Arrange Marriage: Bound By Hate
Chapter 4
Taehyung didn’t want to go. He didn’t want to face Jungkook or his family, but his father’s words kept echoing in his mind. "You’ll do as you’re told, Taehyung". So, here he was, sitting in the back of the car on his way to the meeting. The air was thick with anger, and his mind was filled with thoughts of how much he hated everything about this situation.
He could already feel the weight of the meeting pressing down on him. The business side of the marriage was one thing, but the idea of sitting across from Jungkook’s family, pretending to be part of some perfect partnership, made his skin crawl.
As the car pulled up to the grand mansion where the meeting was taking place, Taehyung couldn’t help but glare out the window. The place was exactly what he expected—high-end, polished, and cold. Just like Jungkook.
When the car stopped, Taehyung hesitated for a moment before stepping out. He adjusted his suit, his jaw tight with frustration. He wasn’t going to show any weakness. Not today.
Inside the mansion, Jungkook was already waiting in a large, elegantly decorated room. He was standing near the window, his back to Taehyung, looking every bit the perfect son his family expected him to be. He turned around when he heard the door open, a smirk forming on his face when he saw Taehyung.
Jeon Jungkook
So, the man of the hour finally decides to show up,
Jungkook said, his tone laced with sarcasm.
Taehyung clenched his fists, resisting the urge to lash out.
Kim Taehyung
I’m here, aren’t I?
Jungkook raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.
Jeon Jungkook
Let’s just get this over with,
He said, gesturing to the table in the center of the room where both their families were seated.
Taehyung took a seat, not sparing anyone a glance. His family was already seated at the table, his father looking as serious as ever. Across from him, Jungkook’s family sat like a well-oiled machine.
His mother and father, both dressed impeccably, exchanged polite smiles with Taehyung’s parents. But Taehyung’s focus was entirely on Jungkook. He wasn’t interested in the formalities, not when he knew Jungkook was just waiting for him to make a mistake.
Jungkook’s father said, breaking the silence. His voice was deep and commanding, but it did nothing to ease the tension in the room.
Taehyung could feel his pulse quicken as they began discussing the marriage arrangements. Everything was already decided. Dates, venues, plans for the wedding. All that was left was for Taehyung and Jungkook to play their parts and pretend to get along.
Kim Taehyung
Don’t act like this is a happy occasion,
Taehyung finally said, breaking through the conversation. His voice was sharp.
Kim Taehyung
We both know what this is about. This isn’t love. This is business. And we’re just pawns in your game.
Jungkook’s father looked momentarily taken aback, but Jungkook himself didn’t flinch.
Jeon Jungkook
You’re not wrong,
He said calmly, eyes narrowing as he looked at Taehyung.
Jeon Jungkook
But that doesn’t mean we can’t make the best of it.
Kim Taehyung
Make the best of it?
Kim Taehyung
By pretending to be a perfect couple? By putting on a show for everyone else while we both hate each other’s guts?
Jungkook leaned forward, his gaze intense
Jeon Jungkook
It’s not about pretending to love each other. It’s about making this marriage work, for the sake of our families and our future.
Jeon Jungkook
You want to make this harder than it needs to be? Go ahead, but know this—if you make my life hell, I’ll make yours even worse.
The threat hung in the air like a heavy cloud. Taehyung’s chest tightened, but he refused to back down.
Kim Taehyung
I’m not scared of you,
He said, glaring back at Jungkook.
Jungkook said with a smirk.
Jeon Jungkook
Because you’ll need all the courage you can get.
Their families exchanged nervous glances, but neither of them seemed to notice or care. The tension between them was so palpable that even their parents couldn’t ignore it.
The rest of the meeting passed in tense silence. Taehyung’s thoughts were a whirlpool of anger, frustration, and confusion. How had he ended up in this mess? Why couldn’t he just walk away from everything?
Finally, the meeting ended, and Taehyung stood up, pushing his chair back with force.
Kim Taehyung
I’m done here,
He muttered, turning to leave.
Jungkook didn’t stop him, but his voice followed him out the door.
Jeon Jungkook
You’re not getting out of this that easily, Taehyung. Remember that.
Taehyung didn’t look back as he walked out, but his anger was still burning. This marriage was a nightmare. But he couldn’t walk away. Not yet. And with Jungkook constantly in his path, he knew things were about to get much, much worse.
The Jeon and Kim families had insisted that Taehyung and Jungkook spend more time together to "bond" before the wedding. So here they were, awkwardly standing in the Kim family’s lavish kitchen.
Taehyung crossed his arms, glaring at Jungkook.
Kim Taehyung
Why are we here?
Jungkook leaned against the counter, smirking.
Jeon Jungkook
Apparently, cooking builds teamwork. You know, something you’re clearly bad at. 😏
Kim Taehyung
Says the guy who can’t even boil water without burning it. 🙄 Just tie the apron and try not to embarrass yourself.
Jeon Jungkook
Why is this apron pink and frilly? 😐
Kim Taehyung
Because it screams ‘Jeon Jungkook.’ Now shut up and wear it. 😤
Jeon Jungkook
Fine. What are we making?
Kim Taehyung
Pasta. Simple enough even for a blockhead like you.
(Jungkook grabs the flour bag, spilling it everywhere.)
Kim Taehyung
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! USE A MEASURING CUP! 😠
Jeon Jungkook
Real chefs don’t measure. 😎
Kim Taehyung
You’re not a chef; you’re a disaster waiting to happen! 😡
(They tug at the flour bag.)
Jeon Jungkook
Let go, Taehyung.
Kim Taehyung
No, YOU let go! 😤
(The bag bursts, and flour explodes everywhere. 🌨️)
Kim Taehyung
*Covered in flour *I’M GOING TO MURDER YOU! (╬ ಠ益ಠ)
Jeon Jungkook
*Wiping flour off his face* Technically, this was your fault.
(Taehyung steps forward to grab him but slips on water and falls backward.)
Jeon Jungkook
*Catching him * You’re heavier than you look. -_-
Kim Taehyung
PUT ME DOWN, YOU MORON!
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻
(Jungkook confidently dumps the entire packet of pasta into the pot without breaking it.)
Kim Taehyung
What are you doing?! You can’t just— (water starts boiling over) OH MY GOD! ヽ(ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ
Jeon Jungkook
*Smirking* Relax, it’s under control.
Kim Taehyung
UNDER CONTROL?! Look at the stove!!
(╬ ಠ益ಠ)
(Taehyung grabs flour and throws it at Jungkook’s face.)
Jeon Jungkook
Dodging Did you just— (slips on the same puddle of water and falls flat on his back)
Kim Taehyung
Laughing uncontrollably HAHAHAHA! Serves you right, dumb Alpha! (wiping tears) (≧▽≦)
(Jungkook glares, then grabs Taehyung’s wrist and pulls him down onto the floor beside him.)
Jeon Jungkook
Now look who’s clumsy :)
Kim Taehyung
Furious but blushing GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡
(They sit there, covered in flour, water, and sauce, glaring at each other like children.)
(Mrs. Kim walks in, gasping at the disaster zone.)
Mrs Kim
What... WHAT HAPPENED HERE?!
(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
Kim Taehyung
Pointing at Jungkook IT’S HIS FAULT!
Jeon Jungkook
Glaring at Taehyung Excuse me?! YOU started the flour fight!
(They start bickering like toddlers as Mrs. Kim pinches her forehead in frustration. -_-+)
Yòur Mómmy~
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