we got married

my husband

ᴡᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ- ᴍʏ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ

"goodbye cheayoung," he said

the taxi door closed softly and it drove away. rosé could see her uncle staring at the car sadly. she sighed and leaned her head against the cold window.

she watched as the taxi drove further away from her uncle, until she couldn't even see him anymore. she closed her eyes and let the salty tears run down her face.

there was truly nothing that could cure her. nothing but the surgery, and even then, she could die. the world was cruel she decided. rosé had never done anything so bad to be punished to death.

her heart was breaking.

her two years were coming to an end faster and faster. though it had been 7 months already, it felt like 2.

she couldn't think about leaving her mom, dad, jennie, lisa, jisoo, and even her uncle.

"miss, are you alright?" the taxi driver asked

rosé wiped her tears away and looked at the man through the mirror. he was an old man. probably the age of he grandfather, who she hadn't see in a while.

"no..but i dont have a choice. im sorry but could you just drop me off right over there?"

the man smiled tenderly and obeyed her. he stopped right next to the sidewalk and waited patiently for her. she handed him the money. it was twice the amount she needed to pay for.

he was about to object but she had already stepped out and closed the door. she smiled and bowed politely at him, the walked off.

rosé took a big inhale and looked around her. she let go of her breath and let herself drown in the sight of the city. it was beautiful.

she made sure her mask was securely around her face before walking off. the rain from before had almost stopped now. it was lightly sprinkling.

"hello?" she answered her ringing phone

a deep voice answered, "hello, is this rosé?"

"yes, who are you?" she asked back

"ah, my name is jeon jungkook. im going to be your husband,"

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rosé tied her hair into a nice messy bun and sat herself on her bed. she dropped back and looked up at the ceiling. her head swirled with the thoughts of jeon jungkook.

she had missed a call from her manager telling her about the WGM meeting this afternoon, so her soon to be "husband" called her.

at first she was shocked, but then she understood. bts was the nation's current biggest boy group. and it was hard to deny that blackpink was also very big.

it made sense to pair rosé and jungkook up. it would make lots of controversy and talk since they were so big.

rosé distantly remembered his face from award shows and sometimes, even tv. she but her lip, trying to decide if she should google him. it sounded quite creepy but rosé wanted to know more about him and his members.

so she googled him and was faced with gorgeous pictures of a god. she scrolled through the roll of pictures then stopped herself. you must be crazy, she thought.

then she looked at his information.

About Jeon Jungkook

Jeon Jung-kook, better known mononymously as Jungkook, is a South Korean singer, songwriter, and record producer. He is the main vocalist of the South Korean boy band BTS.

Born: September 1, 1997 (age 21 years), Mandeok-dong, Busan, South Korea

Height: 5′ 10″

Full name: Jeon Jungkook

Siblings: Jeon Jung-hyun

she vividly remembered seeing posts on instagram "shipping" her with jungkook and even some of the others members of bts.

she exited google and pressed on the app instagram. she looked at her instgram explorer page but saw nothing. but then her eyes widened. she pressed the image of her and jungkook photoshopped together.

she read the english caption:

i wish they were a real couple

#rosekook #jungkook #rose #bts #blackpink

rosé stared confusingly at the word rosekook. the a lightbulb went off in her head. rosé + jungkook =rosékook her brain told her.

she cautiously touched the hashtag and scrolled through the feed of photoshopped pictures of her and jungkook.

"rosé!"

rosé instinctively exited the app quickly and stared at her intruder. her face began to heat up and turn red. she her lip nervously at lisa.

"how come you didn't tell us! jeon jungkook? wow!" she exclaimed

rosé let out a sigh of relief. she felt like a teenager that was caught staring at pictures of boys by their mother, but lisa was not her mother. she was the annoying sister.

"i guess i couldn't believe it," she mumbled

"he's hot," lisa says bluntly

there was an awkward silence between the lisa and rosé.

"thank you?"

lisa moves over to her bed and flops down on it. she giggled while staring at the ceiling. rosé gave her a questioning look.

"i cant believe you're getting married. do you think that you'll be able to love him? like unnie joy? she was really heartbroken," she finally stated

rosé laid beside lisa and let out a long sigh.

"i don't plan on it, but then again, unnie joy didn't either right? but i think it will be ok. i wont be too hurt,"