Kpop Bias Imagines

Imagine #46 -- Unspecified

Add your own bias's name at B/N and Your name at Y/N! Enjoy this long imagine! ~

15 Years ago

"I won't let you do that to Eunji!" A woman says in a loud whisper toward her husband. They were sitting in a restaurant with their 3 year old daughter, discussing future plans for their company and family.

"Well how else will we merge with the companies in Europe?!" He says. The young girl looks at her parents, not understanding most of the conversation.

"Why don't we just adopt a random child, use that child" The Mother suggests.

"Hmm, yes, that would be suitable" He agrees, taking a dignified sip of his coffee.

Present

"Eunji! Y/N! Come downstairs please!" Our Mother called to us. Me and my sister, Eunji were very close, as if we were best friends. Not sisters. We could often be found in Eunji's room instead of my own room. We both get up, talking happily to each other as we walk downstairs.

"Yes Mother?" Eunji says in her sweet voice. Mother looks at her, smiling before continuing. Mother never looked at me like that; it was like I wasn't even her child.

"We are going out to dinner with your fathers work colleges, please get dressed" She says, and then dismisses us. It was odd that we children were included, but we didn't question her. Running together we both choose each other's outfits, playing with our make-up. We get up half an hour later and go downstairs to leave. Eunji and I are 2 years apart, although we have only a small resemblance to each other. Eunji looks like Mother, with her long black hair, perfectly curled naturally. I, on the other hand, had hair which didn't suit either of my parents. The only thing we all had in common to tie us together is our eyes.

We get in the mini-limo and I sit alone as my sister sits close to our Mother. We arrive at the restaurant and head inside. Father spots his work colleges and walks over, pulling a seat out for Mother. After we are all seated I look around the table. Father and Mother had Eunji between them and I was sitting by Father. Next to me was a boy around my age, Father's college's son.

"Which one of your fine daughters is the lucky girl?" The man asks. He looked old and worn, but he also looked wealthy and happy.

"Y/N" Father says, indicating to me. I look at him, confused. What were they talking about?

"It's nice to meet you Y/N" He says, smiling at me.

"N-Nice to meet you to" I say back but couldn't bring myself to smile.

"How old are you?" He asks, and Father watches me.

"16"

"And do you know why your here?" He asks, his eyes looking to Father.

"No"

"You are here to marry my son" He says and leans back in his chair. There's silence over the table as I take it in and my eyes look to the boy sitting next to the man.

"Yes, that is my son, whom you will be marring" The man confirms, seeing me look at the boy. He seemed to have not known about this either, and was currently frozen. Eunji was more upset than I was, her eyes tearing up at the thought of me leaving.

"Y-You can't just send her away like that" She stutters at her parents. They give her a look of sympathy.

"Why her and not me? I'm the oldest" She says, demanding their attention.

"Not that I want it but she's so young Mother!" She protests. My heart clenches when my sister protects me like that, but it would do no good. I knew our parents loved her more and I was just a prop for this company deal.