[Yoongi Oneshot]

Yoongi sat on the couch with his family as they observed him intently. He kept glaring at his mother and father, who were smiling sheepishly.

Yoongi's older brother Jin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Yoon, say yes! She is a great girl." Yoongi didn't turn to look at the one person he loved the most because he was aware that if he looked at Jin, he would give in.

Yoongi expressed his disapproval with a strict yet a cold expression plastered on his face, "Paa, are you kidding me? She is only 18 and we would have an age difference of ten years."

He might consider getting married to a girl who would be at least three to four years younger than him or five at the very least. But ten years was surely a larger age gap. How could he agree when his parents want him to marry a baby while he would have to literally babysit her? As if he didn't have a company to run.

"She is a great girl, dear. I know her very well and I'm sure she will fill colors in your black and white life." Yoongi's mum spoke out while grinning.

All Yoongi could do was sigh. Why was he even listening to his impossible parents?

"Yoon? Look at me." Yoongi finally turned to see his brother who was seated next to him after Jin spoke again.

"She might be younger than you, but trust me; you will look forward to coming home every night just to see her cute face with a pretty smile. You are worrying me by overworking every day at the company. Please, say yes! At least for me!" To reassure Yoongi, he put his hand on his shoulder. Who was he to reject his beautiful brother? Jin might probably be taking advantage of Yoongi's love for him, but he knew doing this was necessary.

"Jin is correct. Age is just a number, my boy. Moreover, we have twelve years of age gap. But see how happy we both are." As he talked, his father moved toward his wife and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek. They clasped hands and cast another look towards Yoongi. The children were able to see love in both of their eyes.

Yoongi and Jin had a same mother, but different fathers. When Jin's father passed away from a heart attack, he was three years old. His mother had been looking for work to care of her kid, and she was relieved to have found a job as the CEO of Min Enterprise's secretary. She met the most eligible bachelor, who was smitten by her beauty and eventually started dating her.

She didn't think he would accept Jin and treat him like his own son. She first agreed to the relationship because she wanted Jin to have a father's love as well. She was only 23 years old at the time, while the said CEO was 35 years old.

Eventually, the couple fell in love and got married. After a year of their marriage, Yoongi was born. Jin loved Yoongi since the day he saw him and the younger reciprocated Jin's love. He always listened to Jin because he knew the elder was his well-wisher.

Yoongi finally sighed, giving up. He glanced at his watch to see the time and made the decision to end the pointless conversation. "I'm ready. But don't force me if I reject her after our first meeting." He stood on his feet and buttoned his blazer. "I have an important meeting. See you all in the evening at the hotel." He smiled at his brother before walking out of the house, not sparing a glance at his parents who were squealing like small children.

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"Father, you can't just decide to marry her off," Namjoon spoke sternly, not giving a damn about sounding rude to his father. He loved his sister the most after all.

"Joonie, don't do this. Yoongi will keep her happy," Mr. Kim responded calmly, trying to convince his son.

"He is ten years older than Y/n. Moreover, why would you marry her to the person who himself doesn't know how to be happy? I agree that we have never heard rumors about him dating a girl or something since the time he took over the company. But that doesn't justify how we should marry off our baby."

"Let us wait for Y/n to come. We can decide what she wants. I promise to not force her."

Namjoon sighed as he sat in front of his father on the couch.

The Kim Enterprise was equally popular in the business circle as Min Enterprise. But they weren't rival companies. Recently, the two started working together, and Mr. Min then came up with a plan to marry their kids. He had always been concerned about Yoongi, who was far too devoted to his work than anything else.

Yoongi dated before when he was in high school. He was very much in love, like the teenagers. Later on, he discovered that the girl was just dating him because of his name and fame. She was with him for the sake of money and nothing else. That broke Yoongi's heart. It took Jin a few months to take care of the younger and get him back on track.

Since that time, he vowed to study hard and prepare himself for his company rather than engaging in those useless relationshits.

Mr. Min wanted Jin to take over the company because he was the elder son and he loved Jin as much as he loved Yoongi. Jin, however, made the decision to manage his mother's school. After getting married, Mr. Min started a school for his beloved wife. She stopped working as his secretary and worked hard on her school that was now regarded as one of the best in the city.

