"Mum, I'm going to my friends house today I'll-"

"Baekhyun, you're moving out." She interrupted her son. "Excuse me?" He raised his brows, shocked. "You're 19, baek. I think it's time you leave the house.

"Are you serious?! I have practically no money, I won't survive a day." Baekhyun stated, shocked.

"Now listen. Your father and I arranged a marriage with you and Sehun. Sehun is the son of my two friends that you see a lot at our house, they also own big compan-" "I know, I know who they are, I know who Sehun is, and may I ask why am I going to marry him?!" He squeaked.

"Well, dear, we thought that if we got the two of you together, we could combine our companies and get more success." She explained slowly.

"Success? You mean money. You're forcing me into marriage for money?" He cried, blinking away the tears that were slowly approaching his eyes.

His mother sighed, placing her folded hands in her lap. "Understand that it'll only have to be for a little bit, then, you two can divorce after a couple years, and we'll still share companies, and if not, we'll still end up with more money."

"A couple years?!" Baekhyun yelled, panicking.

"Please, clam down, Baekhyun, Both Sehuns parents and your father and I bought a beautiful house for you and Sehun, you'll be moving in today." She said, smiling a bit. "Gosh... Uh, o-okay, Yeah, sure..." he said in between breaths, having a slight panic attack, his anxiety taking over, running his fingers through his silky hair.

"Wait- isn't Sehun like 30?! I'm only 19!" Baekhyun overreacted, breathing heavily. "Baek, hun, he's only 24." His mom explained. "Okay, well that's still illegal, isn't it?!" Baekhyun fought. His mom sighed, "No, actually. It's perfectly legal." She reassured.

Baekhyun rubbed his head, resisting his tears. "Fine!"

"Thank you, Baekhyun. Do this for me. For us, for our family, our future will be great, I promise." She explained sternly, making Baekhyun nod, he was still breathing heavily, mind clouded and vision blurry.

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"Fucking- shut the hell up!" Sehun yelled, annoyed by the wake up alarm coming from his phone, grabbing his phone and tossing it across the room, hitting his door. He groaned, sitting up and stretching.

Rolling his eyes, he decided to get up and get ready.

As he stepped out of his room, he huffed as he pushed by the house keepers, maids, and butlers.

"Son, we need to talk." His father spoke one he saw his son arrive downstairs. "Sorry, no. I don't have time for whatever bullshit you're trying to tell me. I have to get to work." He spat, making his father sigh. "It's important. And I'm sure you won't like this news but it must happen." The older spoke, making Sehun a bit tense, dropping his coat on the ground, huffing.

"Fine, make it quick." He said, tapping his watch.

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"Thanks, But I can pack by myself, Wendy," Baekhyun smiled assuringly, escorting the maid out of his room before flopping onto the bed and silently crying into his arm.

He took a deep breath and straightened up, gently placing his belongings into the small suitcase. He only packed a little bit, some outfits and a toothbrush and toothpaste. He packed four books and his favorite plushie. Zipping it up, he grabbed the handle and dragged it along the wooden floors, outside of his bedroom and trudging it down the stairs.

He walked over to his parents, a forced smile plastered on his face.

"Goodbye, mother, father." He breathed out, taking them in one by one in a hug.

They smiled, stiffly patting Baekhyuns back. "Goodbye son." They said, watching as their son placed his only suitcase into the trunk of the drivers car then stepping into the backseat, watching as their personal driver drove off with their son.

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"WHAT? The fuck, old man?! I'm not fucking marrying some dude I haven't met before. I have a girlfriend, dumbass," He yelled at his father who was sitting there, stiff as a statue. "This dumb scheme of yours isn't gunna happen. I refuse." Sehun growled, crossing his arms.

"It has to happen. The contracts are signed." He smirked.

"W-what? Don't Baekhyun and I have to sign the contracts? I don't remember signing anything like that..." he remarked.

"Ah, son, if only you payed attention to what you're doing at work, you would've realized what your signing." His father tsked. "You asshat!" Sehun cursed, harshly picking up his jacket from the floor and stomping out of the house, slamming the door.

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