"I would never take you for a romantic," she says, sarcasm in her voice apparent. "No, it's not a real marriage. You can sleep with whoever you want."
Yoongi's eyes widen, and his mouth drops open. "What?! I'm not that kind of a guy."
She knows she needs to get a hold of herself, because she's being unreasonable and letting her frustration out in a destructive way, but knowing something and doing it are two very different things.
"I have no idea what kind of a guy you actually are, since I've never met you before, and I'm sure you have a very competent and well-paid PR team. But what were you planning to do? Get married to a stranger and live without sex for the rest of your life?!" she says and panics internally.
'Jieun, what the fuck are you even saying to a guy you met literally two hours ago? You knew this was going to happen. You agreed. Why are you trying to alienate him, and why the fuck are you talking about sex?!'
But no amount of self-talk can stop a train wreck from happening once things are set in motion...
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OC x Min Yoongi
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