The FORCED MARRIAGE | KTH FF

Chapter 35

Later That Evening: The Drive Home

Everyone piled into the car after a long day at the amusement park. Y/N and Taehyung ended up sitting together in the backseat, while her parents took the front. Y/N was determined to keep things normal, but the universe had other plans. 

Y/N’s Mom: (turning around with a sly grin) “Arre, Y/N! Sit closer to Taehyung. The poor boy must be tired from all the rides.” 

Y/N: (panicking) “I-I’m fine here, Ma!” 

Taehyung: (murmuring under his breath) “Relax, Mrs. Kim. They’ll only make it worse if you panic.” 

Y/N shot him a glare, but her parents were already in full teasing mode. 

Y/N’s Dad: “Come on, beta. You’re married now! You should sit closer, hold hands, talk sweetly—like in the movies!” 

Y/N: (flustered) “Dad, focus on the road, please!” 

Y/N’s Mom: (giggling) “She’s so shy! Taehyung, is she like this at home too?” 

Taehyung: (grinning) “All the time, aunty. She hardly says a word unless she’s scolding me.” 

Y/N gasped and turned to him, whispering harshly, “Stop lying!” 

Y/N’s Mom: “Oh ho! Scolding? Y/N, do you boss him around?” 

Y/N’s Dad: (laughing) “Good! Someone has to keep him in check.” 

Taehyung bit back a laugh, enjoying her parents’ playful banter. He leaned closer to Y/N, his voice low so only she could hear. 

Taehyung: (teasing) “I didn’t know being married meant constant comedy shows.” 

Y/N: (whispering back) “You’re the reason they’re enjoying this so much!” 

Just then, Y/N’s dad hit a speed bump, causing Y/N to accidentally lean into Taehyung. Her hand briefly brushed his, and she quickly pulled back, her face burning. 

Y/N’s Dad: (grinning in the rearview mirror) “Look at that! Can’t even stay apart for a second!” 

Y/N’s Mom: “Arre wah, how cute! Taehyung, you didn’t tell us you two were so romantic!” 

Y/N: (stammering) “It’s not—! We’re not—!” 

Taehyung, enjoying her flustered state, decided to play along. 

Taehyung: (casually) “Well, they say actions speak louder than words.” 

Y/N whipped her head toward him, her jaw dropping. “What are you doing?!” she whispered harshly. 

Y/N’s Mom: (clapping her hands) “See! I knew it! They’re secretly romantic!” 

Y/N’s Dad: (laughing) “Beta, when’s the honeymoon? Or is that a secret too?” 

Y/N: (hiding her face in her hands) “Oh my God, stop!” 

Taehyung chuckled, leaning back in his seat, looking far too amused for Y/N’s liking. 

Taehyung: (pretending to think) “Honeymoon? Hmm, what do you think, Mrs. Kim? Should we tell them?” 

Y/N: (furious whisper) “You’re going to regret this, Mr. Kim.” 

Her parents continued to tease them all the way home, laughing at every small interaction—Taehyung adjusting her seatbelt, Y/N brushing her hair out of her face, even their synchronized sighs. By the time they reached home, Y/N was ready to dig a hole and hide in it forever.