~His Cold Wife~ Park Jimin // BTS Oneshot

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"Freaking bastard!" You cussed under your breath as you had to take a sharp turn to avoid a crash. Your day wasn't the best, you were the CEO of one of the most famous companies in Korea. Forbes has mentioned you too many times. But today you were tired. Tired as physically, emotionally, and mentally. You never wanted to be just like those typical wives and so you had started a start-up project. But that's something this society found hard to accept. Everything was going smoothly except for one last meeting you had with PCY Globals. Chanyeol had to make a comment, "where is your boss? I don't like to talk to the secretaries..." to get you started. You didn't care about his position, his post, You just started spitting fire. You didn't stop till he felt small in front of you, Your voice growled and echoed in the hallway.

You always hated the society norms. If you don't like something, you don't do it! Society can hate you to pacify their gossip urge, but you don't care... Or at least it seemed like. You always looked cold and emotionless and rock-hearted. You liked it this way as people couldn't hurt you since your confidence and aura didn't give them any chance. You simply were good at pretending.

"That freaking scoundrel!!" You gasped as you saw a scratch on your black BMW. You breathed a sharp breath to calm yourself down. You didn't want to burst your anger on your husband. Yes, You are married, Of course, it is arranged, You didn't even want to get married but you realized you will have to sooner or later since your parents are emotional about your marriage and you've been a pain for their wallets in your childhood. Your husband had a job at some foreign MNC. For some reason, he wanted to continue his job there and you agreed as you didn't want to impose your thoughts on him.

Later you fell for him, why won't you? He was caring, he respected you, your thoughts, and understood you. Though there was very little conversation between you both. You were too cold to express anything and he was too shy for anything. Most time you guys have spent together is by having dinners together. It is almost impossible for you to find the time.

Mumbling some random curse words on your day you entered the passcode to enter your house. A luxurious penthouse in a posh residential society. You found no one in. "Jimin?" your voice echoed through the living room but got reflected back by the expensive items on display to you. 'He must be in his office...But he usually comes before me...' you thought. You turned on the dimmest light and found a note on the center table with a glass of water on it, working as a paperweight.

"I will be home at 10 today, have some water..." It read. You smiled to yourself before drinking the water. In the past 7 months of your marriage, he always did this when you somehow came home before him.

But the sudden disgust stricken face regains its position as you realized the world does not have many people like him, there are some people like Park Chanyeol too! You were hungry but ignored it and went straight to wipe the bold red lipstick off your cherry pink lips and the liner from your eyes. You changed your clothes from business attire to a simple hoodie with yoga shorts. Your scalp was hurting after you let them hang loosely after being tied up in a high ponytail for so long. You applied some chapstick as you were a heavy smoker and your lips were mostly chapped because of that. But today you didn't smoke JUUL(e-cigarette). Instead, you just laid. You checked your phone for the last time and the time was already 10:05. You were kinda worried for Jimin but you just thought that you're being paranoid.

You laid on your bed with your eyes shut, trying to forget everything that happened today and think about good things. You thought about how much fun you will have on the trip to Busan you planned for Jimin's birthday, maybe you could get closer by that.

Your thoughts got interrupted by the sudden screeching of the door, you knew Jimin just came but you stayed on your bed since your head was throbbing with pain. In fact, you were a little revealed about the fact that he might not be safe and you could now go to sleep peacefully.

YOUR P.O.V

I heard his footsteps going towards the bathroom, followed by the sliding of the door.

How his presence soothes me... How it makes my life so much better without actually just having him around. I love him, I think I do. I have never been with anyone, mostly because I think it will make me weak but I guess I was wrong, it turns out to be my strength. I wish I could talk to him more, tell him how much I love him, and also to get to know him other than our dinner. I feel guilty of our distance and promise myself every day to be a little expressive but I fail. Well, let's face it, it is not easy to change a more-than-a-decade-old habit within a few days.

I get out of my random imaginative conversation with Jimin as I hear the sliding of the door again. I hear his footsteps against the carpeted floor, he takes a seat on the couch in front of me.

Peculiar...

"You look so cute while sleeping..." I hear him and feel his hands caress my cheeks. I feel tingles in my belly as if many butterflies are captured in there. "I wish I could tell how much I love you...How much I fell for your vigor, ardor, and zeal... I like how you don't wanna be 'everybody' and 'anybody'... It is just so charming... I don't know why it makes me shy, I was a nerd, never the center, Nobody liked me and so I never had a relationship before. I don't wanna mess with whatever we have between us." He paused and sighed. I am so flustered at the moment. Never have I ever found this much honesty and generosity in any of the rejected proposals.

"I fell for the fire I see in your eyes and I am ready to handle it even if I get burnt or bruised... I love you. It's just my anxiety and the fact that we were arranged in marriage together and I am not sure about your feelings, Your eyes hide so much... One day I wish that I could tell you that I love you"

"Mr.Park stop... You're making me shy..." I say as I try to try to control that playfully blushing grin on my face.

"Y/N...? Y-you heard me?? Oh my, it's so awkward..." He gasped in disbelief and I giggled. "How much did you listen?" how much I wanna pinch and squish his cheeks. "I never slept" I smiled at how flustered he was.

"Jimin..." I called him and he hummed looking in my eyes. Those brown orbs eyes, sparkling and twinkling with joy and energy never failed to light up my mood. "Do you really love me? I gave you no reason to..." I asked, guilt filling me up. "I do..." he said. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss him and so I rested my lips on his, which melted immediately. I felt his soft plump lips on my chapped one. It felt...calming and soothing. He hesitated in the beginning but gave in. I broke the kiss and pecked his forehead.

  "Chimmy-ah, I love you too!" I whispered and hugged him.

~~~The END~~~

To those who survived till the end...

I got bored with those cold husband things so a little change and even if you don't like it, I had to make one...

anyways this author is potaetohead

saranghae, borahae...