Jin believed himself to be unfit for the business world. He was a peaceful and kind individual. He was unable to manage the workload, numerous meetings, and business gatherings. He enjoyed working with kids in the classroom. So that was how Yoongi was trained to take over their family business.

"Paa?" You smiled as you walked in, but as soon as you noticed that there was tension in the office, you frowned.

Namjoon's lips curled upward into a broad smile and the lines on his forehead disappeared as he looked at your appearance. He stood straight and approached you.

You sprinted over to him and gave him a quick hug. You loved to hug him even though you were shorter and your face barely touched his chest. You felt secure around him.

"How was your school, love?" He asked quietly while caressing your hair.

"It was fun. You know, we pulled a prank on our teacher. Chim was about to be punished, but we ran away. Jungkook literally pulled him in his arms and then we ran faster that way. It was fun." You laughed, thinking about your teacher's expressions, which looked so done with the four of you.

"Didn't I tell you to take care and not act like a brat at your school? What if your principal punished you?" Namjoon talked calmly, not breaking the hug. He knew really well that you were pouting now.

"Mrs. Min loves me. So I would happily go and meet her." You broke the hug and looked at your brother with a smile. "Oppa, you know?" You looked down with a shy face. "Mrs. Min has a handsome son." You giggled, which made Namjoon widen his eyes.

"Isn't Jin your teacher? I know he is a handsome man. But still-"

You instantly looked up with a shocked face. "No, not him. The other one who looks like a cat. I don't know his name."

"His name is Yoongi." Your father interjected the two of you with a broad smile that resembled your brother slightly. "Come and sit here, bub. We will talk about him."

Your father seemed more excited than you to talk about your so-called cat crush. You hurried to your father and knelt in front of him, clutching his hands, and gazing at him with twinkling eyes, ignoring your brother who was standing like a mannequin.

"Paa, he is so cute. I saw him two days back when he came to talk to our principal. I then learned that he is Mrs. Min's younger son and Mr. Jin's brother. He looks so good." You began dreaming about him. Your father could only smile in excitement. He wouldn't have to convince you to marry the man, since you already have a crush on him.

"Baby, would you like to meet him? His father and I are good friends. We were planning to get you both married. You see, he is a great man and he isn't dating anyone. We have arranged a date for you two this evening around 8 p.m." He explained to you softly but you stood up abruptly, catching the other two off-guard.

Your father stood up too while Namjoon walked up to you with a concerned look on his face after watching your unreadable expressions.

"Baby, you don't need to-"

You pulled up your hand, signaling your brother to stop talking. "Father, you should have told me before. I just have 7 hours left to get myself prepared. I don't have clothes to impress him. I need to go shopping. I'll have to call Tae to accompany me to the mall. What will I do? I- I don't even know what he likes. Argh- It's so frustrating. I don't want him to reject me..." And just like that, you marched out of the office, leaving the two perplexed men behind.

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You were so done with your best friends. Taehyung brought some weird combination of clothes that were nowhere close to the normal ones that could be worn. Jungkook brought all the black clothes from the store that would make you look like some mafia girl from those fanfics. Jimin, on the other hand, brought all the cute attires in pink, blue, and yellow colors that would make you look nothing other than a newborn baby.

You were sitting on the couch that was placed in the middle of the store and stared at all the clothes surrounding you, contemplating why you were friends with those three monkeys in the first place. They were still fighting to make you choose the clothes of their choice.

"Enough, guys." You sighed and stood up, which made the three of them stop their fighting and pout harder. "Kook, your clothes will make me look like a girl who does illegal work. Tae, I'll look like a clown in those that you chose. And Chim, I can't look younger than my age. He must be older than me. He will be scared if I wear clothes that make me look way younger than I already am. I need to wear something that makes me look decent and mature."

The three of them nodded their heads, taking in all your words. They walked to different shelves to choose a decent and mature outfit for you.

You walked around the store but stopped in your tracks when you noticed a simple black dress. It was long-sleeved that, based on your assumption, reached your knees. It wasn't revealing and that made you smile with satisfaction. You always bought clothes that made you comfortable and you were happy to find such a dress. You decided to wear it with one of your favorite black heels.

On normal days, you would wear sneakers. But since you wanted to look decent, you decided to go with heels this time.

"Guys, I found the best dress." You informed your best friends, who sprinted to you like little children when they see their mother buying them their favorite treats.

