"Don't worry, babygirl. You just have to stand there and look pretty." An angelic voice tries to calm you down. Yet the nervousness continues to boil in your stomach.
On the corner of your eye, you see the marionettes entering into the ballroom in practiced fashion. Your breath hitches when your eyes aligned with... His.
He had told you not to come and you might be outlandish to take such an outrageous step but you wanted to. His next move was as predictable as your own; you would've been just as vexed.
In less than ten minutes, he has you cornered up a wall in the abandoned hallway. Up close you could see every inch of his face. Shit, he's always looked this gorgeous? His furious pants hit your cheeks as he asks, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm going to do it," You answer, your composed stance crumbling down as you gaze back at him.
"You don't have to do this, Y/n, please." He rasps out, looking hurt. You can't help notice the golden flickers in his chocolate eyes. Were those always there?
"I'm not doing this for you."
"Then who are you doing this for?"
"I'm doing this because it is right. Not for anyone."
'But I don't want to put you in danger.' He thought, replacing the hands that were cornering you, by his sides. He has the urge to kiss you, but he knows you'll reject him. Still, just as he's about to lean, he hears, "Hyung? Y/n noona?"
You take off your coat, revealing a set of assets which causes both the men's throat to lump. You say to them, "I'm off."
'𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘕𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘢...'
'𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘠/𝘯...'
"What?" He replied back quite harshly.
"Who is she?" I asked calmly. He didn't reply and kept on walking. "What is she doing here?" I asked, this time raising my voice a bit. He stopped and walked toward me. He couldn't even walk properly .He stopped in front of my and lowered his head to my level and whisprered. "She's a girl. My one-night stand"
"what?" I said in disbelief, more angrily then I intended.
"What?" He said shrugging his shoulder "I am a man. I have my desire too." He said calmly. He sure was drunk. Not drunk, wasted.There was no point in talking to him. I walked away from him and yelled at a lady who was standing in the doorway " you lady, get out of here" before I could say anything more Jungkook pulled my toward the wall entrapping me b/w his sturdy body and a wall. "What are you doing DEAR WIFEY?" He whispered in my ears. His lips touching my ear lobe as he spoke and his alcoholic-breath stroking my neck. I was uncomfortable as hell. "Let go of me Jungkook" I said, trying to keep calm. I saw the lady, who my husband brought into house, staggering out of house. "Why? Are you angry? Are you Jealous that I brought a girl to keep myself satisfied. Do you wish it was you" he spoke, looking at me in the eyes. Then his gaze fell to my lips. His one hand reached for my waist while the thumb of his other hand was stroking my lower lip. I was feeling weak in the knees. He licked his tongue and whispered " Do you wanna keep me company tonight, WIFEY?"
This is my epic life. I married a chabeol who hates me, actually he hates everyone around himself. Even his father. He never liked me but now we ended up in a contract marriage and my life is hell. I wish I can survive this one year without any disaster.