Future Mrs. Park Chanyeol

Chapter 2

Recap: "You haven't told them yet?" His mother asks mine and she shakes her head. "I was waiting for you," She replies and Mrs. Park turns to us with an excited smile. "Chanyeol and Jimin are going to be married!" She squeals and the world spins, before everything goes black.
Jimin's POV
        "Let's throw water on her!" I hear someone exclaim and a few 'yeah's, before Minseok oppa speaks up. "No! Just, give me that." Then I feel a wet cloth dab lightly against my forehead, and a few drops of water spray my face. "Ugh, what happened?" I groan, opening my eyes and looking up at the crowd around me. "You sorta fainted after-" Tao is cut off by my mom. "After we told you the great news!" She exclaims and I furrow my eyebrows, and think back. I remember the 'great' news and jump up a bit to quickly, causing a wave of dizziness to rush over me and I would've fallen if Kris hadn't caught me. "I am notmarrying him!" I say, and a few people glance at us. "What's wrong with my son?" Mrs. Park asks, looking offended and I quickly change my sentence. "Nothing, except I don't know him! I can't marry someone I don't know! You can't do this to me! I have rights!" I argue and my mother sighs. "Honestly Jimin, stop being such a child. You've always talked about how you wanted to get married and settle down, well now you can," She says and I gape at her. "Yeah but with someone I love! Someone who I chose, not you! And not when I'm 17!" I screech and she sends me a reproachful look. 
       
        "Hush, you're causing a scene. Let's take this back to my house, shall we?" My mother smiles warmly at everyone else and I glare at her. "Good idea," Mr. Park says and everyone starts walking away. I'm practically shoved into our car and ignore my mother's lecture about not being rude to our guests and my new 'fiancé'. God it sounds awful. We make it home and I stomp upstairs to my room, slamming the door and locking it. I quickly change and ignore my mother's shouting for me to come down and to stop being so difficult. Eventually, it stops and all I hear is the quiet chat among the 'guests'. Suddenly, there is a tapping noise on my window, and it swings open, allowing a body to flop in. I let out a shrill scream and throw the first thing I grabbed at it, which happened to be a book. "Ow! Omo what did I ever do to you?" I hear the person whine and I glance down to see Minseok oppa laying in fetal position on the floor, clutching his head. "Mian haeyo oppa. I thought you were a rapist," I say and he rolls his eyes, standing up. "Talk to me dongsaeng," He says, sitting beside me on the bed and I sigh. "I don't want to get married! I'm only 17! Plus, I don't even know Chanyeol!" I groan, flopping back into the pillows and he sighs as well. "I know, I'll talk to eomma, but it won't make a difference. Just hang in there. Chanyeol isn't that bad of a guy," Minseok says and I shrug. "It's not just him, I don't mind him. But the thing is, I don't know him! I'm supposed to have my freedom to choose my own groom, but now that was taken from me. This sucks," I whine and he nods, stroking my head. "I know, but you'll survive. And who knows, maybe you'll fall for Chanyeol," He smirks and I hit him with a pillow. 

        "Doubt it," I mutter and he shrugs. "Well, whatever happens, will happen and there's not much we can do to prevent it. Let's just, embrace it for the moment and why don't you go talk to him?" He suggest and I sigh, nodding. "Alright. I'll mingle, but I won't be happy about it," I mutter and he grins. "Good, now let's go." He links arms with me and pulls me out of my room and down the stairs. Unfortunaltly, he's stronger than me and was literally dragging me the whole way down, causing me to trip on the last step and hurtle into the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing myself for impact on the hardwood floor, but it never came. Instead, I was pulled into someone's arms and placed gently on my feet. I glance up into a pair of big, warm eyes. "Annyeong, my name is Chanyeol."