🌹𝐘/𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐕🌹

I opened the small green box and brought the sandwich to Taehyung's mouth. He is driving as I sit in the passenger seat beside him, feeding him. He came home in the morning and as soon as he was in, he came to my room. I wasn't able to sleep either. I was looking at the ceiling from last one hour and I felt nothing but tears simmering from my eyes with every minute passing.

This was actually normal for Taehyung to come home this late but he had always preferred his own room over having a family reunion.

When he came in my room in the morning and lay beside me on the same bed, I knew he was feeling as drained and low as me. I've never seen him showing this much emotions in a span of twenty-four hours before. Never in his life, he must've thought about operating on his own father after becoming a neurosurgeon.

He didn't say anything and I didn't say anything either because I know my brother, he gets healed in silence.

The only thing he said was that dad was fine, and I will be able to meet him today after 5pm when he will be shifted to the non-emergency room. He even told me, that I will be able to visit dad anytime I want after that. That somehow relieved me.

"You want some water too?" I asked Taehyung as his eyes remained on the road. He hummed and I hand him the water bottle after cleaning my hands with the tissue paper. He hadn't eaten anything since yesterday morning and I was worried as hell about him for surviving on minimal food when he can eat whatever he wants. I remember, not eating at proper times was the only thing that Taehyung did wrong and for which dad had to scold him.

Taehyung hand me back the bottle once he was done drinking water, I close it's lid and kept it on side.

"You look nice. I wish dad was here to see you in this dress today," He said and a painful sting shoots through my body. I am getting married today and my dad is not here with me. Even though it is a marriage of paper, but still I had always dreamt of dad walking me down the aisle with my arm crossed into his.

Gulping down the tears, I look at my said beautiful dress. I am wearing a long blue satin dress with rose gold design at it's bottom. My hair are up in a high pony tail and I wore enough make up to cover my puffy eyes.

I didn't want to wear this dress but I had no other choice. I had to wear it. There will be many reporters outside the court and Jungkook didn't want any misconception in the public that it is nothing but a fake marriage. I don't know how he arranged this dress in less than three hours and also when no shops were open. 'You cannot get married in your t-shirt and skirt' - Jungkook's words not mine.

I don't think he have slept a single minute last night along with Hoseok. Voting begins tomorrow and as being dad's 45% share partner, he will be taking the lead until dad wakes up. He left early in the morning to his place to get ready and it was decided that we will meet outside the court thirty minutes before the signing begins.

My heart sinks as I continue to think about the fact that I will be getting married today. Yesterday's night was my last night in Kim's mansion, in my dad's mansion.

"Taehyung?"

"Hm?"

"Is this the only way?"

"Means?"

"Means... me getting married to Jungkook is the only way left to save me? Can't we do anything else legally? Can't you just talk to mom about this and ask her to not take me with her instead? You're close to mom, aren't you? She will listen to you."

Tires screeched and our car comes to a halt. I know I've been bothering Taehyung since morning, repeating same questions over and over again but I just can't control myself. There's this fire that is erupting in my body and is thumping throughout my veins like a lava. Marrying with a man like Jungkook is directly proportional to burning my own soul to ashes.

Only if he hadn't been hating me this much. Only if he hadn't been treating me this ugly. Only if I didn't commit the mistake of wandering in his vicinity on my eighteenth birthday, then things could have been so different today. I could have at least felt little safe in his presence but now, the closer we are getting to court, the more I'm burning from fear.

"Y/N, you know mom. She will not back off easily. I'm trusting Jungkook because dad could've done the same. He is the only one beside dad who can handle this legal stuff. It's not that you're marrying him for life, it's just a paper marriage so that mom won't be able to get your custody in the meantime. Trust me Y/N, this marriage means nothing. Not to me, not to you and not to..."

I startle when I heard a knock on my window. I looked to my right and saw Jungkook standing outside in a blue tuxedo. His hair are styled perfectly to the back and it feels like they are little damp. He must've had the shower right before coming here. The fury in his eyes enlarged when his eyes meet mine. The same dark and devilish look lingering around him like a fireball.

This is so... difficult, so scary, so hard, just looking at him this close is so terrifying.

There's this thin glass window that is separating us and for some reason, I want to use it as my shield against him for protection.

I heard a click indicating that the doors are unlocked now. My hands tremble to touch the metal door handle to flip it open. I hear faint murmurs, and soon after I realize it's Taehyung asking me to step outside.

When I don't move from my place, Taehyung scoots to my side and flip the door open. The gush of wind blowed past me as soon as my shield came off. Cameras flashed and I saw hundreds of reporters gathered all around the court building.

There are some guards who are trying to hold them still in their places as they keep shouting questions like, "Miss Y/N, how are you feeling to get marry without your dad? Would he be able to wake up soon? Will you be considering family planning after your marriage? Who proposed first? Please share your story? Who designed your dresses today? Why did you marry in a rush...."

