"sorry yeonwa, i'm going to have dinner with y/n already." he took her arms away from him and smiled a little.

i was shocked but relieved at the same time. i looked at yeonwa as her smile quickly faded and shocked all over her face because hoseok rejected her offer.

"w-what? l-let's just go together!" she cling as she was about to cry and looked at me, "why are you choosing me over her?! do you not like me anymore?!" she shouted and stomped her feet.

now i see, a spoiled brat. she's an adult but her mind stays at 3, what the heck.

"it's not like that, yeonwa—" hoseok tried to calm her down but she threw tantrums in front of him more.

"ugh, i hate you! i thought you like me!" she shouted as tears flowed down her cheeks.

hoseok panicked and tried to calm her down as she cried like a fucking 3 yrs old. i crossed my arms and watched her in disgust. she's overreacting, seriously.

"look, i didn't say i like you. i mean i thought we're friends?" hoseok said as he held her shoulders.

she sobbed and glared at hoseok, "friends?! your mom promised me you'll marry me when we we're a kid!"

"that was when we were a kid yeonwa, we're adult now. so please, grow up." he begged and noticed his frown on his face.

"no! i'm telling your mom that you hate me!" she dramatically yelled and escaped from his hold then ran away from us while crying.

once she was away, i clapped.

"damn, what kdrama is this?" i continued clapping until hoseok glared at me.

"c'mon, it's not funny." he sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"it is," i laughed, "she's so dramatic, how old is she? 3? you should've gave her milk so she would stop crying." i continued laughing.

"it's not funny, y/n." he seriously said and looked at me with worried face as if he wanted to run after her.

i scoffed, "why do you look so worried?"

"because i am," he bit his lip, "she will tell my mom and her mom."

"so what?" i crossed my arms.

"you don't understand," he closed his eyes as his frustration was displayed on his face.

"i won't understand until you say what the heck is going on." i rolled my eyes.

he sighed once again, "let's go inside the car."

we opened the door and as soon we sat comfortably on our seat, he started speaking, "my mother and her mom wanted us to get married ever since we were young. yeonwa liked me since then so she begged her mother that she wanted to get married with me when we become an adult." he played with his fingers and continued.

"but as i said, when i came to seoul, i was free from yeonwa. when i was here, they would always talk about the wedding. they would always set up a date for the two of us. they schedule everything for me and yeonwa. i can't do anything so i just agree until they feel satisfied." he looked at the building where yeonwa ran to.

"and i guess yeonwa got the wrong signal. she always cling, but she's nice and pretty desce—"

"do you like her?" i cut him off.

"no." he straight forwardly said as he sighed over again.

"then say it to your mom, her mom and yeonwa that you don't like her, that you don't want things like this—"

"i can't."

i scoffed, "why?"

he looked at me, "she's sick. that's why i don't reject their offer since her family wanted her to be happy. they wanted her to stay happy and forget her sickness."

"then what are you going to do? going to be controlled by everyone like this? you're an adult now, hoseok. you can decide on your own." i pity him since he was being controlled by everyone like a puppet.

"if only i could, but trust me, they won't stop pairing me up with yeonwa no matter what. i already said every excuses like 'i don't like her' 'i don't want her to be married with me' but guess what? my opinions doesn't matter to them." he bowed his head.

why does he act cocky to me but weak when it comes to personal problems? jung hoseok, you coward.

"she'll be happy while you'll be like a fucking doll? wake up hoseok, you ain't a puppet." i scoffed.

suddenly, his phone buzzed and he quickly open it. when he was done reading it, he sighed in frustration and leaned his head on the steering wheel.

"what is it?" i asked and he handed me his phone. i confusedly looked at the screen,

from: mom

'come here at the building. we have something to talk about. yeonwa came here crying, be here in 5 minutes or i'll drop your position.'

even his mother was dramatic. i looked at hoseok who was frantically frustrated and continuously sighing loudly while leaning his head on the steering wheel.

i got annoyed and threw him his phone, "get out." i ordered.

he set his back up and looked at me confusely, "what? why—"

"ugh! just—just come out!" i angrily yelled and opened the door beside me to get out.

hoseok followed and locked his car. he then looked at me, "why did we come out?"

i walked over his side and grabbed his wrist, "shut up." was all i said and dragged him towards the building. i heard hoseok asking questions at my back but i fastened our pace until we reached the building.

"y/n, why are we here—"

"shut up before i change my mind!" i yelled and dragged him towards the elevator then pressed the button.

hoseok shut his mouth behind me while i still have my grip on his wrist. once we reached the level, i dragged him again. we reached the huge door and i felt hoseok yanking his arms back.

"y/n, what the heck? i'm not going to face my mom yet, i can't." he nervously said.

i tightened my grip and looked at him, "you will and you can." i then opened the huge door without knocking.

once we barged in, we saw yeonwa crying infront of hoseok's mom and her mom. they patted her back as hoseok's mother looked at us. her eyebrows met and glared at hoseok then stood up.

"hoseok, why did you make her cry?! have you lost your mind?! you won't marry her? sorry but it is already scheduled, it will be next month. whether you like it or not—"

"mom! why are you always planning things without my consent, i said i don't like getting married with her! also i'm too youn—"

"shut it jung hoseok, you'll marry her next month. why? do you have any important reason to not marry her? get on you senses hoseok!" she shouted and made hoseok flinched.

i looked at yeonwa who keep on crying and sobbing on her mother's lap as she pat her. i rolled my eyes.

"u-uhm...." hoseok stopped as he think an excuse.

"see? you don't have any reason to not marry her so shut it—"

"yes he do." i stood beside hoseok as her mother's orbs looked at me.

"what? you're his assistant right?" she scoffed, "this is a personal matter, you can go out." she ordered but i stood still.

"hoseok have his reason to not marry that brat—girl."

hoseok nudged me but i ignored, his mother tensed up as i noticed yeonwa flicking her head up as she heard my voice.

"miss, stop barging into personal—"

i reached hoseok's hand and intertwined mine with his. he flinched and look at me with his wide eyes as i lift up our hands to show his mother.

"y/n what—"

"i'm his girlfriend."

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damn so long

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