BTS Imagines

Jin ~ Goodmorning Pt.3

a/n: Two words. Jin and kinky Birthday sex.
Start listening to House of Cards now cause real shit is about to go down here 😉

NO KIDS ALLOWED !! I AM SERIOUS !!

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"Yes. It's true." Jin said, you were both sitting across each other, in his kitchen. "I am the heir of Yeoshin Group."

Dumbfounded, you asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

You tried hard, putting all your effort into not getting mad at him but it was impossible because you felt so hurt about him lying and about him marrying somebody else.

He looked up at you from where he sat, "What's there to tell? Who cares about all those status and titles? It's not important." His soft gaze at you as he held your hand.

"What's there to tell? Who cares?" You were so conflicted, so mad that you didn't know whether to cry or just laugh it all off, "I care Jin! Because I thought you were just some average person when I met you when all along you were an heir to one of the most known business conglomerate in the country."

"Why are you so upset over that?" Jin added with a confused look in his eyes.

"Because I hate that you lied to me about everything! I fucking hate the fact that I had to find everything out like this." You threw the newspaper that you've been clutching on since you stormed into his apartment. The front page had his face plastered across it along with some rich girl who he was supposed to marry in just few weeks.

"You were never going to tell me, weren't you?" You glared at him.

He remained calm, while you on the other hand, just looked like a complete idiot in front of him. You sighed when you realize that there's nothing you can do now to fix this and then you grabbed your purse and walked out on him, finding your way out of his apartment.

"Y/N." Jin held you by the waist, pulling you away from the door. You pushed him hard and thrashed around but he was stronger than you.

"I hate you. Get the fuck off me!" You yelled at him. His arms went around you and his lips on your shoulder.

"Don't go." Jin spoke against your shoulder when you finally calmed down. He felt so firm against your back, you just had to give up. "You know how this all works. It's all just business. That's all there is to it. I don't love her."

"I love you."

Your resolve began to waver at the words he just said. You were supposed to walk out of his life forever but he prepared a pretty good counter to make you stay. "I love you, Y/N."

"You better be telling the truth. Cause I'm not going to be your mistress or your secret love affair, Jin." You responded. Jin embraced you tighter, you felt him smile against the skin of your neck.

"That title doesn't suit you." He kissed you behind your ear then his hands moved down to your hips. You let his fingers dive under your clothes and his thumb draw circles over your stomach. "I'm not really getting married to her."

Jin turned you around to face him. He smiled down at you when you met his eyes, "Our marriage is just a show for the media. You know, advertising. Business is all about give and take. You know this better than I do." Jin softly caressed your cheek. "And that's what we're going to do. They want a show. We'll give them a fucking performance."

"Why go through all that trouble?" Your eyebrows furrowed but before you could question him more, his lips was already attached to yours.