"Isn't it black?" Jungkook deadpanned.

"At least I won't look like a mafia girl in this one." You retorted and walked to the billing counter, making the other three follow you with a sigh.

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You sat in the chair, fiddling your fingers nervously as you watched your father talking to Mr. Min. Everyone had reached besides Yoongi.

It had been more than 20 minutes, but he hadn't reached. You couldn't look up because Jin was sitting right at the front, who was also your teacher. Everything seemed weird to you. How could you look at him when you were going to marry his brother? You would still have to face him at the school.

"I'm sorry! I had an important meeting." There he was. You looked up to glance at the man who stole your heart. But you couldn't see his face, because he had bowed his upper body in front of your parents.

"It's fine, young man. You don't need to apologize. We are aware of the fact that you are a busy man." Yoongi stood straight when he heard your father's words. He didn't smile, but his eyes softened at the words. He nodded his head and moved over to you because there was only one vacant seat, which was next to you.

Your eyes continued to glance at the man as he walked toward you. He unbuttoned his navy blue blazer and pulled out the chair, sitting down. He avoided your presence like people avoiding coronavirus these days.

"Son, she is Kim Y/n," Mr. Min informed Yoongi, making him finally turn to look at you only to notice you staring at him with heart eyes. A red hue spread over his cheeks, but he coughed. He wanted you to take your eyes off him. But you avoided everyone's eyes on you just like he avoided you a minute back, and continued to gaze at his handsome face.

Yoongi shuffled a little in his chair. He was the one who intimidated others in his presence. But it was the first time when someone else made him feel like he should disappear in thin air. "Um... Miss Y/n?" He spoke lowly, shaking your shoulder a little to pull you out of the trance. "Are you fine?" He inquired, making you nod.

You looked around and noticed everyone smiling at you weirdly. "Uh, excuse me!" You ran out of there to save yourself from the embarrassment you caused yourself. How could you face those people after all? You were behaving like the shameless young girl you were.

"Yoongi, you can go and talk to her. Take time and get to know each other. We will wait for your answer," Your mother spoke calmly. He nodded and stood up, following you reluctantly.

"Shall we leave now?" Yoongi's mother inquired playfully, making the others nod and stand up. Namjoon was hesitant to leave his baby sister alone with the cold man. But he joined the others. He knew he had no say in anything that was happening. If he had, you wouldn't be with Yoongi at the moment.

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You stood on the balcony that was outside the restaurant. The sun had completely set, and the gloomy atmosphere just added to your sense of tranquility. You looked up to see the night sky. 

"Miss Y/n?" There comes the man who makes your heart skip multiple beats with his mere presence. You turned around, controlling yourself from squealing, and gazed into his ocean-deep eyes that showed no sparkle but tiredness. He seemed tired and done with his life, making you pledge to not break his heart.

"Can you stop with that? We are not business partners." But life partners you wanted to say, but you gulped those words.

He sighed and nodded. "Alright! Why did you agree to this marriage thing? I'm 10 years older than you. Wouldn't you feel awkward being with me?" He asked, approaching you and standing right next to you, looking at the scenery. He must have felt awkward looking at you because your hazel orbs were really pure and when you stared at him, blinking your eyes, he felt weird. He felt things he didn't want to think about.

Paa didn't tell me he was 10 years older. But it's fine! I like him and it is said that age is just a number. I don't know how it matters. Yes, I would love to marry him.

"Y/n?" He looked at you and shook you a little to check if you heard him or not.

"Yes? Oh, that's fine! Age is just a number. As long as we are comfortable with each other, nothing else matters." You smiled as you noticed him already looking at you with unreadable expressions. "Yoongi... I'd like to apologize in advance if you don't like the way I'm referring you. But I don't like formalities especially when we are talking to our people. Anyways, is it fine if I continue my studies after marriage?"

Has she gone nuts? Is she taking a yes from me? I can reject her, but look at her, talking as if we are marrying tomorrow. How shall I respond now?

"Why do you want to marry me?" Yoongi asked straightforwardly.

"Because I like you?" You spoke lowly which was audible enough to his ears. He coughed at the sudden confession. "Oh! I mean, I like you as a human... Yes, as a human."

Damn! It's getting awkward now, you thought.

"Excuse me? As a human?" He inquired with a shocked face. He was trying his best to pull a poker face to avoid showing his blushing face.

