Request: Angst arranged marriage?But fluff ending with yoongi or taehyung? Hehehe 💋
Summary: He was a womanizer not ready to let go of his single life, she was a girl in love with the man of her dreams but not the one she is intended to marry
A/n: I keep on seeing arranged marriage fanfics around, I don’t mind though I like reading angst lol~Joy
Jimin and you have been dating for quite awhile now, almost two years and tonight you were going to finally introduce him to your parents. You were always scared of showing your parents boyfriends that you first started to date because you knew that they would just scold you if it wasn’t meant to be serious. Jimin was always wanted to marry you, he wanted to start a family with you, he knew he wanted this to be serious. He never told you about his fantasies of his future with you because he thought you wouldn’t be interested in a relationship like that. “Jagi do you think your parents will like lilacs or daisies?” He asked as you turned over to smile at him gently.
“You don’t have to get them flowers” You reminded him, as he shook his head lightly.
“How am I suppose to impress my in-laws then? First impressions are everything” He smiled brightly at the thought of calling your parent’s his in-laws.
“Jimin, you’ll do fine. My parents won’t care about the flowers, they care about the boy that is gonna marry me” You smiled brightly, accepting the thought of Jimin’s thought of marriage.
“So is that a yes? So we could possibly marry?” Jimin excitedly asked as you laughed softly.
“Maybe” You smiled brightly, “let’s see where tonight takes us and then I’ll think about it.”
Dinner was awkward at first, Jimin and you were holding hands as your parents gave disapproving looks. “Y/n, honey, I want you to know that we have nothing against you and Jimin it’s just you can’t marry him” Your mother explained softly, as you held Jimin’s hand tighter.
“Why not? He’s everything you’ve ever wanted in a son, smart and he has a good stable life” You explained, as Jimin gave a tiny smile.
“Yes he is a very good secure boy…but he’s just not for you, Jimin is not fit to marry you.” She explained as you started to get more and more frustrated.
“So if Jimin can’t marry me then who else do you see fit to fill the role?” You asked, as your mother smiled.
“Taehyung, Kim Taehyung” She smirked, as Jimin’s eyes widened.
“Y/n, who’s that?” Jimin asked a sharp pang of jealousy hit him.
“I’m not even sure who that is, so you’re telling me you’d rather I marry a stranger than my very own boyfriend?” You asked, shocked with your parents.
“He’s no stranger, he’s that little boy who used to come over to play with you in the gardens.” Your mother smiled, thinking of the times when you were just a child and you depended on your mother the most. “Oh, how I miss those days.”
“Mom you can’t suggest I marry someone who I haven’t talked to in years, it’s been seventeen years!” You raised your voice.
“Y/n! Don’t raise your voice to your mother” Your father’s voice rumbled, as you let out a huff.
“Mr. L/n, Mrs. L/n? If I might say something, I love your daughter with all my heart and I hope this doesn’t sound weird but I want to marry your daughter and I was hoping if this thing with Taehyung could you know, stop?” He asked, as your father focused his eyes at Jimin, making Jimin cower back into his seat.
“A man who interrupts the family discussion of the women he loves is not worthy to marry my daughter.” Your father harshly yelled as you stood up hands on the table.
“So a stranger that I’ve only talked to once is worthy to marry me?” You fought back.
“Y/n, I know his father if you two marry we would have a wonderful business proposition” Your father explained, as you scoffed.
“So I’m just an investment to your shitty company?” You clicked your tongue.“Y/n! Language!” Your mother scolded, as your father sat back down.
“That “shitty” company is what has kept you fed and clothed for twenty-two years of birth.” Your father replied.
“Whatever, I don’t care because if you won’t let me marry Jimin then I’ll run away.” You boldly yelled, as your mother gasped.
“Y/n! Don’t think of such things.” Your mother scolded.
“And what money will you live off of? You don’t have a stable job, last time I checked I am the one paying your schooling!” Your father fought back, as you bit your lip in lost of words. “Y/n don’t be stupid, and just dump your boyfriend.”
“You know I’m still here right?” Jimin asked, as he felt his heart break, his first time meeting your parents and your parents were already trying to marry you to a different man.
“I love Jimin” You cried, as you held tightly on Jimin’s hand for comfort.
“I’m sorry dear, but you guys can’t be together.” Your father softly explained, his temper now cooled down.
“We’ll talk about this tomorrow, now say goodbye to your now ex boyfriend.” Your mother said, as you took Jimin by the hand and walked him to the door.
“I’m so sorry you had to witness that, you didn’t need to hear that,” You told Jimin as he smiled softly, he grabbed your cheeks pulling you into a kiss.
“It’s okay, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you with me” Jimin smiled, as he finally let go “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”
You woke up, stretching your arms as you let out a yawn. You finished washing your face as you headed downstairs to hear the sound of chatter, you froze looking at the calendar only to be struck with confusion. Today wasn’t a Friday so your mom wasn’t having tea with her friends, today was a Saturday where she would go to visit the temples to pray. You walked back to your room, changing into a blue dress that went down to your knees and the sleeves that stopped just about your elbows. Coming through your hair, you walked down to see your mother, as she smiled to you, thanking the heavens that you didn’t walk down with your pj’s and messy bun.
“Ah this is my daughter Y/n, as you can tell she works very hard to not look like a slob every day” Your mother joked, as you laughed lightly as well.
“Oh that’s wonderful, your daughter is very beautiful” The lady complimented, as you thanked her. You heard a knock on the door as one of your maids went to go get the door, she came back with a boy around your age with light blonde hair that was clearly dyed, as he gave a little smirk and a wink to your direction. “Ah and this is my son, why don’t you introduce yourself sweetie.”
“I would love to” He smiles, his voice deep, but still very sweet “My name is Taehyung, Kim Taehyung” Your eyes widen, as you drop your phone.