Recap: 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.
Jimin's POV
"Goodbye Jimin dear, it was very nice meeting you!" Mrs. Park says a little too sweetly and I send her a tight smile as she hugs me. "You too Mrs. Park," I say and she pulls away, still smiling. "Oh, call me eomeoni," She says and I force a smile, grimacing after she turns away to hug my mother. "Nice meeting you Jimin. We'll see more of you very soon," Mr. Park says and I smile slightly at him as well. "And you can call me abeoji. We are practically family after all," He says, laughing heartily and I clench my fists behind my back, trying my hardest not to grimace again. "Well, annyeong," They both say, before hugging their son and leaving. "Well, it was nice meeting you all. Bye!" I say, turning to leave when someone grabs me by the waist. "Where are you going in such a hurry?" I look up at Sehun and frown. "My room." "Why don't you stay here with us?" He asks, smirking and Minseok glares at him, tugging me away."Hands off my baby sister maknae," He says and I roll my eyes as Sehun snickers. "Mian hae," He says, still smirking. "Well, we should probably leave. We have practice tomorrow so we need our sleep," Suho oppa speaks up and they all groan, reluctantly leaving. "Hyung, carry me!" Sehun exclaims, hopping onto Luhan's back and forcing him to piggy back him outside. The rest of the members snicker and follow them. "Bye Jimin. See you tomorrow!" Minseok says, kissing my forehead and hugging me, before hugging my mom and following his band out. I glance at my mom, staring blankly, before turning on my heel and leaving as she opens her mouth to speak. I crawl into my bed and feel tears burn at the back of my eyes. Just like that, my freedom is gone. My mom practically sold me away. An arranged marriage. What is this? The 18th century? She's so old fashioned.
I wake up the next morning to my mom banging on my door. "Jimin! Wake up! It's 11 o'clock!" She orders and I groan, literally rolling out of bed and onto the hardwood floor. Groggily, I drag myself to my bathroom, taking a quick shower and getting dressed. I make my way downstairs and into the kitchen where my mom has pancakes laid out on the table. "Eat up!" She says and I sit down, piling a few pancakes on my plate, scarfing them down. When I'm done, I stand to leave the room, when my mom stops me with a bag. "I need you to run an errand for me," She says, handing me the bag. "Run down to SM and give this to your brother and the band," She says, turning away and I groan. "Why do I have to?" I whine and she sends me a sharp glare. "Fine, I'll go," I mutter, turning and stomping outside. I make my way to SM and the secretary points me in the direction of EXO's practice room. I walk in just in time to see them start practicing Overdose.
They finish and I clap, causing them all to jump and snap their fazes over to me. "Noona!" Sehun exclaims, hugging me and I giggle. I like Sehun. He's funny. "Sehun, let go," Minseok oppa orders and Sehun groans, releasing me. "Hyung you're no fun," He whines and I giggle again. "Yeah oppa, you're no fun!" I laugh and Minseok pouts. "What do you want Jimin?" He asks and I scoff. "Well gee, nice to see you too," I deadpan and the guys laugh as Minseok rolls his eyes. "Seriously why are you here?" He asks and I roll my eyes as well. "Eomma told me to bring this to you guys," I say, handing him the bag and immediately the guys swarm around us. "Food!" They chant, practically tearing the bag apart to get to the muffins on the inside. "Thank you!" Baekhyun says around a mouthful of chocolate chip muffin. "Well, if that's all you guys need," I say, but Tao stops me. "You're leaving?" He asks and I bite my lip. "Um, I was going to," I trail off and Chen pushes me down into a chair in the corner. "Stay. Watch us rehearse!" He says, grinning and I sigh, but nod. I watch as they dance threw a few more songs when my phone rings. I walk into the hallway and answer it. "Yeboseyo?" I answer as I lean casually against the wall. "Jimin, are you still with your brother?" Eomma asks without so much as a hello. "Ne, wae?" I ask and she breathes out in relief. "Good. You're going on a date!" She squeals and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "What are you talking about?" I ask and she starts giggling.
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Future Mrs. Park Chanyeol
FanficKim Jimin had aways dreamed of her fairytale wedding, she just always assumed she'd get to pick who she'd marry, and that she wouldn't get married at 17, but hey, things are different when your mom puts you in an arranged marriage. The problem, her...