"I mean... Okay, let me be clear. I have had a crush on you since the day I saw you at my school. You had come to pick up Mrs. Min and since then, I kind of liked you. Though I didn't know at that time that we had an age gap of 10 years, I still won't mind marrying you." You smiled, but chuckled when you noticed Yoongi blushing.

"That was really straightforward. I think I'd say yes! Also, you can continue with your studies and normal life. Just don't expect anything from me. I won't treat you as my wife. We can be friends though," Yoongi spoke sternly which surely broke your heart. But you pulled a smile and nodded.

"Alright! But then why would you agree to marry me? You can marry someone else or wait for the right girl." You tried to not sound rude, but you couldn't help. You sighed at your sudden change of behavior. But it wasn't your fault. How could you marry someone who you like dearly, but he wants you to not expect anything from him? Marriage comes with expectations.

"I don't have anyone special nor am I looking for such a person. I don't believe in love. But my parents want me to marry someone. If I reject you, they won't stop here. So it is better to marry you." Yoongi shrugged, not caring about how his words shattered your heart.

"Okay, let us go then," You said, pulling a fake smile that made Yoongi gulp, but he nodded.

Since the time he saw you, you had been smiling genuinely. But he didn't appreciate the fake smile you pulled on your face this time. He thought your genuine smile looked better. But he couldn't say that out loud.

When the two of you went back inside, you were shocked to see the table empty. On asking the waiter, you learned that they left as soon as Yoongi went out.

So, you decided not to eat dinner because your heart was already broken. You wanted to go back to your home and cry your heart out, hugging your Chimmy plushie.

Yoongi tried to convince you to have dinner because he felt bad. Even if he didn't believe in love or marriage, he was a human. He himself felt hurt to be rude to you, but he knew if he didn't speak bluntly, you would have expected the love and care that every person wants and deserves, and it would only hurt you. Clearing things out was the best he could do today, and that was all he felt. But he never imagined he would feel bad.

That was how your happiness was shattered in a few hours. After the two of you left, Yoongi was able to convince you to drop you at your house. You tried to refuse at first, but gave up in the end and went back home with him.

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"Y/n, wake up. You'll be late."

The constant knocking at the door made you wake up with a sudden jerk. "Yaa! Let me sleep, you cat. Go and meow somewhere else." You yelled, sitting on the bed with your eyes closed.

The door barged open and there stood your husband with a cold look. You opened your eyes lazily, wanting to scold him, but ended up laughing. The cold CEO, who intimidated others, was standing in the room wearing a pink apron on his white shirt.

"Stop annoying me every morning. Why would you buy such an apron?" He asked annoyingly, pointing at the apron.

This was the daily ritual at your house since the day you married Yoongi. It had been two months and things were quite normal.

For starters, Yoongi's parents gifted you both a new house as your marriage gift. You both began living there and he was glad that things turned out like that. He gave you another room because your marriage was nothing but a forced marriage for him. It broke your heart, but you agreed.

Since then, you decided to keep a safe distance from Yoongi until one day, Jin visited you. Initially, he had come to meet Yoongi as it was Sunday. But Yoongi had an important meeting and so, Jin had to sit there for some time. He let you know everything that day about Yoongi's first love and heartbreak. You learned that there was a fun-loving person behind the cold man. From then onwards, you started being yourself around him with the hope to change him. You wanted to see the warm and loving Yoongi.

"I think pink looks cute on you." You commented, sticking out your tongue as you got down from the bed and stood in front of him. You began pulling his cheeks as he tried to control his anger with his eyes closed.

"Just go and get ready. Why would my dad marry me with a baby who I have to babysit daily?" He mumbled the last part before getting out of his room, making you chuckle. He would complain all the time, but never stop cooking for you. He would look annoyed, but still he let you touch his cheeks or hair.

Ever since you learned about him from Jin, you began going to his room every night to cuddle and sleep with him. He hated it initially, but then he began feeling warmer in your presence. He wouldn't accept the fact, but he enjoyed it when you would bother him continuously.

Also, your university life had begun. You tried to cook one morning, only to set your house on fire. Well, not literally, but almost. Since that day, Yoongi cooked meals twice a day. If he didn't, you would surely set your house on fire with your (in)ability to cook food, and then he would have to live with you at his parent's house.

