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My mother eyed him suspiciously and crossed her arms. "You are?" her voice changing from sweet and caring to icy cold.
"Min Yoongi. Her boyfriend." His voice sounded just as cold as I felt his grip tightening around my waist. My breath became heavy as I immediately realised the whole situation.
He heard our conversation. Suddenly a smile took place on his now softened expression catching me by surprise. "Would you care to have dinner with us mother?" The way he referred to my mother obviously made him uncomfortable. But I knew the urge he had to make my mother mad was stronger.
She remained silent as all of us made our way to the kitchen, the air suddenly becoming thick. Neither of us dared to talk as we sat at the table.
"Are you serious about my daughter?" her intimidating look focused on Yoongi and I bit my lip in utter nervousness. My mind shaken with thoughts.
Her curiosity prevailed as she waited for the answer but he never let his guard down. Instead he grinned cheekily, determined on not letting my mother get what she wanted, as my eyes met his for brief seconds.
"Yes." He smoothly embraced my waist and drew me closer to him making me suddenly startled by his actions. My heart became at ease as my mother finally gave up on whatever plan she had on her mind.
"And what makes you so sure that my daughter wants to have anything to do with you?" I felt his body tense beside me and my hand gripped his in an attempt to calm him down.
"I think it's enough, eomma." A disapproving sigh was heard on the other side of the table as she looked at me. "I'm just trying to see if he's good enough for you."
"You're trying to scare him away." A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "You're not happy with your life so you're trying to ruin mine."
My gaze remained fixed on the glass of water as I tried to calm my urge to send her out. Yoongi's hand gripped mine and his thumb stroked my hand gently.
"Ruining your life? I found someone good enough for you and I'm trying to avoid that you make a mistake." Her voice suddenly raising as she stood up to stare at us.
"You're saying that my choices are a mistake?" I gazed at her in pure disbelief. She evidently was against all of my decisions and wanted things to go her way. But i'm not having that.
"We're getting married soon." I gasped and looked at him. My eyes wide open due to the shock. "Even if you're not fond of me you need to get used to the idea of having me as your son in law." He pulled me closer to him and my mother shook her head.
"We'll talk about this later." Her voice sounding distant as she made her way to the door. I followed behind her and stood there the whole time until her car was far enough.
"What the hell Yoongi?" I turned around to look at him. His body standing a few inches away from mine. "Are you trying to make things worse?"
"Unless you wanted to have a forced relationship with that guy you better thank me." He shrugged his shoulders and took a step closer. "But you liked the idea of getting married to a handsome guy like me didn't you?" my face grew warm and I just wanted to slap that smirk from his face.
"You're obviously full of yourself." I walked past him toward the bedroom as he followed right behind me. "And you're obviously lying to yourself." He mocked me.
His body leaning at the door as he stared at me. "You'll fall for me If you keep staring." My voice sounding in a teasing tone as I watched his face fall for brief seconds before he regained his composure.
"Are you saying that because you already fell for me?" his comeback took me by surprise and I stopped what I was doing. His laugh echoed through the room while he came closer to me. His arms circling around my waist to pull me against him.
"I'll take that as a yes and I'm going to kiss you." His gaze shone with amusement as he brought his face closer to mine. I put my hand on his mouth and shook my head.
"Don't you dare come any closer." I warned and while glaring at him. He pulled my hand away and his lips touched my forehead. "Are you going to kill me?" he joked and I pushed him by the chest.
