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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YOONGI'S POV
Just two hours passed, and I was already missing him like hell. He could tell me, he could call me, but he didn't. Maybe he was this angry?
I was angry too, so angry. The night had already come, and I was getting reckless. I wanted to see him badly, I wanted to meet him badly, and tell him, "Don't you dare to go." It was the first time he was away from me after our marriage, so I finally decided.
"I'm going there."
I angrily stood, making up my mind that I'm going there, I'm going there. I took my bike key. I came downstairs.
I paused in my tracks after hearing, "Yoon, where are you going?" Mom asked, and I faced her.
"Jimin's house," I replied and left, just to hear some faint words from my mom's voice, "My lover boy!! Aish, now come with your husband when he'll come." The last words I heard were these.
I plugged my key into my bike and started it. Maybe I forgot to mention, in a two-day gap before going to investigate about Yuna in the hospital, Jimin's parents called us for dinner at their house, so I went there for the first time after our marriage.
During the whole ride, I was thinking about Jimin. My mind was all consumed by Jimin, like how can he leave! I need answers, Jimin. I need my answers. Am I this bad that you left?
As I parked my bike in front of Jimin's house, suddenly I felt nervousness for the very first time. "Oh no! Now what will I tell... how will his parents react?" I thought.
"What will his parents think about me coming here at this time? But who cares? I'm going."
I stood in front of the house and didn't know how to go inside or what to tell. I was still angry, but a wave of nervousness suddenly rushed over me as soon as I came here.
"No... no, I can't go like this..." I told myself, looking down, then I looked at the house.
"Then what should I do now?" I wondered, looking up as my eyes fell on the balcony, and I remembered him telling me it's his bedroom.
'I'll go from here; there is a pillar and some windows, so I can climb.'
Shit!! What do people do in love? Namjoon was right; love makes you do everything you never did.
Namjoon was always right that one day love would change my whole perspective. The old Yoongi would never care about someone, and here I am, climbing the house for my love.
I tried to climb it after putting my bike key in my pocket. I tried to keep my balance and maintain a tight hold on the pillar, and then I put my leg on the balcony. Jimin's room was on the first floor.
As I climbed higher, I felt my grip losing on the wall, and I was standing in a very small place, and that too on an edge.
