Force Marriage [completed]

Part 2

Forced Marriage
Part 2
Jeon Jungkook

You woke up the next morning to the smell of coffee. You rub your sleepy eyes and stretch your aches body.

You grab your phone, hoping for Taehyung text you good morning as always but you got nothing.

You lets out a groan and drag your fatigue figure to the bathroom. You do what's necessary.

Once finish you wear a white cropped top and grey sweatpants. You sit in front of the makeup table.

You touch the necklace, a gift from Taehyung on your 22nd birthday

"Kim Taehyung... I miss you babe... I miss you so much" 

You grip on your necklace harder. Then you saw your wedding ring from the mirror reflection.

"This is all your fault Jungkook, if you don't insist on getting married with me all of this wouldn't happen" you grip your hair harshly.

"Tae-Taehyung will still be here with me... I hate you Jungkook!" You smash your fist on the table. Letting out all your anger.

You look at yourself, taking a deep breath, fixing your hair.

Try to calming down yourself and then you walk out of your room to the kitchen.

You stop your track, your eyes widening to the view in front of you.

You saw Jungkook standing there back facing you, shirtless...

he only wear his grey sweatpants.

You gulp hard looking at his tones body. His small waist, his muscular broad shoulder.

You stood there eyeing him or to be exact admiring his body which is your definite type.

You quickly hide behind the wall, just to watch him when he turns around.

After some times, finally, he turns around.

That moment you almost drop on your knees.

Your mouth hangs open, his well defined abs catches your attention.

You touched your neck, just then Taehyung face popped up in your mind.

You close your eyes.

'Shit!' You curse in your mind.

Then you clear your throat, walk in the kitchen acting like nothing happened

"oh morning angel, i made us pancakes and hot coffee." He says smiling at you.

You just rolled your eyes. Playing with your phone, ignoring him.

"Angel? Are you okay?" He says as he caress your cheek.

You immediately brushed his hand off your face, you look at him up and down.

"What happened to your shirt? Do all of them burned down on fire?" Your eyes met him.

God knows how much you are battling with your mind to not look at his well defined figure.

'Fuck you, Jungkook!' You clench your teeth.

"No, just that I don't feel comfortable wearing shirt when I'm at home." He says as he rubbed his six packs.

You look at him by the corner of your eyes.

"Well sadly, you need to learn to do it now, that's ugly" you mocks him, pointing at his abs.

Then he came closer to you, trapping you in between his muscles hands.