Ateez Imagines 🔞

Bad Gone Good

This is a request by the lovely irasyaz. I hope it meets your expectations.

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Park Seonghwa
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"Y/n, you're marrying him and that's final!" my mom screamed at me before slamming my room door leaving me to be alone. Lately, I've been failing college. As the daughter of a popular businessman, that's never a good thing.

My parents have come together and agreed on me marrying Mr. Park's son. But the thing is.. Of course, I don't love him. Not even like. He's cold, cruel, and not only that... He's my high school bully. He hates me.

I let out a sigh and fall back into my bed, tears begining to fall. Some may call me a crybaby, but truth is I've always been sensitive. I'm not as strong as others may think of me to be. Of course my mother takes that as her advantage. Even when I try to object, she just talks over me.

~ Time skip: One month before the wedding ~

Today we were going to meet the Park family. I knew from the start that it was a bad idea. I have this bad feeling in my gut.

After my dad rings the doorbell to the giant house, it takes a few moments for someone to open the door. It's a man. Tall with wrinkled skin on his face and dark gray hair. He seems to be around his 60s. We all bow respectfully before stepping inside at the mans invite.

Once inside, the house itself is marvelous. Velvet carpets decorate the floor. The wood is pure oak. Many paintings are up on the walls. There are breakable decorations with golden symbols.

My eyes trail up the stairs where he is walking down. Park Seonghwa. Oh how my blood boils upon seeing that smug look on his face. At the same time, I'm scared. Scared of what he may do to me now.

The boys eyes land on me and his smirk only grows. "Y/n my dear. Won't you come with me?" he asks, extending his hand towards me. I grumble under my breath which earns my mother's elbow to my side.

Ignoring the sharp pain, I bite my lip to stop from snapping back and take his hand. He leads me up the stairs and to a room - his room to be exact. Once we're inside, he slams the door and snatches his hand away from me.

"You, of all people?! Why must my parents curse me with this? You're a filthy piece of trailer trash." he says, wiping his hands.

As much as I want to spit back and defend myself, I know better. I know the best move is to keep my mouth shut and thoughts kept to myself. Especially now.

He turns to me and walks closer to me. Every step he takes forward, I take two back. Soon enough, he has me trapped against the wall. One arm to either side of my head, and he's leaning into my neck.

"Don't screw this up, y/n. For your sake and for mine." he warns. He takes a deep breath in but quickly pulls away. The expression on his face is one that I can't read. I've never seen that look on him before.

~Time skip: Three weeks before the wedding ~

I check the last decors on my dress, making sure there's no wrinkles or lose threads. I check over my heels and jewelry before grabbing my bag and walking out the room.

Today, I was arranged to go on a date with Seonghwa. Get to know him more. As if I really wanted to. And I know he's just as thrilled as I.