arranged marriage

I twisted and turned, in the bed. It was so warm. I kicked the blanket of me, and tried to sleep. I kept twisting and turning, until my entire body hit the cold ground.
“Ouch!” I yelled as fell on the ground.
It wasn’t cold, or hard. It was softer, was this even a grou-
“Ouch!” a voice yelled beneath me.
I jumped to the side. Wait that’s not my voice, I know my voice is deep, but not that deep. I looked to my side, and saw Taehyung rubbing his knee. What is he even doing here? How did he get into my room, without me noticing? Oh my god what if I was drooling?! But before I got to ask him he already asked me something.
“do you want to go on a date with me?” he asked looking down at his hands.
“of course, I will” I said smiling.
He looked up immediately, with his box smile. He stood up, forgetting everything about the pain in his knee. I guess I ask him the questions later, if I remember.
“wear something comfortable” he said and left.
Something comfortable. Let’s brush my teeth first. I walked towards the bathroom, rubbing my eyes. I looked at my tired face, in the mirror. When I finished my little ‘morning routine’ I stepped out of the bathroom. Opening my closet, I searched for something casual to wear. I wore light blue mom jeans, a wine red short tank top, and white converse. Before I left downstairs, I wore an oversized denim jacket. As I made my way downstairs, I quickly pulled my hair into a loose ponytail. Taehyung sat on the couch, talking with my father.
“shall we leave?” I asked with a bright smile.
He nodded and took my hand in his. We walked out of the door, and straight to his car. Since Taehyung was such a gentleman, he opened the car door for me. We turned on the radio, and sorry sorry by Super Junior played. We looked at each other, with grin and started singing along.
“Sorry, Sorry, Sorry, Sorry naega naega naega meonjeo” we sang together.
The memory of me and Kris, came flashing through my mind. I took my phone and checked, if I had any miscalls or any texts. But not a single one was from Kris. I try calling him later. Maybe he answers next time. I put the phone back, in my pocket and continued singing with Taehyung. As we sang along to almost every song that came, we finally reached our destination. I opened the car door, and walked out. Ice skating? I don’t how to skate, and definitely not on ice. He took my hand and put the ice skates on me. He did too and we walked over to the ice rink. It was empty, no one were there except for us. It was nice. Since I didn’t have to worry about embarrassing him. Once he placed a foot on the ice rink, he skated away from me. He’s out there skating like an Olympic, while I’m here struggling to keep my balance. He saw my struggle and immediately skated over to me. He took my hands and held them tightly. We slowly began skating. I copied his steps, and started skating on my own. Once I learned it, it was pretty easy and fun. We started racing, and making bets. Like the last on to touch the wall, on the other side will grant a wish that the winner chooses. We both counted to three, and skated across the ice rink. Taehyung were in front of me, almost touching the wall. I couldn’t let him win, my competitive side appeared and I quickly pulled on his coat. He stumbled backwards almost falling on the ice, but caught his balance. Me on the other side were dying of laughter, but still continued skating. I used my last energy and touched the wall. a huge smile formed on my lips.
“YES! YES! YEEES!” I screamed in joy.
I started dancing on the ice, still happy about winning.
“You cheated!” Taehyung said pouting.
“No I didn’t, I just added new rules” I said defending myself.
He skated towards me, and hugged me. He started repeating cheater, as he tried to tackle me. We both sighed as we laid on the cold ice, just looking up at the ceiling. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. I turned my head to look at him, to find him looking back at me. Just imagine waking up with him beside me, every day after we get married. What did I do in my past life to get this lucky? We stayed for an hour more, before leaving. I checked my phone once again, when I got into the car but nothing. Not a call, message, voicemail no nothing. He didn’t even check the messages I sent him. Aish forget it Nari. Forget him…

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