wonderland | rosé + idols

[tw] numb; yoongi

"were you the one who cooked this?" he asked, smiling softly and she smiled as she nodded her head. he smiled, grabbing the spoon and had a taste of it and quickly spit the food out. "why is this fucking salty?!" he shouted, pushing the bowl away.

she sat beside him, having a taste of the food. "it's okay," she says. "it's just a bit salty." she said and suddenly, yoongi grabbed a handful of the food, shoving it to her mouth, forcing it in.

the bowl shattered in pieces as it hit the ground.

"does it taste that good, slut?!" he shouted, grabbing a handful of her hair as she spits out, in need of air. tears streamed down her face, but she only endured the pain. it was nothing new to her.

her husband has been like this for a year already.

she looked at the sea from afar, sighing as she removes her damp uniform and wore her p.e. it was nothing new afterall. she was used to the bullies. making fun of her, splashing water over her. sometimes even sexually harassing her.

gropping her ass when she walks pass them and calls her slut. every painful words. every guy does that to her, except one.

she steps on the railing, praying for the last time as she lifted her food up, but she was stopped when a boy spoke, "what are you doing?" she quickly stepped away from the railing, her eyes as wide as ever.

"w-who are you?" she asked. "you didn't answer my question first, but okay!" he smiled. "i'm min yoongi. you?" he asked, handing out his hand. "p-park chaeyoung." she stuttered, looking away and he just nodded, now pulling back his unshaken hand.

"it's nice to meet you." he said and she just nodded her head, not taking a glance at him. "let's be friends." as he said that, she backed away, shooking her head in disbelief.

"you don't want to?" he pouted.

"i- it's not that i don't want to, it's just that..." she looked down. "i don't know." she muttered and he smiled, showing his cute gummy smile. "we're friends now, okay?" he said and she just nodded, her cheeks turning into a light shade of red.

"it's decided then."

she sobbed as she picks up the broken glasses from floor, letting the tears fall down. as she finished cleaning, she entered their room, seeing her husband now sleeping peacefully.

"hey, i love you." his cheeks turned to a light shade of head as he scratches his nape. it was definitely a bland confession, quiet an awkward one actually. but that was enough to make her heart skip a beat.

"hey, i love you, too." she said. like kids, they laughed. so you're my girlfriend now?" he asked and she nodded.

she laid down beside her husband, wrapping her around his waist as she close her eyes, now entering dream land.

morning came, she was now in the kitchen, chopping some garlics and onions.

feeling a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, she turned around, now facing her husband. "i'm really sorry for last night.. forgive me?" pouting, he was just the cutest existence for her.

she smiled, "you're forgiven." he smiled, pecking his wife's lips.

she made her choice.

she's gonna stay with him. she's gonna stay with her hero, the man she loves.

even though he lost his mind.