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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AUTHOR'S POV
Namjoon took an empty bottle to bring water as proof and left, disappearing into the darkness. He walked for five minutes until he was a little away from their tents. His legs automatically paused in place as he looked around, but everything was dark.
The moon, which always showed the path with its faint moonlight, had decided to play hide and seek with the sky today. The moon was almost hidden in the clouds, leaving no source of light in the scary forest.
The leaf moving sound, was scarier when you are alone in the damn forest, in between he heard some animals sound but he didn't pay attention.
"Fuck! I can't even see anything; how am I supposed to go to the river?" Namjoon sighed, still standing in one place, looking around.
"Darn! Who gave me that ridiculous dare to kiss that girl? Ugh! I had to come here," Namjoon muttered, frustration etched on his face.
Somehow, he took steps forward; it wasn't like he was scared, hell no! It was just that he couldn't see anything because of the darkness.
"It's a lake! Not a river," Namjoon told himself as he stumbled upon silent water in front of him. It wasn't a river but a lake.
"But wait, who will know if I took water from here? Let's go, Namjoon," he smirked to himself and walked toward the lake without noticing the small ponds filled with mud.
His leg slipped, and the empty water bottle fell from his hand; somehow, he managed to catch himself.
"Damn, thank God I didn't fall; there's no one to help me up," Namjoon breathed, relief washing over him.
"Now, where is my water bottle?" he asked himself, annoyance creeping into his voice.
"If someone were here, they'd think I'm talking to a ghost. Where are you, my pretty bottle?" Namjoon said dramatically. As the bottle will come himself because, The Kim Namjoon called him a Pretty bottle.
He tried but couldn't find the bottle in the darkness.
"Why am I so clumsy? I can't do anything perfectly," he shook his head.
"Where the heck am I? I don't even know the way back to the tents," Namjoon said.
The trees seemed to close in around him.
"How will they react knowing a 24-year-old got lost in the forest?" he wondered.
"Wait, will Jin Hyung come to find me if I got lost?" A glimmer of hope rose.
"Of course, he'll come; Namjoon, for now, you are lost," he told himself with a smirk.
"I came here for him; I would never kiss anyone else but Jin. Now it's your turn, Professor."
