MY CRUEL HUSBAND || KTH

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ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴀ ɢɪғ
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''Do you Kang Y/N take Kim Taehyung as your husband and promise to cherish him till the end?"

"I do"

"Do you Kim Taehyung take Kang Y/N as your wife and promise to be with her  through good and bad times?"

He took in a long breath before replying "No. I'm sorry but I still love her. My past lover"

My eyes widen. I looked at him in disbelief. How can he do that to me? At least he needs to sort out his feelings before agreeing for this wedding.
He can't just embarrass me like this.

"But you said it is all in the past" I was so close to breaking down. My face started to heat up.
This is embarrassing as hell.

"Wake up y/n. How naive of you to think that you will get me as your husband?" He smirked at me.

"He is right y/n! You need to wake up!"

Wake up y/n

Wake up

Wake

"BITCH I'M UP!" I looked around my surroundings frantically. Ok cool. I'm still in my bedroom. The two idiots are still sleeping and my mom is screaming at me.

Wait -- my mom?

That's when I realised someone have been banging on my door non stop. Oh man holy shitue. She is gonna kill me!

"Bitch wake up!!!!!"I started kicking those two on my bed. "Shut up y/n!" Jungkook mumbled and went back to sleep. While Hoseok woke up and looked at me as if I have horns poking out my head.

"Hobi get out before my mom breaks in and take that thing with you" I pointed at Jungkook. He nodded and started dragging the still sleeping Jungkook.

"I SWEAR TO GOD Y/N! IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW, I'M BRRAKING IN. IT'S YOUR WEDDING DAY FOR PETE'S SAKE"

Fudge

I pushed Hoseok out the window and quickly closed it. Then, I push Jungkook under my bed.

This should work.

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I stood nervously infront of the big door , hand in hand with my father. I could feel the lone sweat that role down my spine under the beautiful white dress.

The dream from last night is still running in the back of my mind. What if it happens?

But then, I'm overreacting just because of a dream.

I took a long breath trying to calm down all the bizarre thoughts.

The door opens and we walked in. It was so silent. But I know that's not the case. My mind had shut down all the noises and all I could hear was my frantic heartbeat.

Our steps came to a halt and my father placed my hand in his.
His hands was so soft and warm. It was weirdly comfortable. And not to mention how huge it is.