Hi author! I want to know, will you continuing Namjoon arranged marriage au? I'm a sucker for sad, angst, arrange marriage au 😅
So it’s been years since I have been on this account (forgot the passcode), additionally, I am not really in the fandom anymore. However, I am kinda looking for some inspiration and if there is still demand, I might consider revisiting the series....
It’s been years i know.... but does anybady want a part two?
Surviving marriage
“Love grows, it doesn’t come right away, it comes slowly”
Summary: 4 months into marriage, but no progress.
Genre: arranged marriage AU!, Namjoon CEO AU!, angst
Paring: Namjoon x reader
Words: 2k
A/N: request for part 2?
Warning: mention of sex, swearing
Masterlist
The first time I entered this house it seemed bare and cold, like it was not meant to be a home. Since that day I’ve tried in subtle ways to make it cosier or at least resemble a place I can become happy. The couch used to look uninviting, so I brought blankets and pillows. I did the same to the bay widow in the main bedroom, but I still couldn’t stand spending time in there. For the tables and shelfs I looked for accessories and flowers to give the rooms more colour and personality. I was still afraid to change any of the furniture or rearrange them. As much as I tried, the house never felt like a home to me.
Even after 4 months there was still no progress, it seems the man I live with wants to continue ignoring me. It’s not like I’m desperately wanting his attention, but the feeling of living with a stranger get old with time. A part of me want us to become friends, so we would at least like each other’s company. Neither one of us wanted this, and yet I feel him blaming me.
To Namjoon I am an inconvenience. I’m always in the way, I’m invading his space, I’m taking up his time and I’m most likely the last person on earth he wants to come home to. A little part of me wants to hate him for being so hostile, but I also understand him. Being married with someone you do not love fucking sucks.
The ceremony was nice, or so I’ve been told. To me is was all kind of a blur, I remember the rings, I remember dancing, I remember my sister crying, I remember feeling dizzy and I remember smiling for the cameras. At the end of the night it didn’t feel like my wedding at all. My mother in law made all the decisions regarding the ceremony and reception, but I didn’t even mind her doing so. Even though I spent plenty of time as a kid dreaming about my wedding day, in the end I didn’t care, because I was not marring the love of my life as I had dreamt about.
Sadly, I remember the wedding night very clearly. I’ve tried to push those memories away as they are nothing but awkward and uncomfortable. Saving myself for marriage seems like a stupid choice now. I’ve come to realise my expectations for sex were way off. It was fast, and weird, and sloppy, and we were tired, and I guess not into each other. He didn’t force himself on me, but he gave me the choice to wait. I wanted it over with, and he has not touched me since.
My farther does not hate me even if it can seem like it, but he believes he choose what’s the best life for me. He also got the pleasure of braking up my relationship with my old boyfriend who he hated. He and my mom had an arranged marriage, and it worked for them. The fact that his company would benefit from it was only a plus, according to him. With my old boyfriend the future was uncertain, but with Namjoon I’ve secured myself money and safety for the rest of my life.
My farther had talked and talked about how wonderful, kind and charming Namjoon was. They had worked together in the past and was in the same circle of elite business men. When Namjoon inherited his father company it was almost bankrupt, and he had managed to turn the hole company around, therefor my father had huge respect for him.
Everybody had only grate things to say about my husband, but I just find him intimidating. It makes me wish I’ve met him under other circumstances. If things were different and I had meet him at work or in high school, would he be different? Would we have liked each other? Maybe we could have fallen in love? I like to think we would at least get along.
Summary: Hoseok and Y/N have been dating for almost two years, but suddenly Hoseok start acting different….
Genre: angst
Paring: Hoesok x Reader, Taehyung x Reader
Words: 1k
A/N: request for part 20?
Warning: mention of sex, swearing
Masterlist
Part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8 - part 9 -
part 10 - part 11 - part 12 - part 13 - part 14 - part 15 - part 16 - part 17-
part 18 -
If you could describe the last three days in a few worlds, those words would be isolating, confusing, hell. On the other side, if you were to describe the last few weeks you would probably use the same words.