His parents were shocked to hear that he was cooking food. He used to enjoy cooking since he was a teen. But he stopped everything after his heartbreak. His warm nature changed to cold. But his family was happy to see him warming up at least with you.

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Yoongi had a tough day. He sighed and plopped down on his bed without taking off his shoes or changing his clothes. The meetings all day made him want to give up on his company, but he knew he didn't have that option. So all he could do was complain in his mind and sigh.

He wanted to pull his duvet before sleep consumed him, but he was too tired to get up. He closed his eyes and lay on his bed, not moving a muscle, until a hand tried to take off his shoes. He knew it had to be you. He continued to lie peacefully as you took off his shoes and socks and then approached his upper body.

You put your hand under his neck and slightly lifted his body. After considerable effort and success in undoing the tie, you carefully lowered his upper body back onto the cushion and covered him with a comforter.

You sat at the end of the bed beside Yoongi's sleeping figure and observed his face. He looked so peaceful, unlike the times when he was overworking with an annoyed face.

You caressed his cheeks. "Why do you overwork? You always worry me when you don't come early. You will spoil your health at this rate. You worry Jin Oppa too, and so I have to lie to him daily that you are eating and sleeping on time. I can't bring myself to worry him when you are my responsibility now." You sighed and then stood up from the bed, shaking your head a little. You knew it was useless since he was asleep and he won't stop overworking.

You lowered your body and pecked his forehead, mumbling, "I love you!" and then walked out with his shoes, socks, and tie.

After checking the doors and turning off the lights in the kitchen, you walked back to Yoongi's room.

It had been 6 months since your marriage. You began staying in his room now and he didn't mind. He was used to your presence even if he never said it out loud. So you slept with him in the same room.

You turned off the lights and settled yourself beside Yoongi, scooting closer to him. You placed your head on his chest and wrapped your arms around his waist before drifting off to sleep.

What you didn't notice was a small "I love you too" from your husband with a tender peck on your head.

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You were giggling at your three crackhead friends while sitting on the couch. They were dancing to the songs that were being played on television.

Jungkook approached you and grabbed your hand. You stood up, but bumped into his well-built chest, making him chuckle. You squeezed his chest with wide eyes. "Kook, they are bigger than mine."

Jungkook laughed at your silliness, shaking his head. "Shut up and dance with me."

The two of you did couple dance, avoiding the fact that a hip-hop song playing. It didn't matter to you guys. The four of you were crackheads.

You shouted as you fell to the ground as a result of your leg getting tangled with a smaller one. Luckily, there was another figure below you that didn't make you feel the impact of falling. But you screamed again when another body was above you.

You all were clueless about how you ended up like that. But when you opened your eyes, Jimin was on the ground, lying on his back, and you were lying on top of him. Jungkook fell on you with his front body pressing your back. Taehyung made fun of the three of you, and not long after, he fell on Jungkook with a chuckle, making the three of you groan in pain.

"Tae, stand up," Jungkook spoke lowly with pain clearly evident in his voice.

"I'm being crushed by the three pigs." Jimin groaned.

"Chim, those two are pigs. Ask them to get up first," You spoke annoyingly, unable to bear the weight of a muscle pig with Taehyung on top of him.

None of you stood up, but instead, continued to blame each other, creating chaos.

"What the hell is going on here?"

A shiver ran down your spine as you heard a deep cold voice. The voice sounded annoyed and you clearly knew you were dead. You heaved a sigh of relief when the two monkeys stood before you could ask them to.

Soon, your husband approached you and pulled you up. He threw your body on his shoulder like a potato bag and smacked your bums, earning a scream from you.

"None of you are leaving. I'll be back to deal with the three of you." He spat one last time before walking with you into your shared room.

The three of them were glued in their place after hearing Yoongi's warning tone. "Guys, we are dead," Taehyung commented, making the other two nod their heads animatedly.

Yoongi threw you on your bed and hovered over you. You could clearly notice his dark eyes and annoyed face. "What was going on there?" He asked in a deeper voice.

You gulped and mumbled, "We were dancing." You tried to avoid Yoongi's intimidating gaze by turning your face to the other side.

"Sure! I never knew you dance lying on top of each other." He mocked, rolling his eyes. But then he sat beside you as he sighed. He couldn't believe why he behaved like that.

