Arrange Marriage: Bound By Hate
Chapter 1
Taehyung slammed the door behind him with a loud thud. His heart was pounding, and his blood was boiling. His thoughts were racing as he stormed through the hall. He couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t believe they were doing this to him.
Mr Kim
Taehyung! Calm down!
His father’s voice echoed from behind him.
He spun around, eyes filled with anger.
Kim Taehyung
Calm Down? You expect me to calm down after you—
Taehyung gestured wildly,
Kim Taehyung
—you sell me off to that—
He was so furious, his voice trembled.
Kim Taehyung
To that bastard?!
His father’s face was stone-cold, unfazed by his outburst.
Mr Kim
You will not speak about him like that,
Mr Kim
Jungkook is an alpha. He's powerful, capable. This marriage will strengthen our position. This is what's best for us, for the family.
Kim Taehyung
I don’t care about your so-called 'position'.
Kim Taehyung
I don’t care about anything that involves him.
His teeth gritted together as he said,
Kim Taehyung
I’ll never marry that monster.
His father’s expression remained unchanged.
Mr Kim
The agreement is already made. It’s not up for discussion. You will marry him.
Taehyung’s vision blurred, his anger rising like a fire. He wanted to scream, to break something, but instead, he clenched his fists so hard his nails dug into his palms.
Kim Taehyung
You have no right to do this to me!
His father said, his voice low but sharp.
Mr Kim
You’re being unreasonable. This is your future. You don’t have a choice.
Kim Taehyung
Unreasonable?!!!
Taehyung yelled, stepping forward.
Kim Taehyung
What kind of father forces his son into a marriage like this? You’re turning me into a pawn in your game!
His father’s eyes narrowed, and his voice grew colder.
Mr Kim
You’ll learn to respect the decisions made for you. I won’t say this again.
Taehyung couldn’t stand it anymore. Without another word, he turned and stormed out of the room, ignoring his father’s calls. He needed air, needed to get away from the suffocating atmosphere of his house. But as he reached the door, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
It was a message from his older brother.
Kim Seokjin
Don’t do anything stupid. I know you're angry, but we need to figure this out. Please, stay calm for now.
Taehyung stared at the message, his hands shaking. He felt the weight of his brother’s words, but it didn’t change how he felt. How could he just 'stay calm'? How could he accept the idea of marrying Jungkook, the one person he loathed above all else?
He threw his phone on the couch and ran his hands through his messy hair.
I can't do this. I won’t,
The thought of submitting to this marriage, to Jungkook, made his skin crawl. Jungkook had been his enemy for years. Every time they were in the same room, it was a battle of wills. Jungkook’s arrogance, his dominance, his cold eyes… Taehyung couldn’t stand it.
He could feel the pressure building in his chest, the anger and frustration threatening to overwhelm him.
Kim Taehyung
I’ll never marry him,
He hissed under his breath.
Just then, his phone buzzed again. This time it was a message from Jungkook himself.
Jeon Jungkook
We need to talk. Now.
Taehyung scoffed. He wanted to throw the phone out the window, but instead, he squeezed it tightly in his hand. Jungkook always thought he was in control, that he could just snap his fingers and get what he wanted. Taehyung wasn’t about to let that happen.
Kim Taehyung
Talk? You’re damn right we need to talk, but it’s not going to be the way you want,
Taehyung muttered, his voice dripping with hatred. He quickly typed back,
Kim Taehyung
I have nothing to say to you.
The phone buzzed once more, but Taehyung didn’t bother to check it. He couldn’t focus on anything else right now. All he could think about was how much he hated the idea of marrying Jungkook.
But as much as he hated it, his father’s words echoed in his mind: You don’t have a choice.
Chapter 2
Taehyung paced back and forth in his room, his mind racing. He could still feel the anger from the argument with his father, and now Jungkook’s message was making his blood boil even more. The audacity of that man to message him like nothing was wrong.
The sound of his phone buzzing again made him pause. He glanced at the screen. Another message from Jungkook.
Jeon Jungkook
Meet me at the café downtown in 20 minutes. Don’t make me come to you.