You were confused when you noticed your wonderful boyfriend who you loved slowly started to drift away and act cold towards you, seemingly without any reason at all. It was isolating feeling like you had no one to talk to about your worries, and the one person you thought you always could rely on wouldn’t even look at you. In the end the thing that really broke you, were helplessly watching your relationship crumble apart. It was hell.
It was not long ago you thought Hoseok would marry you, you thought he would never hurt you and that you would grow old together. All of that is gone now, just in a few weeks. Witch leave you where you are now.
You are curled up on the couch with empty food containers and dishes from the last three days on the table in front of you. The only light in the room is the one coming from the TV, which is on mute because you cannot bare listening to it anymore. It feels like you haven’t left the sofa in days, you don’t even sleep in your room anymore, you just watch TV until you fall asleep. The worst thing is that you have not taken a shower or changed clothes in three whole days. All around you feel disgusting, but you just can’t be bothered.
Since you haven’t had any contact with the outside world, It’s like the outside of your apartment doesn’t exist. You have only left the sofa to make food or take a piss, and your phone has been turned off the entire time. Therefore, you were left alone with your thoughts, bad idea.
Because three days ago you were told the truth, or at least you think it is the truth, it’s kind of hard to tell these days. This time there were evidence so you feel a bit confident there are no more surprises left to revile themselves. On the other hand, it does not leave you any less confused over your feelings.
Your piece of shit ex-boyfriend, is not as much of a shit as you thought he was. After Teahyung lied to you, you were convinced Hoseok was just a cheating scumbag, but it turns out he is a cheater who was taken advantage of. One side of you tells you it doesn’t change anything, because he still cheated and still treated you horribly. On the other side, there is a part of you that still long for how your relationship used to be, and that part also thinks it can return to the way thing was, if you just give him a second chance.
You are pretty confidant Hoseok would take you back if you only let him, unless something has changed during these three days. Since your phone has been off you wouldn’t even know if he has tried contacting you, or if anyone else has tried.
For some reason you are scared to open your phone, but how long can you pretend the outside world doesn’t exist? You are frighten of what you’ll see when you open it. How many messages from Hoseok would there be on there, how many calls and what would they contain? And Taehyung, he must have tried to reach you to. You don’t even want to think about Taehyung. Maybe Hoseok cheated on you, but Taehyung lied to you to and he took advantage of you. At some point you have to confront one of them, or both of them.
Taehyung is the one you wanted to ignore the most. Somehow everything Hoseok said about him made sense. Since the start of your relationship with Hoseok you had the feeling that maybe Taehyung had an fascination with you. He had given small hints like always looking at you, always trying to sit close to you, laughing at your stupid jokes and giving you constant complements. You had never thought his feelings were more than just a little crush. Never had you been confrontational, so you pretended you didn’t notice.
He was your friend and you trusted him, but the moment you were single and vulnerable he took advantage. You came to him because he was your friend, but he never saw you like that. So instead of taking care of you he had kissed you and carried you to his bedroom. The memories make your skin crawl. Yes, you had enjoyed it, but you had also regretted it the moment you woke up. It wasn’t fair to just sleep with his best friend like that. And it was not fair to yourself, you needed time to heal, not sex.
Now that he had finally captured you, he lied you keep you. He lied about his best friend so he could steal his girlfriend, what a gentleman. You shouldn’t have accepted his date, and you shouldn’t have slept with him, but most of all you shouldn’t have trusted him.
Who could you even trust anymore? Your boyfriend had lied to you. Your best friend had lied to you. The rest of your friends knew the truth too, but none of them told you anything. You’ve never felt so alone as you feel in this moment.
You look around you, at the dirty dishes and yourself who haven’t showered in days. This can’t continue, you cannot ignore reality forever. So you make yourself a promise: tomorrow you will face the world. You will take a shower, leave your house, open your phone, go to work and you will stop avoiding the world.
a/n: It’s been so long since I utdated this series omg I’m so sorry for everybody who has been waitng. I posted part 18 in october 2017, october! I honestly thought I would never write part 19, but here we are, Hope you like it! Team tae or team hobi?
The small diner was almost empty, except for an old couple sitting near the door and a man happily sipping his coffee alone in the corner. You found the diner surprisingly warm contrasting the cold night waiting outside and with a steaming cup of hot chocolate it would have been quite cosy, if only you were alone.
