War of Hormones (RUN) [Min Yoongi AMBW]

Chapter 11: Mr. & Mrs.

The day had finally arrived for our wedding. It was low-key, because I didn't want his fans finding out. The only ones invited were family and friends. Yoongi wanted it traditional; I didn't care. I just wanted it to be over already. He spent too much on it anyway...

After I finished getting dressed, I needed a minute by myself before the wedding started. My soon-to-be brother-in-law, Jun Ki knocked on my hotel room door. "I can't even get a minute by myself..." I grumbled as I had gone to see who was disturbing me. "Oh, Jun Ki? Uh right now is not a good time..."

"Geogjeongma. I jag-eob-eun 1 bun jeongdo soyodoebnida. (Don't worry. This will only take a minute.)" He said pushing his way into my room. Balling my fist in annoyance, I closed the door and turned around to find Jun Ki staring at a picture of Yoongi, Mia and me.

Our relationship was never that good to begin with. Jun Ki was old school. He remained firm in his beliefs that Yoongi should be with a foreigner. So, when he found out that Yoongi and I were dating, despite his pleas to his brother, he distanced himself.

I was quite surprised that he showed up to the wedding, to be honest. And judging by the look on his face, I can tell that he didn't come in support of our union. Nothing scares me more than Jun Ki making a scene on my big day. He cut his eyes toward me and placed the photo face down.

Sending him a smirk, only irritated him further. "Gyeolhonsig-eseo jeonhwahagil balae. (I want you to call off the wedding.)"

I shook my head at his audacity. "Ani! (No!)"

"Nae mal jom deul-eo bwa. Nae dongsaeng-eun neoege haengboghaji anh-eulgeoya. Jasin-i wonhaneun geos-eul jul suneun eobs-seubnida. Eotteohge daleun namjaui ttal-eul jasin-ui geos-eulo kiugileul gidaehal su issseubnikka? Neohui dul-eun undonghaji anh-eulgeoya. (Hear me out... My younger brother won't be happy with you. You can't give him what he needs. How can you expect him to raise another man's daughter as his own? You two will never work out.)" Jun Ki approached me with a deadly look in his eyes.

The longer he remained in my presence, the more agitated I grew. How dare he talk down on my daughter?! "Geuui piga nae ttal-ui hyeolgwan-eul tonghae heulleo deulgo geulaeseo, eotteohge daleun salam-i doel su issni? (His blood flows through my daughter's veins, so, how could she be someone else's?)"

His next words caused me to throw a vase at him. Unfortunately, he ducked befire it could make contact with his face. "Minhoneun geuui ttal-e daehae algo issseubnikka? (Does Minho know about his daughter?)"

"Jiog-eulo kkeojyeo! (Get the hell out!)" He smirked at the fact that he caused a reaction out of me. I pushed him out the door and slammed it in his face.

"Igeos-eun kkeutnaji anh-assseubnida. I nojoneun seonhan geos-i eobs-seubnida. Dugo bwa. (This isn't over. Nothing good will come of this union. Just wait and see.)" Jun Ki said before I heard his footsteps receding down the hallway. I slid down the wall and rehearsed our conversation in my head.

Surely Yoongi doesn't think Mia is Minho's daughter, right? I mean, he accepted us as his family. He spends time with her, and they're building a solid foundation. He wouldn't put forth the effort if he believed otherwise, right?

I'm not sure how long I stayed rooted to that spot, but a knock on the door jarred me from my silent assault on myself.

***Yoongi's POV:****

Today was the day I was going to marry my soulmate, and I couldn't be happier. The guys and I were all in our hotel room getting ready. My life was perfect. I have a beautiful soon-to-be wife and a precious daughter.

Looking back a few months ago, I was foolish to ever deny Mia. She looks just like me. I regret not finding out about her sooner. I've missed crucial moments of her life that I'll never be able to recover.

The day before Chey broke up with me she was trying to tell me that she was pregnant, but I put everything else above her. I've caused her so much pain, and I'll spend the rest of my life trying to atone for it. 

My father checked his watch and told us it was time to go. My mother and Mia were waiting in the hall for us. "Appa!!!!" Mia smiled brightly and jumped in my arms. Kissing her cheek, we conversed on our way to the wedding venue.

I looked around for my hyung, Jun Ki, but I didn't see him anywhere. It hurt my heart that he still refused to accept Cheyenne. She's my world, and it drives me crazy that Jun Ki won't even come today. He accepted her when we weren't dating, but as soon as he found out that Chey and I were an item he flipped and turned on her.

The wedding ceremony was to start within the next few minutes, but Chey was nowhere in sight. Just then Jun Ki walked through the doors with a smirk on his face. The others looked at me, and I could already tell it wasn't good. Jun Ki took his seat all smug like, and I started for Chey's room.

He grabbed my hand, and his next words let me know that he had something to do with Chey's absence. "Geunyeoleul tteona. Igeos-eun choegoleul-wihan geos-ibnida. (Leave her. This is for the best.)"

"Mwo haess-eo? (What did you do?)" My mother growled out at her eldest son. Chey's mother looked at me with sad eyes and pointed her head towards Chey's room.

On my way towards my wife, I caught what my brother said. "Naneunhaeya hal il-eulhaessda. Jalmandoemyeon geunyeoneun naui chung-goleul bad-a deul-inda. (I did what I had to. Hopefully she takes my advice.)" Balling my fist in betrayal at my brother's actions, I ran to get to Chey.

Knocking on the door, I heard her sniffle. "Go away, Jun Ki!"

"Chey... please open the door, Jagiya..." I waited  a minute until I heard the door unlock. I wasted no time in coming to her aid. Taking her in my arms I consoled her as she cried.

"He... he said that Mia was Minho's kid... how could he say that to me?!" Chey hiccuped.

I tensed at the sins of my brother and took her pain as my own. "Mian, nae sarang. You know I don't believe that, right?"

"You denied her too, Yoongi!" Chey stepped out of my embrace with tears flowing down her cheeks. "You accused me of cheating with Minho too. And I didn't... I never cheated on you!"

"I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm sorry for saying those mean things... I believe in my heart that Mia is my daughter. We can take a paternity test, if you want." She looked at me, I mean really looked at me and it was like she could see all of my sins. "I will never deny my flesh and blood ever again."

"Don't say it if you don't mean it, Yoongi." I took her in my arms again and wiped her tears.

"Nal bwa, jagi. Naneun neowa mialeul nae salm-eseo boho hal geos-ida. Dangsin-ui anjeon-eul jikigi wihae mueos-ideunjihagessseubnida. (Look at me, babe. I will protect you and Mia with my life. I will do whatever it takes to secure your safety...)"

Once she sobered up, I took her hand and lead her to the venue downstairs. Within a half an hour we were pronounced as husband and wife.

***Chey's POV***

That night as we became 1, it felt oddly familiar. The way his hands roamed my body made me want to hide within myself. It felt more demanding than usual.

The way he kissed me felt different too; almost like he was putting his mark on me to let others know I was his and his alone.

I've never wanted to run from his touch like I have that night. I wasn't quite sure why feelings of guilt and shame attacked me, but I had to fight them in order to focus. Don't get me wrong, our union was pleasurable, but it was painful on an emotional level.

What is wrong with me?

I never knew I could feel so much pain, and yet be so in love with the one causing it. He was my drug, and I would forever be his cure.