Married on paper. Tangled under the same roof. They said it was just an arrangement- So why do the nights feel real? Author's Note: This story is completely my own creation. I didn't copy or take ideas from anyone. If any part of it happens to be similar to another story, it's purely a coincidence. Everything is written from my own thoughts and imagination. Thank you for reading and respecting my work! . . . . Rank🏆:- ( 31 may, 2025) #1 - meanie #6 - minwon #144 - seventeen

"What kind of creep are you? Stalking your own cousin?" Wonwoo looks up from his phone to see a tall man, dressed in basketball shorts and a jersey, his face flushed and breath heavy. "Sorry? Are you talking to me?" Wonwoo asks, pointing at himself. "Yes! You! Stop stalking Jia. Stop stalking my girlfriend!" Wonwoo freezes, his hands gripping his phone tightly, before he lunges forward, throwing his fist right into the other boy's jaw. "Why the hell are you referring to my girlfriend as yours?"

"Too young for me?" he repeated, his voice low and incredulous. "Minji, age is just a fucking number. I don't give a shit about that when it comes to what I feel." [ Age Ain't Nothing But A Number - Aaliyah ] [ Talking Body - Tove Lo ]