My arranged marriage- taehyungme ♡

seven ♡

a/n: shit guys! i'm sorry i haven't updated in a long time but here you go! a lame chapter but i hope you enjoy. and please show support if you can guys, it motivates me when you read my story, comment, or vote. but you don't have to. sorry for this fucking rant, enjoy bye!

irene and taehyung both arrived in paris france for their honey moon. "where should we go?" taehyung asked.
"why not go to our hotel first and then do whatever." irene replied simply calling a cab over to drive them their. their hotel is complex but very expensive like a grand hotel. many treats and meals, a bathtub and pool that are private. it was amazing.
"4b....4b.... 4b!" irene mumbled and found their room. she started to unpack and put her undergarments and stuff into a closet along with her clothes. "hey you wanna go to the Eiffel tower at night." taehyung popped out and asked at the crook of her neck.

"s-sure." her cheeks heated up brightly red, and heart pounding non-stop.
"snap out of it irene." she slapped her cheek harshly getting back to reality.

they both finished unpacking and went into a cab. they put the seatbelt over them and sat down in silence. no one wanted to utter a word because they didn't know what to say.
"where do you wanna go first?" irene softly asked taehyung.

he shrugged, but secretly he planned to have a date at the Eiffel Tower.
they drove there for about ten minutes and arrived. taehyung paid the guy extra for driving them even though it wasn't so far. they walked around it first and examined how beautiful it is. it's so humungous but like art. it looked the most beautiful when the sun was going down or when the moonlight shined.
"jinja? so beautiful." irene smiled in awe and looked at it's reflection from the water.

"i know right. i wish i could live here." taehyung smiled too and intertwined their hands together.

irene blushed secretly and noticed that her hand was soggy. she realized that she was sweating a lot like a rainfall.

the both of them started to walk towards the elevator. they went in and clicked towards to the top. taehyung had dinner and music up there planned. but they were hiding until the perfect time to pop out and surprise the couple.

they arrived after a few moments and walked out of the elevator still holding hands.
irene was amazed. the lights shining as decorations. a table big enough for a couple with a white sheet covering it. a flower in a glass vase and two wine cups. wooden chairs to sit on too.
"you did all of this?" irene asked although she knew he did.
taehyung nodded and gestured her to sit down. she sat down on the chair comfortably and taehyung tucked her in.
he sat down too and orders for the waiter. a young man in his late twenties, approached them.
"how may i help you irene?" he asked her politely. taehyung chuckled and whispered," i told him your name."

irene eyes widen," hello." she said to the waiter. he smiled once again and gave the two menus to order.
"hey i'm thinking we share spaghetti?" taehyung suggested.
"o-kay." irene nervously replied.

taehyung ordered and drank took a sip of his wine. irene looked at him and gulped. she doesn't usually drink unless she wanna be drunk.
"why all of this?" irene asked.

"why not? can't i do something special for the two of us?" taehying said in shock.

"well sure you can. but it's not something you would do." irene answered.

"soo you're saying i'm mean?"

"no."

taehyung: yes you are.

"no i'm not!" irene yelled. she wasn't blaming him for anything..

taehyung: i don't wanna fight.

"me neither. but you're the one making me seem like the bad guy." irene snapped.

taehyung: your the one who started it. at least appreciate the date i planned. *points to everything around them.*

"i would if i knew the real cause."

taehyung: why can't a bitch like you realize i just wanna be loyal! *shouts madly and stands up*

"WHY CAN'T A JACKASS LIKE YOU CALMED DOWN!? chill dude! i was just asking a simple question." she said.

taehyung: it doesn't matter what i do, or why i do, just to be nice. forget this. i'm leaving. feel free to have dinner alone. *smiles sarcastically and leaves*

irene stained her cheeks with a pool trailing down. her heart beat increasing and decreasing as he left her. guilt built up her, and she knew she had to apologize. taehyung left the Eiffel tower angrily and stormed away to the hotel. he was confused and mad at irene. but then he felt a soft spot for her. he hated her a lot and wanted to make her suffer like hell. guess his care for her took over.

irene hungrily ate even though she was all alone. it was freezing and she wore nothing warm. her cheeks puffed up and became red. it looked as if she were blushing. her hands shaking heavily trying to keep warmth. she pulled her knees closer to her chest and tightly hugged herself.

"take this jacket and come home."