Jin P.O.V. "That's a great idea." "Yes, I will talk to him." "Ok bye bye." "JIN, COME DOWNSTAIRS!" I heard my mother scream, "COMING MOM!" I screamed back.
I rushed downstairs and saw my mom and dad sitting on the couch. "Yes mom?" I asked while trying to catch my breath. "I just got off the phone with Namjoon's family, and they have just informed me that you will have to meet Namjoon on either Sunday or Monday." My mother said. "Huh?" I asked with a puzzled look on my face. "You heard me. Anyways which day would be more convenient?" My mother asked.
"Hmm ,how about never." I said while rolling my eyes. "Kim Seokjin, you better lose the attitude or else you're grounded." My dad said in a stern voice. "Dad, I'm twenty-six years old, you can't ground me." I said. "Boy, you're living in my house, so you live by my rules. " My dad said. "Will you two please stop arguing, now Jin, please tell me the day you want to meet up with Namjoon." My mother said while pulling out her phone. "Mom, why do I have to meet him? I've already met him once, isn't that enough?" I asked.
"Obviously it isn't since the nice man wants to meet you again, now give me an answer." My other said, sounding agitated. Oh shit, I better give her an answer, lord knows what she might do to me if I don't. "Ugh fine, I'm free Sunday." I said. "May I please go now so that I can cry in my pillow?" I added. "Yes, you are free to go, also stop overreacting." My mother said.
I quickly ran upstairs, into my room, and closed my door quietly, because you know, Asian parents. Anyways, why do I have to meet up with him again? I mean isn't it bad enough that I have to marry him, but now I have to see his face again? I really don't want to do this dumb sh-.
I was cut off by cell phone ringing, now who on Earth could be calling at this hour? "WHO DARES CALLS THE PRINCESS?" I asked the person on the phone. "Well hello there princess." I heard a familiar voice say. Oh God, please don't let it be who I think it is. "Princess? Are you there?" The same voice said. "Huh? Oh ya." I said. Please don't let it be him.
"Jin, is something on your mind?" This mysterious person asked me. "Uh ya, is this by any chance Namjoon?" I asked. "Wow, I though you already knew. But yes, it is I, Namjoon, your soon to be husband. How are you dong my love?" Namjoon asked. "How did you get my number?" I asked. "I have my ways baby. Anyways, I'm guessing your mom already told you about us meeting up on either Sunday or Monday?" Namjoon asked.
"Uh yes, I picked Sunday." I said while rolling my eyes. "Good, I can't wait princess." Namjoon said. By the way he said that, I could tell that he was smirking, ugh I bet he is a tool. "Listen, stop calling me that, I am not your princess nor will I ever be. Do you understand?" I asked. "Oh princess, that is where you are wrong, you see, you are mine, you will be mine, forever and always. My precious Jin." Namjoon said.
Who does this boy think he I? How dare he claim me, like I am the piece of pizza on the plate. Like I get it, I'm world wide handsome, but that don't mean you can just claim me like that, I know my rights.
"Listen here Namjoon, I am not yours, I am only marrying you because, my parents can' pay your parents back. I won't ever love you, do you understand? This marriage means nothing to me, and I have no idea if this means anything to you, it most likely doesn't, right? You just want to get this over with, I know you don't love me, so don't you even think about faking it, you got it? Please stop calling me baby and princess. Yes I will meet up with you on Sunday, see you then. Goodbye Namjoon." I said while hanging up the phone.
Ugh this man makes me so angry. How dare he treat me like this? Like I am some kind of chew toy?
Welp, I am going to cry now.
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Strangest Love [Namjin] (Completed)
FanfictionNamjoon, a 24 year old world famous Mafia gang leader who lives in South Korea. He is a heartless man who dosen't care about anyone else, except for himself. Jin, a 26 year old man who owns a popular bakery in south Korea. He is loved by a society...