The Cursed Marriage sassy wife, bully hubby

sassy wife, bully hubby

Their exchange of words quickly escalated into a heated argument, each insult fueling the fire of their animosity. Taehyung's frustration boiled over, and he lunged at Jungkook, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling him forward.

Jungkook

Ow! Let go, you idiot

Jungkook yelped, trying to pry Taehyung's fingers from his hair.

Taehyung tightened his grip, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Taehyung

Not until you admit that you're a spoiled brat who can't stand the thought of someone standing up to you

Jungkook winced in pain, but his pride wouldn't allow him to back down. With a swift motion, he retaliated, grabbing Taehyung's hair in return and giving it a sharp tug.

Taehyung

Ouch! That's it, you're dead

Taehyung exclaimed, his voice a mix of pain and determination.

The two boys were now locked in a comical yet intense struggle, each trying to gain the upper hand. They stumbled around the room, knocking over chairs and sending papers flying in their chaotic dance.

mira

stop it both of you

Taehyung's mother cried, attempting to separate them.

But Taehyung and Jungkook were too caught up in their battle to listen. They continued to exchange insults and pull each other's hair, their bickering escalating into a full-blown wrestling match.

Taehyung

You're such a jerk, Jungkook!"

Taehyung shouted, trying to free himself from Jungkook's grasp.

Jungkook

And you're a stubborn fool, Taehyung!

Jungkook retorted, his voice filled with equal parts frustration and amusement.

Their parents watched helplessly, unsure of how to defuse the situation. It was only after several minutes of wrestling and bickering that Taehyung and Jungkook finally collapsed on the floor, panting and exhausted.

As they lay there, their anger slowly subsided, replaced by a sense of absurdity at their childish behavior. Taehyung looked at Jungkook, and for a moment, they locked eyes, a silent understanding passing between them.

Jungkook

You're so ugly

Taehyung

Well, at least I can change my hairstyle. You're stuck with that face forever.

Their banter was laced with a hint of amusement, a sign that perhaps their relationship was beginning to thaw. As they lay there, the tension between them seemed to dissipate, replaced by a begrudging respect for each other's resilience.

Their parents, who had watched the entire scene unfold, finally found their voices.

mira

Enough

mira

This is not the way to resolve your differences

jeon namjoon

You two need to learn to get along. This forced marriage may not be ideal, but it's what our families need."

Taehyung and Jungkook, still catching their breath, exchanged a hesitant glance. Despite their initial animosity, there was a glimmer of understanding in their eyes.

Taehyung

Fine

Taehyung

But don't expect me to like him

Jungkook

Likewise

Their parents breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that this would mark the beginning of a more amicable relationship between Taehyung and Jungkook. As they helped the boys to their feet and ushered them out of the office, there was a sense of cautious optimism in the air.

Perhaps, just perhaps, this forced marriage wouldn't be as disastrous as they had feared.

The weight of the impending marriage hung heavily over Taehyung and Jungkook, casting a shadow over their already strained relationship. Jungkook's hatred for Taehyung seemed to intensify with each passing day, fueled by the belief that Taehyung was somehow complicit in this forced union. Taehyung, on the other hand, felt a deep sense of betrayal by his own family, who had orchestrated this entire situation without his consent.

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