"Why are you back so early? It had been just 2 hours since you went to—"

"Since your vacation has started, I decided to spend some time with you. But it seems like you don't need me." He sighed, turning his head in the opposite direction from you as he knew you were already looking at him by now. He couldn't believe he was jealous.

Your stomach churned at the sudden words of your cold husband. It had been more than 6 months since your marriage and he never showed affection towards you, making you feel that the forced marriage would never turn into love. You had almost given up on your feelings. Seems like there is still hope left.

You sat in front of him and cupped his cheeks, making him look at you. You could see softness in his eyes, which made you awe at the sight. He had been chewing his lower lip out of nervousness.

"Do you want to say something?" You asked softly. He shook his head, but then nodded. You chuckled at his sudden cuteness. You never imagined that the man who never listened to anyone and was married to his work would come home early to spend time with you.

"I would like to give our relationship a fresh start." He looked down, feeling so small in front of you at the moment. He never imagined his heart would warm up to a girl who was 10 years younger than him, who he took as an immature girl with zero experience in relationships. But he was proved wrong. 

You never cooked food because you hated to go in the kitchen in the first place. But you always waited for him. His family loved you more than him and you never failed to call them every day. Jin began coming to your house to cook you delicious food and play video games with you. Yoongi's heart melted on noticing Jin enjoying your company.

Yoongi might be older than you, but you took care of him as if he was a baby. And all these little actions made him warm up to you. He could now agree with his father's words. Age is just a number.

Moreover, he recalled Jin's words, "Y/n is a nice girl. Make her yours before it's too late. Her three handsome friends will snatch her away from you." Though he failed to notice Jin's smirk at the end, he decided to spend more time with you, and here he was, sitting in front of you with a sudden confession.

"I began liking you for the past few months, but I wanted to confirm if those feelings were genuine or momentary. I ended up taking more time than I should have." He sighed before finally looking at you, only to feel guilty. Your eyes were stained with tears and the tip of your nose was red.

He cupped your cheeks with panic laced in his voice. "Hey! Did I say something wrong?" You shook your head, sniffling. "Then why are you crying. It's fine if you don't want to be with me anymore. We can divorc—"

And here goes nothing. You cupped his cheeks and smashed your lips on his to make him quit talking. You never had that thought ever before and so you didn't want him to think about it as well. "I love you too," you confessed which made the other shy.

When you broke the kiss, you noticed his cheeks turning red and his lips were swollen with all the biting. His lips shone with saliva from your intense kiss session.

Your lips fitted so perfectly on his thin yet plumper lips. You smiled as he mumbled lowly, "I didn't say I love you though." He looked down.

"I won't divorce you. I'd love to give another chance to our relationship," You spoke, but smiled when he looked at you with an excited smile.

"Okay then, let us go on honeymoon." He spoke bluntly, making you blush. He took out a white envelope from his pant pocket and gave it to you. "You just have two hours to prepare. We are going to Jeju Island. I've already done my packing. Finish with yours fast. I'll wait for you downstairs." He walked out of the room, leaving you dumbfounded.

What if you agreed to divorce? What if you asked for more time? When did he prepare for all this?

You could see that he had come back home all prepared. There were more questions running through your mind, but you decided to start packing first and then continue looking shocked and thinking about what all happened and why.

Meanwhile, Yoongi went down and was greeted by scared faces. "Stop being scared and give me a few details about Y/n. I need to know all her likes and dislikes. We are going on honeymoon."

The three of them coughed at the shameless male. Who says that? 

"Was that why you asked us to wait?" It was Jimin who asked with a shocked face.

"I was jealous at first. But now that I know she loves me, I don't care anymore. Moreover, I'm more handsome than the three of you. None of you would have a chance. C'mon, be fast now." He took out a diary and a pen from his coat pocket and began scribbling everything about you that your friends said. They were offended, but none of them liked you that way. So they let his words slide for your happiness. They can't do anything when you loved such a crazy person. 

Though they found the elder quite stupid, they couldn't help. You both were crackheads and whipped for each other.

All they could do was, pray for their dear life because they knew they would have to babysit a bigger crackhead in the next few months.

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My second oneshot. I hope you all liked it ♥️

This ends here. You can imagine the rest on your own. If I continued writing, it would be a short story and I feel this much was enough.

I'm planning to write oneshots of all the members first. Who do you feel I should write next?