[ Completed ♥️ 23 August 2017 ]
#50 in Fanfics 1.6.18
•Book 1•
Imagine being forced to marry your bias, sounds spectacular doesn't it? For Kim Ji Su, being told that she was being forced into an arranged marriage with Jin, her bias in BTS, seemed...
After that last encounter with Jin, I got Mina to take over his case and he was discharged a day later. He probably went straight to a club or bar or whatever, because he became the headlines of Idol gossip sites quickly after. He had gotten drunk and into a fist fight with some guy over who knows what. Great. This guy just doesn't learn, his image is through the floor right now. I would have felt so bad for him and showed him support as an ARMY before, but right now I couldn't feel anything but hatred for him. He said some pretty hurtful things to me and assumed I was some type of manipulative disgusting girl.
I begged my dad to stop the wedding, but he insisted that this was the best for the hospital and for me. I tried to make him understand that Jin was not a good guy and that he hated the idea just as much as me. I tried to make him understand that I did love Jin, but I loved the rest of BTS TOO for their music and performances! No matter how much I begged and pleaded and cried in front of my dad it was of no use. He said he was sorry, but that this matter had already been decided and that Jin would learn to accept this and so should I.
It was final. No room for discussion.
I later learned that my dad invested a big amount of money into BigHit and that he sponsored the boys with new wardrobes as well. No wonder Jin thought I bought him. My dad did everything the wrong way. This is bound to end bad. My dad supposedly had good intentions in making this happen, but deep down inside I know he just did it to get the hospital name out there and expand the business. It just happened that I liked the target he was aiming for to help him do this.
My family has been busy getting ready for the wedding. I have tried to ignore it by submerging myself into my work. I volunteer during any of my free time. I am either at work or volunteering at the clinic my dad set up for me in the outskirts of the city in an impoverished area in need of cheap healthcare. I had the resources and means to help, so I did. I haven't really been able to sleep or eat. My dad says a hunger strike wont solve anything, but this girl is desperate. I have also been avoiding Mina, because all she does is remind me about everything going on and I honestly don't want to think about this marriage thing. I will be avoiding it as long as I can.
There's only a week left until the wedding.
... but there cant be a wedding if I do not show up. Right?
Jin and I have not spoken at all, but we are supposed to announce our marriage today. On a more happy note (well sad also actually) Yoongi has also not contacted me and I am too nervous to text him. I MEAN HE IS SUGA the genius of BTS and my heart throb.
I have already been forced to pick out my wedding dress with my mom. I was literally dragged to the store and forced to wear like a thousand dresses before I decided on one. If I don't come up with a way of stopping this I should at least look good next to Mr. World Wide Handsome jerk face right? Anyways, the invitations are getting sent out tomorrow after the public announcement. YAY for me! (NOT.)
No matter how much I try to repress this and try to continue on with my life, there is no escaping that this is actually happening to me. Invitations are out, a wedding dress has been bought, and I am growing more and more worried.
I was ordered to get ready and change into the dress delivered by one BTS's manager earlier today. It is supposedly a gift from Jin. I knew better, if it was really a gift from Jin then he would have sent me a dead rat or something, not this beautiful dress. The dress was a work of art, and was my favorite color too. I know Jin supposedly likes pink too, whatever.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I got dressed and waited in my room. I was informed by my dad that downstairs his business partners and our family had arrived along with Jin's and his company's. He said he would come grab me as soon as Jin arrived. Along with all these people, there was a ton of press present. The whole point of this charade was getting publicity for the hospital and Jin after all.
I had to come up with a plan on how I could get myself out of this house without being noticed by the cameras and people here. This could be my last chance of escaping this, but my dad knew I was still fighting this marriage. My dad knew me all too well. He stationed security outside my room and around the house. He claimed it was just security for the party, but I knew he was making sure I didn't unexpectedly leave.
As I paced my room and contemplated the idea of locking myself in the bathroom and how much time that could give me to come up with somethings better, someone knocked on my room and entered. I thought it was a maid, but was surprised by this blinding beauty.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
OMG. He was in my house, in my room, with me right now looking like a God with his leg perched on my little bunk at the foot of my bed as he looked at me with a perplexed look. This handsome man had blessed my office, my room, and my eyes! Why couldn't I be marrying him instead? Life is so unfair -- says the girl marrying Jin. Yup, I know I sound crazy but Jin is a whole different genre of handsome jerk face material.
"Do you really want to do this, or do you ..... " He didn't finish. Wait is he talking about the marriage or is he reading my mind and talking about me and him. Snap out of it Ji Su this whole thing is making you crazy.
He sighed seeming a bit annoyed by my silence (little did he know a whole little drama just played out in my head) and continued, "You didn't contact me, I waited. I thought we had something." He said as he walked closer to me.
We what????
"I... I ..... I'm sorry I meant to .... contact you but ....." I stuttered.
I was about to continue when he put his finger on my lip and leaned down to whisper, "Should we get out of here before it's too late?"