Taehyung let out a bitter laugh.
Kim Taehyung
Oh, so now he’s giving orders?
He muttered. He tossed his phone onto the bed and sat down, gripping his head. The idea of meeting Jungkook, of seeing his smug face, made his stomach churn. But ignoring him wouldn’t solve anything. If they were going to be forced into this nightmare, he had to confront him eventually.
Reluctantly, Taehyung stood up, grabbed his jacket, and left the house. The cold evening air hit his face as he walked toward the café. His steps were heavy, his frustration clear with every stomp.
When he arrived, Jungkook was already there, sitting at a corner table. Dressed in a crisp black suit, Jungkook looked as perfect as ever. His dark eyes were sharp, his expression unreadable. Taehyung hated how calm and composed he seemed.
Taehyung didn’t bother with pleasantries. He pulled out the chair across from Jungkook and dropped into it with a loud thud.
Kim Taehyung
What do you want?
He snapped, crossing his arms.
Jungkook raised an eyebrow, unfazed by Taehyung’s attitude.
Jeon Jungkook
Nice to see you too,
He said coolly. He took a sip of his coffee before setting the cup down.
Jeon Jungkook
We need to talk about this marriage.
Kim Taehyung
Oh, now you want to talk? Where was this 'talk' when our parents were making decisions for us?
Jeon Jungkook
I wasn’t exactly thrilled about it either,
Jungkook said, his tone sharp.
Jeon Jungkook
But it’s happening whether we like it or not.
Kim Taehyung
Then maybe you should’ve said no,
Taehyung shot back, his voice rising slightly.
Kim Taehyung
Or are you so desperate for a spouse that you’ll just go along with whatever your parents say?
Jungkook’s jaw tightened, but he kept his composure.
Jeon Jungkook
Watch your mouth, Taehyung,
Jeon Jungkook
I don’t want this any more than you do, but throwing a tantrum won’t change anything.
Taehyung leaned forward, his eyes narrowing.
Kim Taehyung
You think I’m just throwing a tantrum? You think this is easy for me? You’re the last person on earth I’d ever want to marry.
Jeon Jungkook
The feeling’s mutual,
Jeon Jungkook
But unlike you, I’m not wasting time complaining about it. I’m trying to figure out how we deal with this.
Kim Taehyung
Deal with this?
Taehyung repeated, his voice dripping with sarcasm
Kim Taehyung
You mean how we pretend not to hate each other while everyone expects us to play the perfect couple?
Jungkook stared at him, his expression unreadable.
Taehyung laughed bitterly.
Kim Taehyung
You’ve got it all figured out, don’t you? Well, let me make one thing clear. Just because we’re being forced into this doesn’t mean I’m going to make it easy for you.
Jungkook’s lips curved into a small, humorless smile.
Jeon Jungkook
I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.
The tension between them was thick, the air practically crackling with their mutual hatred. For a moment, neither of them spoke, their eyes locked in a silent battle.
Finally, Jungkook broke the silence.
Jeon Jungkook
I’ll say this once, Taehyung. We don’t have to like each other, but we do have to work together. If we go against our families, it’ll make things worse for both of us.
Taehyung clenched his fists under the table, his stubbornness fighting against the logic in Jungkook’s words. He hated that he was right. As much as he wanted to rebel, defying his family would only make things harder.
Taehyung said through gritted teeth.
Kim Taehyung
But don’t think for a second that I’m going to make this easy for you. I hate you, Jungkook. That’s never going to change.
Jungkook replied, his voice low,
Jeon Jungkook
I hate you just as much.
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Chapter 3
The following days felt like a blur for Taehyung. Every time he tried to push the idea of the forced marriage out of his mind, it came rushing back, making him angry all over again. He had a hard time sleeping, his mind filled with thoughts of Jungkook, of their families’ plans, and the marriage that now loomed over him like an unavoidable storm.
Taehyung wasn’t used to feeling helpless. He had always been in control of his life. But now, it felt like his fate was being dictated by people who didn’t care about his feelings. And what was worse? He had to go through it with Jungkook, of all people.
