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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It was awkward, too awkward, after that accidental kiss. No one was talking; they were just walking in silence, unable to even think about making eye contact with each other.
The walk was silent, with only the sound of leaves rustling and the wind flowing softly. The earlier incident had left an impact on them—not negatively, but in a way that made both of them flustered.
An accidental kiss with the person you hate is not something you expect. Ugh! It was too awkward, to be honest, to face each other. Still, Jimin decided he had to say something in the heavy silence.
Jimin glanced at Yoongi, who was walking silently, his gaze fixed ahead. What made Jimin's heart race was that Yoongi never let go of his hand. The hold was tight, telling him indirectly he is here.
"Yoon! We’ve been walking for 10 minutes, and there’s no way we can see Namjoon," Jimin finally broke the silence, catching Yoongi's attention. Yoongi turned to look at him.
Their eyes met. Yoongi began to speak, "We will find him. We can't lose hope." Jimin nodded in agreement.
After walking for a few more minutes, they found themselves standing in front of a big house in the middle of the forest. They had never seen this house before, nor had they ever been in this area.
Both of their mouths fell open in shock, because it was indeed a creepy place. Smoke was rising from behind the house, blending with the air and moonlight, making it look like an absolute haunted house.
"Yoon! A house in the middle of the forest?" Jimin questioned, and Yoongi tightened his grip on his hand.
"Yeah… we should go in. What if Namjoon is there?" Yoongi replied..
JIMIN'S POV
We stood in front of a scary house, which was way bigger than I expected. Suddenly, I was hit with some negative feelings, but I felt a spark of positivity when I felt his grip on my hand.
"Let's go in," Yoon said, and I just looked at him. Did he really want to go in? He wasn't scared at all. It's not like I was terrified, but I just didn't feel good about going there. Maybe it's because the dream i got that day.
Before I could say anything, he continued, "Namjoon could be there, or he'll come soon. As you can see, the weather isn't good for staying outside." His voice was soft, but it made me realize how the sky was changing.
"You are right."
We took hesitant steps toward the house, climbing the three stairs that led to the main door. Still, I wasn't feeling well about this.
He looked at me, then back at the door. He pushed against it, but it wouldn’t budge.
"It's not opening," he said, trying again with no luck. Suddenly, my eyes drifted upward to where the lock was; it must have gotten stuck from the wind. I walked over and tried to reach it, but I couldn’t.
