(Still Jimin's pov)
When I get home I look for Y/N, she is not in the living room or in the kitchen. I knock on her bedroom room but also nothing, I gently open the door a bit to see if she is maybe sleeping in her bed but no. Maybe she's in the bathroom, I knock on the door but also nothing.
Where could she be?!I try not to worry but it's hard not to, what if something happened to her. I could never forgive myself. I go to sit on the couch and check the time, it's 12:48.
It's getting really late, this can not be good. But if I call her she may think I like her or something. Thssss she can't know that.
Or is it normal to be a bit worried if someone isn't home?"Hahah, yeah of course..!" I hear a woman say and I hear a key falling on the ground.
I get up and walk to the front door, there is
Y/N, with a other guy. I mean it's okay, we have a open relationship, but why does it feel so bad?I open the door and Y/N looks a bit shocked to see me. But I can tell she is also definitely really drunk. The man right behind her looks a bit confused, mad or sad that I open the door. He probably wished for some alone time with Y/N. "W-Who are you?" He speaks up.
"I'm Y/N's husband." I say with a straight face. I grab Y/N's arm and pull her into the house.
"W-what?!" He asks me confused.
"We are married!! Now go!! she's tired." I say before slamming the door in his face. I mean I didn't lie...I turn to Y/N who is sitting on the ground now.
I grab her hand and pull her up.
"Y/N, you wanna go to bed?" I ask her holding her by her shoulders. Her balance is bad, she can't stand still.
She slowly nods her head and opens her mouth a bit. I can smell the alcohol in her breath and her clothes smell like beer and lots of smoke.I hold her hand while we walk towards her room. When we get there I go to her closet and grab her some pyjamas. I give them to her, she looks at my with a blurry vision and scratches her head. "Can you put your clothes on?" I ask sitting down next to her on her bed. She shakes her head in a 'no' and falls back.
I can't let her sleep in her dirty clothes, but on the other side I don't think she would like it if I help her- "Can you help me putting it on?" She asks interrupting my thoughts. I nod my head and get closer to her.
I take her jacket slowly off and put it down. I hesitate to take her dress of but I can't leave her like this. I take on sleeve of revealing her shoulders. I want to give her a small kiss but I can't, if she would remember then next morning I would get killed.I take the other one off too and unzip it, pulling it down. Y/N is wearing a red bra with some small white dots on in, with matching panties. Adorable.
I take her pyjama shirt and quickly put it over her head covering her upper body before I lose myself. I put her pants and put them over her soft legs. She's laying on her bed with messy hair and messy blanket and sheets. I place her sweet half sleep body onder the covers. She takes my hand and holds it. "Don't leave yet." She mumbles. I sit down next to her and caress with my thumb the rest of her hand.
"Lay down." I hear, I look up at Y/N and see her smiling with her eyes closed. I do what she says and lay down next to her.
I know that she's just drunk and probably doesn't even know my name at this moment but still, it feels nice.Still holding my hand I feel the grip on it fading away, and not a second later a soft snore. I get up and look at Y/N, she is peacefully sleeping. It looks like nothing can bother her at this point. I lay back down next to her, thinking about going to my room. But I think Y/N doesn't want that. I look at her sleeping body, turning away from me. I go to lay a bit closer carefully without walking her up I go to lay in a spoon position with her.
Y/N's pov:
I wake up feeling like shit. I have a pounding headache and my whole body feels tired. I open my eyes, wanting to sit straight up in bed but a hand on my waist stops me.
At first I'm scared not knowing who it could be, I can't remember anything of last night...
Im too scared to turn around so I'm not moving, I want to grab my phone but it's nowhere near.
What if the man laying down behind me is dangerous...? Should I get jimin....? Or is that weird....?
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𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 / 𝙶𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕. || 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝙹𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗
Fan fikciaA arranged marriage, was planned by your father and what you thought ... you hated the thought of it. You didn't want it to be true but after a while you had to come true to yourself, you have fallen for him.