Love Found In the Contract

CHAPTER THREE🦋

Jinyoung's P.O.V.🍑---one day before the wedding

Looking at the shattered glass on the wooden floor, I feel that it's the best way to describe what I am feeling inside. I know that I am not a child. I am a capable adult that can make his own decisions and walk away from the things he does not want to take part in but It's hard. I don't know how to tell them no nor how to explain to them how this is not how I want to get married. I don't know how to explain to them that I want to find love even if it's hard and heartbreaking at certain points.

I don't know if anyone had done something similar to this but when I read a Romance book or watch a romantic film I try to imagine that I am one of those characters that get to experience of those crazy love stories that make you cry out of joy when they finally end up together, get married, and just have their own family. I know that all of that is just fiction, but it would be nice to have something close to that. Falling in love with the barista at your favorite coffee shop or your young attractive professor in college. Falling in love with the waiter that spilled spaghetti on you or just a random stranger you bump into in the street. Locking eyes with someone across the room and feel how your stomach fills with butterflies and how the world seems to just stop for both of you to admire each other's uniqueness and beauty.

It will be nice to experience something close to that. It would be nice.

I'm sure that many people out there are experiencing something like this, and that is bittersweet. Bitter because I will never get to experience something like that and sweet because there is love out there. Sweet because there are people who are close to having their happy endings with their significant others.

Finally allowing the tears to fall, I smile as the grey sky cries with me. Love is complicated, it has its ups and downs but it is so worth it. Will I have something remotely close with the man I'm supposed to marry tomorrow, I do not know.

I don't know.

I don't know whether or not I will be happy. Whether or not we will fight and break each other's bones. Whether or not we will get a divorce because we can't stand to be close to one another. Whether or not I will sleep with him in the same bed let alone the same house. There are many unknowns for my liking. But what can I do, besides waiting and hoping that we can at least get along. That we at least can have one or two meals together without ripping one another apart. That we remain faithful to one another.

Faithful. Can we do that? Should we do that? It's a contract after all and there are no feelings between us. Would he bring his mistresses over? Will I be okay with that? Should I do the same if he does?

I would like to think that he will be faithful because I will certainly be. I have no desire to break the unwritten laws of marriage. Besides even if it's a contract between our families, being faithful is out of respect to the other. Can I ask of him to be faithful or would that be crossing a boundary?

Do I have to have sexual relations with him? Would I want that?

Mark's P.O.V. 🐇--- The wedding

Standing in front of the mirror with my black suit on and a dark red tie on I attempt to smile, it is my wedding day after all, right? But my attempt is in vain because it seems that I have forgotten how to smile.

When I was first told that I was getting married I laughed because I had never dated before. But then fear passed through me thinking that I had gotten someone pregnant and I had to take responsibility by marrying, but then being relieved because I don't do one night stands, well without taking extra precautions. It's funny how fast things changed. They changed without me having to do anything. 

"Son smile," my mother says as she, herself had a fake smile plaster on her face. 

"Can't do that mother. This was not---"

"Oh! look he is here"

My mother hurriedly takes a seat on the first row of the church. 

closing my eyes and taking one deep breath, I look towards the back of the church as a soft piano melody plays. The doors slowly open and with it brings light into the darkening church, the laugh of children playing outside and the most handsome man I have ever seen.  He was wearing a black tuxedo with black shiny shoes. His hair was pulled back exposing his forehead, which made him look sexy and cute at the same time. His lips were a light shade of pink and his checks were a combination of light orange and baby pink. His eyes swirled with rage and sadness. He looked down at the floor, in a subtle way of shedding a tear. In his hands, he held a gold envelope. As I continue to stare at him, he locked eyes with me and  I was out of breath in an instant. 

His eyes were of the common color of a shade of brown, but somehow he could make something so ordinary into something extraordinary. His gaze was mesmerizing. As he approached me, the scent of his cologne intoxicated me. It was a blend of lavender and forest, an earthy smell, it was like a combination of femininity and masculinity. It is so mouth watery. 

Once he was right in front of me, he placed the envelop down and extended his hands for me to hold, slowly I take his hands in mine and try to suppress a smile. His hands were so soft and appealing compared to mine but at the same time, they had a sense of rustic feeling. Rustic, could that we used to describe a human hand? I'm not sure, but it seems to fit so perfectly. 

With a blink of an eye, the ceremony passed and next thing I know, he was saying 'I do' in the most angelic voice that I have ever heard. When it was my turn to say it back my heart accelerated and my vision blurred. The priest repeated his statement twice and said my name three times. 

Looking down at our locked hands I realized that I was, in fact, getting married to a person that I knew nothing about. A person that spoke a limited amount of English and was also probably obligated to this marriage. A person that might not even be interested in a person of his same gender. 

With watery eyes and I said the words that will lock me in a loveless marriage, 

"I do "

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