𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 |•𝐤𝐭𝐡

Chapter 35

Hey everyone!! Well i thought to increase the length of the chapters because, you know, the book is getting more heavy with lots of chapters. So I am thinking of making a book 2 of the forced marriage (comment down your thoughts)

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The hospital room was peaceful again, but not for long. Y/N sat back down, determined to ignore Taehyung's relentless teasing, while Taehyung-well, he was just getting started.

He stared at her, his expression unreadable, making Y/N fidget slightly.

"...What?" she finally asked, narrowing her eyes.

"I was just thinking..." Taehyung tapped his chin thoughtfully.

Y/N braced herself. "That's dangerous."

He gasped dramatically. "Mrs. Kim! That was mean!"

"I learned from the best, Mr. Kim."

Taehyung grinned, shaking his head. "Anyway, I was thinking that you're quite lucky."

She raised an eyebrow. "Lucky?"

"Yes." He nodded, very matter-of-factly. "Lucky that you get to spend so much time with me. People would kill for this opportunity."

Y/N scoffed. "Oh wow, should I get down on my knees and thank the universe?"

"It would be appreciated," he said with a smirk.

Y/N let out an exaggerated sigh. "Wow. Thank you, universe, for placing me in this exact moment with the one and only, Mr. Kim-who is currently a helpless patient and totally at my mercy."

Taehyung froze. "Wait."

Y/N's smirk grew. "Wait for what? I do have the power here, don't I?" She leaned closer, wiggling her eyebrows.

"...Mrs. Kim," he said cautiously.

"Yes, Mr. Kim?"

"I take back everything. You don't need to be grateful."

"Oh no, no, no." She waved a finger. "I am grateful. So grateful that I should maybe... test your pain tolerance a little?"

Taehyung's eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare."

"Hmm." Y/N pretended to think, then raised her hand.

"Y/N, no!"

But before she could do anything, the door creaked open again, and the nurse walked in, holding a fresh set of bandages.

Taehyung let out a dramatic sigh of relief. "Oh, thank goodness. I was about to be murdered in my own hospital bed."

Y/N crossed her arms, unimpressed. "Relax Mr. Kim. I would've just poked you."

"And that's worse! I'm injured!"

The nurse chuckled at their banter as she set down the tray. "You two are quite the pair."

Y/N sighed. "You have no idea."

Taehyung grinned at that, clearly proud.

The nurse carefully began changing Taehyung's bandages, and Y/N watched in silence-until her face started twisting in sympathy, her eyes slightly squinting as if she was in pain.

Taehyung, despite actually feeling the sting of the treatment, noticed her expression and raised an eyebrow. "Uh... what are you doing?"

Y/N winced dramatically. "It looks painful!"