Days went by one after the other, like dead leaves in dry winds. The week passed all to quickly, at least for Youngjae it did. He thought over the situation for the whole week. He was just getting married to someone he had no idea about and just had to spend rest of his life with that person nothing too bad. Standing in front of the mirror, he fixed his hair.
'is it fine?'the thought kept moving around his mind the whole week. To make matters worse, he got in a fight with Mark a day before. The elder was set on convincing him to turn the offer down, it's not like he wanted it but what other choice did he have. He wished he could stop all of it, he did not want to disappoint Mark, he wished he could take Yugyeom and leave this place, leave his father. But he could not because he was a coward.
"Youngjae, come down quickly" he heard his father call, bringing him out of his stance. "Coming!" he replied, before putting on his shoes and rushing downstairs. "You made the right choice son" his father said patting his shoulder making Youngjae flinch. "You remember what you promised me right?" he asked, staring right back at the man, who had a frown on his face. "I said that I will, didn't I?" he answered and Youngjae nodded before following behind him. Once his father got the money, everything would be fine.
'I'm doing it for my family. Everything is going to go well ' He thought to himself.
Jaebum sat next to his mother in the restaurant, dressed in a rather expensive formal suiting. His hair styled upwards revealing his forehead, a permanent frown etched to his features as he kept his attention to the phone in his hand. Personally he would have preferred something simpler but his mother insisted that he wore what she had bought. He didn't like it, not just the shirt to exact he didn't like any of it including sitting next to his mother. "The shirt looks great on you. I'm glad I bought it" his mother spoke, breaking the silence that hung between them. Jaebum clicked his tongue, followed by a sarcastic chuckle. "Jaebum, I know that - ' " Save it, I don't want to hear it "he intercede " Jae-" " Can you stop the trying to be a good mother act? We both know that you are not so please"he snapped, The woman sighed disappointed, while the boy turned his head to the other side.
Youngjae followed his father in to the restaurant and to say that he was shocked to see what he saw would be an understatement. All he did was to stare dumbly at raven haired boy until his father spoke.
"Youngjae, introduce yourself to Mrs Im"
"Uh, yeah. Annyeonghaseo, I'm Choi Youngjae" he bowed politely. The elderly woman smiled at the boy. "Hello, Youngjae I'm Im Joosung and this my son Jaebum" she said