Taehyung sat at his desk, staring at his textbooks. His brother had tried to talk some sense into him, telling him to calm down, but Taehyung could barely focus on his studies. He just couldn’t stop thinking about the upcoming marriage.
His phone buzzed, breaking his train of thought. He frowned when he saw the name on the screen—Jungkook. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with him, but he knew he couldn’t ignore it forever.
With a sigh, he answered.
Kim Taehyung
What do you want?
Jeon Jungkook
Still angry, I see,
Jungkook’s voice came through, smooth and unbothered.
Jeon Jungkook
I’ve been trying to reach you. We need to discuss how this is going to work.
Taehyung could practically hear the smirk in his voice, and it made his blood boil.
Kim Taehyung
There’s nothing to discuss,
Kim Taehyung
We both know I’m not going to just roll over and accept this.
Jeon Jungkook
I didn’t ask you to,
Jeon Jungkook
I’m not asking you to be a puppy. I’m just trying to figure out how we can make this work without making it worse than it already is.
Kim Taehyung
Make it work? We can’t even be in the same room without wanting to rip each other’s throats out.
Jungkook was quiet for a moment, and Taehyung almost thought he had hung up. But then, Jungkook spoke again, more seriously this time.
Jeon Jungkook
I know it’s not easy for you. It’s not easy for me either. But we both have our pride. The more we fight, the worse it’ll be for both of us. I’m offering you a chance to make this work. You might not like it, but we need to do this for the sake of our families.
Kim Taehyung
I don’t care about your families,
Kim Taehyung
I care about my life, and this marriage is not a part of it.
Jungkook’s voice softened, though it was still firm.
Jeon Jungkook
It’s already a part of it. Whether you like it or not, we’re stuck with each other.
Taehyung gritted his teeth, his temper flaring once more.
He said, forcing the words out through clenched teeth.
Kim Taehyung
But I’m not going to make this easy for you.
Jeon Jungkook
I never thought you would.
Before Taehyung could say anything else, the call ended. He stared at the phone in his hand, feeling a mix of frustration and helplessness. Jungkook had a way of getting under his skin, of making him feel like everything he said or did was useless.
Later that evening, Taehyung’s mother called him down to dinner. He reluctantly left his room, trying to push away the anger still simmering inside him. As he walked into the dining room, his father gave him a stern look.
His father ordered, motioning to the empty seat at the table.
Taehyung took his place, eyes avoiding his father’s gaze. His mother served dinner, but the tension in the room was thick. Nobody spoke at first. His younger sister was on her phone, seemingly unaffected by the drama surrounding the marriage, while his father’s eyes never left Taehyung.
Finally, his father spoke.
Mr Kim
You’ll be meeting with Jungkook’s family next week. It’s time to start preparing for the wedding.
Taehyung’s fork clinked against his plate as he set it down with a hard look.
Kim Taehyung
I’m not going to the meeting,
His father said in a low voice, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Kim Taehyung
I don’t care. I won’t do it.
Mr Kim
You’ll do as you’re told, Taehyung,❄️
Mr Kim
Do not make this harder than it has to be.
Taehyung felt his chest tighten with frustration.
Kim Taehyung
Why are you doing this?
He asked quietly, his voice cracking slightly.
Kim Taehyung
Why are you forcing me into a marriage with someone I hate? Don’t I get any say in my life?
His father’s gaze softened, but his voice remained firm.
Mr Kim
This is for the good of the family. You’re being selfish right now, Taehyung. You need to think beyond your own feelings.
Taehyung stood up abruptly, his chair scraping loudly against the floor.
Kim Taehyung
I’m done talking about this,
He muttered, walking out of the room without another word.
As Taehyung walked back to his room, his mind raced. His father’s words echoed in his head: -Think beyond your own feelings.-
How could he? How could anyone expect him to just forget his anger, his resentment? He didn’t want to be part of this marriage, but he had no choice. He was trapped, with no way out.
The only thing he knew for sure was that he couldn’t trust Jungkook. He didn’t care if Jungkook was trying to make things work. Taehyung had his own plan — if he had to marry him, he would make it as miserable as possible.
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