His Future Wife | j.jk ✔️

Chapter 7: I Want You, No, I Need You

"Thanks Taehyung."
I tightened my grip on his waist and sobbed quietly in his chest.
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I opened the door and saw Jungkook scrolling down his phone on his seat.

When our eyes met, he smirked at me and I lowered my gaze, entering the room and sat beside him.

"So, where did you go that took you so long?"
He said, his gaze was locked on his phone.

"Restroom."
I simply answered and rolled my eyes.

"I saw you."
He looked up from his phone and finally turned his head towards me.

"W-What?"
I bit my lips nervously and looked around awkwardly, getting more uncomfortable with each second when he stares at me.

"You. I saw you rolling your eyes. Is there something you want to tell me?"
He raised an eyebrow at me, leaning in closer and resting his chin on his palm.

"C-Can you stop being so cold and mean to me?"
I finally managed to open my mouth after years.

"Mean to you? Cold to you? Since when was I ever mean to you sweetheart? Tell me and I'll treat you like a princess."
He clenched his jaws and caressed my hair roughly. More like pulling my hair.

"N-Now. It h-hurts."
I whimpered when he pulled my hair even harder.

"Oh, I am so sorry darling. What can I do? You're too beautiful that I can't stop myself from touching your long silky hair."
His smirk grew wider.

I really wanted to hit him but I just can't.

Based on what my "heart" told me, I have to endure it. Because soon enough, just one day, he'll fall in love with me. I just know it.

I looked down to my shaking hands which was resting on my lap and held in the pain.

Then, our mums finally came in and I have to admit. The entire dinner "journey" was as boring as hell. Also, awkward.

Jungkook's mum paid for the food since she insisted to.

"Since she wanted to show off that she's richer than us."
I mumbled and rolled my eyes.
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"So! What do you think of Jungkook?"

I plopped myself down on the couch as soon as we reached home.

"Very nice."
I placed my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes.

"Very nice? That's all? Young lady, this is Jungkook we're talking about. You're to-be husband!"
She put her hands on her hips.

"Oh yeah! He's soooo~ attractive, handsome, he's fucking rich! His cologne is why I live. His tuxedo just looks fab-fab on him. Yeah he's everything any girl would ever ask for."

I stood up and did some kind of weird and sassy hand signs.

"You just swore in front of me. But that's! That's the answer I want."
She clapped her hands and skipped to the kitchen.

"Yeah, he's the opposite of what I said. I freakin expected him to treat me like a proper woman!"
I held the end of my dress and curtsied at the mosquito which was flying in circles in the air.
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"I-I'm so sorry I'm late!"
I was 2 seconds late and the teacher freaking gave me detention.

"No excuses. Detention for you after school. Clean up the store room."
Mr Crackle Doodle Head instructed and I ruffled my hair as I went back to my seat.