know Jungkook has a younger brother named Justin but never knew they were twin. So he's the one I'm getting married to?

After that day, I never waste any single seconds without regret. I was being fooled by the Jeon family and had to fool my own family, my elder sister and her husband, even her babygirl too.

Now here I am. A wife of this bloody bastard. Still I'm happy that I have money and a company under my name. Yes I am the CEO of Jeon Perfumes. I am planning on changing it's name soon.

And another ridiculous thing I did today was, I married Jungkook this morning, since this Justin guy can't keep his ass off of drugs for a single second so I don't wanna ruin this day and Jungkook agreed to act as his brother since our wedding ends and yes that's how I fooled all of the guests and my sister's family.

"Y-Y/N." He rasps stirring on his place, I gawk at him. "Jeon Justin, what the hell do you want? Actually I'm fucking glad that you remember I am your wife and I have a name." I blabber sarcastically, pouring my frustration as if he can understand me and shit.

"I-its not it..." he utters, I curiously look over him. Can he really understands me?

"It's not what, Jeon?" I utter, laying myself on the couch and hold my head with my arm, looking at his pooly figure.

"I-its not J-Jeon J-Justin........" he slurs and giggles, I didn't realize his giggle drawing a smile on my lips as I raise my eyebrows in anticipation, "I can't quite understand you, babygirl." I tsk and he giggles again, now I chuckle.

"I-its J-Jungkook. I-i'm J-Jeon J-Jungkook. Your h-husband, babygirl."