On the other side of the table a man was nervously fiddling with his hand wondering if he should be the first to say something or if you wanted to get something of your chest first. You on the other hand wanted him to say something as the tension was starting to make you uncomfortable. Considering how your last meeting went, you just wanted to get whatever this was over with.
“Y/N?”
Hoseok’s voice came out as a weak whisper and he quickly repeated your name, but this time with a little more confidence. You looked up at him curious at what he was planning to say. When he had begged you earlier to give him a chance to explain, you didn’t think he would be this hesitant. He coughed a few before clearing his voice once more.
“Thank you for giving me a chance to talk. The way we left things wasn’t…. right.” He swallowed nervously, and for a moment you almost felt bad for him.
“Y/N, I know this look bad and I know you don’t believe me, but please just listen to me! I’ll explain everything and I can even prove it to you! I told you the truth, I promise you with everything I have told you the truth all along! I don’t know what Taehyung told you, but there must have been some kind of misunderstanding…..”
A dry and sarcastic laugh escaped your throat. You couldn’t help it, how he claimed to have only been telling the truth when the last few weeks of your relationship had been nothing but lies.
“Don’t amuse me, Hoseok.” A pained expression painted his face when he heard you use his full name instead of the nickname you always used to use.
“You must understand it’ll be hard for me to believe anything coming from you, when you have such a long history of lying to me. Don’t blame this on Tae, he’s been the only one telling me the truth lately.”
Anger immediately started to fleer up in Hoseok when he heard you defending him so sweetly. “Tae? So Tae has been the one telling you the truth? Sorry to break it to you, but Taehyung has been telling you things out of his own interests, not because there was any truth to them…. and I can prove it.”
You sifted uncomfortable in your seat, something in the way he said it wonder if there was something to it, but you didn’t want to believe it.
“That doesn’t make sense! What would these personal interests even be?” You moved some hair out of your face confused and frustrated, everybody around you were claiming different things and you started to doubt who you could really trust.
“You.” Hoseok sight loudly before he leaned back in his seat.
“Do I really have to spell it out for you? He’s been obsessed with you since the day I introduced you to him. You’re his personal interest, he’s trying to get closer to you.”
“You make it sound like he’s crazy or something….” Hoseok leaned over the table again and grabbed your hands, and for some reason you just let him hold them.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Y/N. I just get so mad talking about him because he threw me under the buss to get to you, but it doesn’t matter. I just want to show you that it’s more to the story and that I didn’t just cheat on you. And when you learn the truth, maybe….. if you’ll take me, we can start over?”
You quickly pulled your hands away from him. Start over? He wants me to forget everything and just start over? Even if he didn’t just cheat, he still cheated and he still treated me like shit.
“So where are the oh so convincing evidence you claim to have?” Hoseok sensed your shift in mood and quickly pulled up his phone.
“Give me a second,” he mumbled as he scrolled down looking for something on his phone. When he finally found what he was looking for his expression light up for a moment before he pushed the devise into your hands.
You hesitantly looked down on what was showing on the screen. At first glance it seemed like just some casual messages between Hoseok and some girl, but as you started to read and scroll further down. You hart stops for a moment and an unsettling feeling started to grow in your stomach. The girl was in fact threatening Hoseok and when you scrolled even further down images of a naked passed out Hoseok came up, there was so many of them….But when your eyes landed on a video you almost threw up, you didn’t need to click on it to know kind it was.
You put the phone down, and without saying a word stood up and started walking toward the exit. You walked so fast you were almost running, something in you snapped and you just had to get out of there. Behind you Hoseok shouted your name, but luckily he didn’t follow you this time.
You just want to get away from everything, was all you could think of as you ran out into the night.
A/N: Guess who’s back! Sorry for not posting or updating in ages, but i’v been dealing With some personal stuff and not finding motivation. Sorry for all gramer and spelling mistakes, English is not my first Language.
This series i soon comming to an end, maybe one or two parts left. So if you want to request or have an idea to anew series you’re welcom to sed me an ask!
As allways I want to know what you think! What do you think will happen next? What do you want to happen next? Taem Tae or Tae hobi (or team single Y/N lol)?
Part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8 - part 9 -
part 10 - part 11 - part 12 - part 13 - part 14 - part 15 - part 16 - part 17
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