Bad Husband [discontinued]

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– a week before the wedding –

"are you ready to pick up the dress?" mom asked.

"yeah, sure."

"min family will be there too." she added. we were on our way to the boutique.

we arrived and entered. we saw mr. and mrs. min were already there, sitting on the couch.

"oh, you're here!" they noticed us and mrs. min gave me and my mom a hug.

"where's yoongi?" mom asked.

"he-"

we heard someone cleared his throat. we turned around and saw him...in a suit.

"you look handsome, yoongi!" both of our parents complimented him.

i would be lying if i say he looked ugly.

"what do you think, y/n?" i heard mom asked.

"uh...he look nice." i stuttered.

"aww, that's sweet! now, it's your turn to try on some dresses," mrs. min said excitedly.

i nodded and the employee leaded us to the dress section. they have been choosing dresses for me and arguing about it. just moms being moms.

while they were arguing, i wondered around and i saw this beautiful dress. I placed it infront of me and looked at the full-length mirror. it looked so beautiful. without them knowing, i quickly went into the changing room and changed into that dress. as i was done, i stepped outside.

"um, mom, mrs. min, how do i look?" i asked.

they stopped arguing and looked at me. their eyes widened.

"oh my god! y/n, you look so beautiful!" they both said in sync.

i blushed and smiled.

"come on, let show it to the men."

we walked to the men and they saw us. yoongi's eyes were glued to the phone. his father nudged him and he finally looked up, "wha-" he saw me and his eyes widened, he examined me from head to toe.

"what do you think about it, son?" mr. min asked him.

he was still staring at me before he blinked and cleared his throat, he looked away. "she look nice..."

i blushed when i heard that. he looked stunned though, which i felt kinda proud.

"are we satisfy with the clothes?" my dad asked.

we all nodded. "then, let's pay. after that, we're going to eat lunch at that restaurant we use to eat together, if that's okay with you?" dad asked Mr. min.

"we're okay with that, we're hungry too!" they laughed.

actually, i'm hungry and i can't wait, so i quickly went to the change room.

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we were at the restaurant now, the fancy one to be specific. we sat at a rounded table and yoongi was sitting next to me. while waiting for the food, our parents were chatting. i just rest my chin on my palm. i glanced at yoongi and he was still on that damn phone.

i saw that he was texting his girlfriend.

again. why can't he at least spoke to me? i was bored as fuck.

He saw me glancing at his phone and he smirked.

the fuck?