arranged marriage

I woke up in his arms. His soft, warm arms. I tried to leave but his hug tightens.
“Don’t leave yet, princesses” he said in his raspy morning voice.
I nodded and snuggled closer to him. I fell asleep again, but was quickly woken up by his kisses. His soft kisses attacked my neck, my forehead, and my cheeks. I couldn’t help but giggle, at his sudden behavior. He was so cute, he always reminded me of a little kid. It’s probably because I don’t see him serious that often. I should get ready now, no more cuddling even though it feels so comfortable. I got up and ran for the door, before Taehyung could stop me again. I made it to my room and quickly changed my clothes, to something more covering because it was so cold. I wore a white sweater, grey sweat pants, and fuzzy socks. I ran to the bathroom and began brushing my teeth and combing my messy hair. I looked at my reflection and began smiling. I’m proud of myself, I been through so much. There were times where I could barely stand up for myself, times where I lost hope for my future and didn’t want to continue living and now I’m here smiling like a maniac because of two persons I adore. Kris and Taehyung. I finished everything and ran downstairs, why I’m I being so sentimental? I ran to the kitchen and made something easy but edible, since I’m not the best cook. I ate in silence while looking at my phone. It was surprisingly tasty. I went to the sink and washed my plate. I went over to the dining table, when I heard my phone vibrate. It was an unknown number calling. I touched the green button on the screen, and lifted the phone up to my ear.
“Hello is this Mr. Shin’s daughter?”
“Yes, who are you?” I’m starting to get nervous.
“your father just got into an accident”
“Which hospital?” I asked or nearly yelled.
“Seoul Haneul Hospital” he answered.
I ended the call and ran up to my room, running past Taehyung.
“Hey, why are you- “I slammed the door shut cutting of his sentence.
I fast walked over to my closet and took my shoes, I ran back downstairs, not caring about my clothing. I took Taehyung’s car keys and ran over to his car. I opened the car door and sat inside ready to start the car, and then it hit me. I don’t know how to drive, I was always too scared to drive, so I never got a driver’s license. Crap. I ran back inside, and Taehyung just stood there clueless as ever.
“Taehyung, we need to go, to Seoul Haneul Hospital!”
He didn’t question it, but took the car keys and followed me to the car. We got inside and he began driving to the hospital.
“Taehyung my father is in the hospital. He was in a car accident” I said feeling the tears beginning to form.
No I must focus, you can’t cry Nari. Be a warrior, like father always said. We made it to the hospital, and I rushed inside. I ran over to the desk and saw a woman in her mid-20’s maybe, with brown long hair. I asked her with a trembling voice, which room my father was in.
“room 201” she answered in her high-pitched voice.
I thanked her and quickly got in the elevator and waited with Taehyung by my side. Why is this thing going so damn slow! I am getting so impatient right now. I started shaking getting images in my head, what if he won’t survive, what if something bad happened, if he was in a coma, what will me and mom do? I snapped out of my thoughts, when the elevator doors opened, revealing a long corridor. I looked around searching for room 201. 198, 199, 200, 201. 201 this is it, this is the room. I walked or more ran in, not bothering to knock. My heart almost stopped when I saw him lying there, with wires hanging everywhere. Mom where beside him, holding his hand. I can see she’s been crying, since her eyes was red and puffy. I walked towards her and placed my hand on her shoulder. She looked up and started tearing up again. I got down on my knees and hugged her, I don’t like seeing her cry. I have only seen her crying like this one time, and I don’t even want think about it. Let’s just say there were a lot of blood.
“don’t worry mom” I said.
She nodded and let go of me, I followed her gaze and she was looking at Taehyung. She got up and gave him a small hug.
“Taehyung, can I talk to you for a minute?” she suddenly asked.
“Of course,” he said bowing a little.
I gave them both a suspicious look, before returning my attention back to dad. I sat in the chair, my mom sat in before. I sighed and gently held my dad’s hand. They felt weak, and that made me more scared. I remember when I was a kid, I would always compare my father’s big hand to my tiny fragile once. I have grown so much, but his hands are still bigger than mine. It feels weird to be at a hospital again, I never liked it. It was the smell and sounds. I hated the sounds the most, the crying once and yelling once. My mom came back inside with Taehyung, and said we should leave before it gets to dark. We said our goodbyes and left. The drive back home was silent. Taehyung didn’t even speak, I tried talking to him but he just answered short. what happened to him suddenly? He’s probably just tired, maybe I should just leave it like that. We finally got home, I was so tired I could feel my eyes trying to close. I walked into the kitchen, and tried finding something to drink. I found a water bottle and was about to open it, but Taehyung took it out of my hand, and put it back inside the fridge. He held my wrist tight and pulled me towards my room. I tried to escape but he was too strong.
“Taehyung, it hurts” he didn’t even react but kept dragging me.
He opened the door and sat me down on my bed. He got up and locked the door and turned towards me. He walked back to me and slowly lifted my shirt.

Notes

It will be hard for me to update, because we have project week in school. Is something we have every year. It's very important so I have to focus on that, but I promise once i'm done I will update more ;)