✔ Arranged Marriage // BTS Taekook 18+

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"Taehyung? Can you come down for a moment, I need to tell you something." Kim Taehyung's father calls him from downstairs. They don't live in a big mansion with a lot of servants. Mister Kim prefers to raise his son like a normal child, he has to learn how to clean a room or make food if he's hungry.

"I'm coming dad." Taehyung yells back and seconds later the sound of steps running down the stairs can be heard.

"What's wrong? I haven't done anything bad lately."

Mister Kim chuckles. "I know Tae, sit down please."

The younger does as ordered and waits.

"Your mom and I have decided that it's time to tell you something. It's planned for years but we wanted you to live a carefree life, have fun and make experience." He suddenly stops talking when his wife joins them.

"Hi honey, is it the talk?" She whispers and her husband nods.

"Good evening TaeTae, I hope you're feeling good today." She smiles at her son and sits down too.

"Well, until now I was great but I have a feeling that it will change now. What are you both hiding from me?" Taehyung gets impatient, he's a curious person.

"Okay we will make it short. Since you came out to us we were searching for the perfect partner and three years ago we've found him." His mother smiles sweetly, thinking they had done something good for him.

Taehyung furrows his brows. "What do you mean by that?"

"We arranged a marriage with a man no one else can marry but many want. He's only yours and in six months you both will take the biggest step." Mister Kim places an arm around his wife's shoulder, proud that he was able to make the deal.

Taehyung stands up, clearly shocked and angry. "You did what now? I'm not someone you can just marry off to someone I don't even know!" He throws the next thing he finds to the wall, unfortunately it's an expensive vase from China.

"Taehyung! Calm down, of course you will meet him first. We-"

He doesn't let his mother finish the sentence, he doesn't want to hear more of their bullshit so he leaves them wordlessly.

His parents look at each other sadly. "He didn't take it well. I thought he'd be at least understanding." Tae-hee, his mother, sighs.

"I know honey, we need to give him time." He kisses her forehead and they rest the remaining evening.

They plan to tell their son who the boy is that he's going to marry and hope that Taehyung would agree to befriend him. Both know he looks up to Jeongguk because he has achieved so much at a young age.

Taehyung sits in his bedroom on the bed and ruffles his hair frustrated. How dare they arrange a marriage without telling him? He could have prepared himself for it but now it's already happening in six months. Taehyung knows that he has to do something, he can't let it happen. Of course he loves his parents and trusts them but this is just too much. Without thinking he walks to his closet and pulls the biggest bag he owns down from the top, starts to fill it with his clothes and also bathroom stuff.

He knows he has to leave them, has to get his head free to come up with a solution. Maybe if he finds someone on his own, they'll accept it and the arranged marriage is canceled.

When Taehyung is sure that everyone is sleeping he tiptoes out of the house and runs to the first cash machine he can find. He can't use the credit card anymore, his parents would immediately find him. The future CEO only needs a safe place to hide all of the money and he can live for a few weeks without getting caught.

It's not easy to find a place to stay where people don't know his face, no matter where he wants to check in, they recognize him. Taehyung uses one of the lockers at the train station to hide his money after taking a bit out of the bag. What the young man needs now is a drink, a strong one that is.

He enters a bar and takes a seat near the exit, just in case.

Taehyung is a lightweight, can't drink much alcohol because of his disease but tonight he doesn't care. Tonight is the 'I want to forget' night, so he chucks one shot after another, four in total and that's enough to get drunk, completely wasted.

The Barkeeper sighs. "That's enough for you, man. Go home buddy." And Taehyung can only groan as an answer, slowly getting up and stumbling out of the bar.

The fresh air hits him hard, he had always thought that it would sober up drunk people but no, it makes it worse. The liquid sits in his throat, ready to come up but he swallows it down instead. Taehyung shivers at the taste but it's better than to vomit his soul out of his exhausted body. Wrong, but for him it's sounds right.

A few steps feel like he has ran a marathon, his body is tired, his mind as well. There aren't people on the street, it's a good thing.

After what feels like an hour and is maybe just a few minutes, he sees a figure walking closer. His field of vision is a bit blurry but Taehyung is sure it's a guy.

The world suddenly starts to spin, his head feels numb but he manages to grab something to hold onto then everything turns black.