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Idol: Namjoon

I honestly am so fucking
mad rn, but I'm not showing
it. I don't want to go to school
ugh. I'm also not really in the
mood to write so I don't really
think this is going to be good/
entertaining, sorry.
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Y/N (POV)

I turned around to see my 'fiance' sleeping right next to me, "I thought I told him not to sleep with me." I rolled my eyes as I got out of the covers and out the bed when I heard shifting, I turned back to look at him curled up. I sighed, then went to find the bathroom already seeing that my things and his things were already in there. "Wow, they did it all...and without my permission."
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"How long have you been awake?" Namjoon came downstairs as he ruffled his hair.

"I don't know, I don't care, and you don't need to know or care." I said as I continued to eat my Frosted Flakes cereal.

"Geez, you on your period or something?" He asked as he pulled a chair.

"Yes, bitch."

"Oh really?"

"Did you not hear me the first time?" I rolled my eyes and turned away from him.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Namjoon said.

"Yes, because you took up all the damn space with your long ass legs."

"That's rude."

"Okay and?" I asked after I drank the leftover milk from the cereal.

"Remind me to not talk to you unless I want to get attacked." He told me as I put away my dishes into the sink.
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"So..." Namjoon came into the movie theater we had.

"Do you want to get attacked or something?" I asked as I turned after I paused the movie.

"That's not it, I just want to communicate. Look, I know I was being an asshole yesterday and I want to apologize for that." I crossed my arms, hearing him out. "Forgive me?"

"You didn't say sorry." I said.

"But I said I want to apologize."

"Yeah, but you said you WANT to APOLOGIZE so apologize like say sorry, unless you want me to say sorry to myself for your stupid actions." I said.

"Look, you were also wrong for what you were saying yesterday."

"I don't think so." I disagreed.

"What?"

"I'm not repeating myself so unless you can travel back in time, you'll know what I said." Namjoon rolled his eyes before sighing.

"I'm sorry for what I said yesterday, I was wrong and was just mad because all of this was sudden...and because I didn't go on that date last night."

"I kind of forgive you."

"What does that mean?" He asked.

"I forgive you but not all the way." I answered.

"Why?"

"Because you would have rather been with her last night than you would want to be with your soon to be wife, and that's rude," I said now giving my attention to the movie that I played back.

"Oh come on, I'm sure you wouldn't have been happy about this whole thing either."

"I obviously wasn't, because I thought I was going to marry Prince Charming." I said.

"Newsflash, you're not a princess."

"I practically am though, I'm named Princess of (your country) because of how beautiful, sweet, genuine, modest at times, and caring I am." I smiled as I paused the movie again to look at him.

"I've never heard of that."

"You would have if you weren't fucking a new girl every single week or day or month, whatever you do. Unlike you, I'm class no trash." I said.

"Right, whatever you say, Princess Y/n."

"I don't know why you hate me so much, I thought your mother said you're sweet once I get to know you. You came in here 'trying to communicate', but you end up being rude." I said.

"But weren't you... Never mind, I'm sorry Y/n. You're right," Namjoon finally agreed. "Wait, I think someone's at the door."

"Well, you better go get it. I'm not trying to die especially at this age." I said.

"If I go down, you go down too. Plus, I'm sure it's nobody maybe it's just our parents again."

"Oh, maybe so. You should still go get it though-" Namjoon pulled my hand, almost tearing my arm off. He opened the door after he checked who it was. "Mom!" I hugged my mom and then my soon to be in law mother; they only came.

"We came to tell you guys about your wedding, I mean we already have everything planned but we saved some for you guys because it is your wedding and you should both enjoy it." His mom said.

"Yes, but we should leave. We have a meeting to attend and we're going to be late if we stay any longer." My mother said.

"Aw, what about some tea?" I asked, then looked at Namjoon only to see him acting as if he didn't want them to be here, I gave him a questioning look.

"I don't really think we can, but it was nice to see you guys again." Our mothers kissed us right before they bid us goodbye.

"What were you trying to do?" Namjoon asked as he closed the door.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"You were trying to make them stay even longer by asking them for tea, are you crazy?"

"There's nothing crazy about that, I'm just trying to be nice. Do you not know what nice is?"

"Yes, I know what nice is but I don't want to hear them talking about having babies all over again. My mom's an earful, don't act as if you don't know what I'm talking about. You heard and saw her last night."

"Whatever. I want kids anyway,"

"That's great." He said.

"What?" I asked.

"...What?"

"What do you mean by that's great? I want to have kids, don't you?" I asked.

"Y/n," he sighed then met my eyes. "We're young."

"You're acting as if we're 16. We're both old enough, you're 24 and I'm 23. Plus, I want to be the young mom at school so I can flaunt my looks."

"Why would you want to do that?"

"Look, I'm not trying to be 40 and have a three year old kid." I said.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Right, but what if something happens and we can't see him?"

"That can happen anytime-"

"You know what fuck you, you can't hear me out for a second. Ugh, you're so annoying. If you don't want to have kids with me then I'll get a donor and another husband if I want to." I went upstairs.

"YOU'RE OVERREACTING!" I heard him yell.

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Not gonna lie, this isn't the best. I hope
part three's better, if I'm making one. I'm
sure the next update is going to be better, at least
I hope it will lol. Love y'all! Bye~ 😊💙