Jungkook offered me his hand and a cold shiver ran down my spine by just thinking about placing my skin on his. When I don't move, he raised his eyebrow, trying to make me aware of the situation I am in. Trying to make me feel as low as possible that I can do nothing but obey.

I know I will have to act accordingly. One wrong move and the truth will be out. As Taehyung said, this marriage means nothing.

Gathering all the courage, I gently placed my hand in Jungkook's hand amd stepped outside the car. I feel no delicacy whatsoever in his touch. His hand is as cold as him and somehow I wish this all was nothing but a dream.

"Sir, look here please. Mam, look here. Please come in centre. Please pose for the camera...."

Jungkook's hand slide onto my waist as he pulled me towards his hard body. While smiling and looking at the cameras, he spoke in a low whisper, "Smile as much as you can if you don't want them to know that I...,"

He paused and I looked at him to hear his full sentence.

He looked back at me, still smiling and looking unbothered, "that I hate you so much."

Nothing new, but why does it hurt like hell to hear it from his own lips? Why and how could he be so emotionally detached to say something so harsh to a girl who is already in pain. His fingers dig deeper into my waist and I winced.

"Fuck..." He cursed and pulled me with him towards the stairs that leads to the courtroom. I want to run away from him, so far away where he cannot reach me even if he dig a hole deeper than his hateful feelings. Maybe then I can save myself...

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"What in the actual fuck!"

Jimin is walking in circles in my room from last one hour. He still couldn't believe that I got married and I didn't inform him. He was shocked that dad was in a critical condition but his best friend getting married without telling him was a much bigger heart attack for him. He almost passed out when he got to know that I am married to Jungkook, our college's owner.

"Can you stop running and help me pack my stuff!" I snorted while folding my shirt and placing it gently on the already full seventh suitcase. Taehyung brought me back home so that I can pack my stuff and leave tonight. Before signing the papers, I felt it will be so hard but I was wrong. It was not that hard or I guess so.

I remember my hands were trembling and I kept looking back at Taehyung, manifesting that he will stop the marriage any instant. Praying that he will receive a call from hospital that dad woke up and we should stop the marriage.

"Congratulations, we now pronounce you, husband and wife."

I still remember Mr. Jin's voice when I finished signing the certificate after my tenth failed attempt.

"How could you do this, Y/N?! How could you? Do you even know all the dreams I had about pairing with Taehyung at your wedding! How I had planned on doing a dance with you in front of your husband! Now, I can't even do that because my only best friend is married to the owner of my college! He might just also suspend me when he'll know I am your best friend..."

He looked at me, thinking that I will speak something but I don't.

"Would you say something, for god's sake. The least you could do is provide me an explanation."

I sighed,."I can't tell all the details but to make it easy for you..." I bite my lower lip before speaking further, "It is not real. It is fake."

Jimin stopped moving for a second, his eyes narrowing, "What is not real?..."

"My marriage, Jimin. My marriage is not real. This is a fake marriage just to stop mom to take my legal custody."

Jimin didn't speak anything for first few seconds and I thought he was about to pass out again but no. This time he came running towards me and snatched the jeans from my hands and threw them in the air somewhere, "What the hel..."

"Shhh! That means you and him, him and you.... aren't going to do anything tonight?"

"What anything?"

"Means sex of course!"

I hurriedly placed my hand on Jimin's mouth while scanning the room with predator eyes. "Shut the fuck up, you idiot. Taehyung is home today. He will fucking kill me if he gets to know that we are talking about sex!" I whisper yelled.

He nodded and I removed my hand from his mouth. His cheeks turned all crimson after hearing my brother's name. I want to roll my eyes at him, but I didn't. He will make a fuss about that as well now. He's already mad at me for not telling him about dad and my marriage.

My marriage? These words even seem foreign on my tongue. I have a feeling that this will not end well. Me being alone with Jungkook at his own home with no protection is similar to me being in a dark room with no hope of getting out. Today will be my first night at Jungkook's home and something in me tells me, that it will be my last as well.

"Y/N? Are you done with the packing?!" I heard Taehyung's voice in a distance. I hurriedly pushed Jimin away.

"Yes! Almost!" I shouted back as I heard Taehyung's footsteps getting closer to my room. As assumed, he was at my door in next few seconds.

"You need to hurry, Y/N. After meeting dad, I have to drop you off at Jungkook's place. I also have a surgery tonight and I can't be late."

"I will be down in five."

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I bid my goodbyes to Jimin. He was acting all emotional today as if I was going there forever,  even though I will continue to see him at the college everyday.

His crying was a lot better when Taehyung patted his hair and told him to stop crying like a baby. I saw him blushing and wiping his tears with a smile. I remember cringing so hard before getting in the car.

Taehyung drove me to the hospital after that. It was decided that Hoseok will be dropping off my suitcases at Jungkook's place as Taehyung was already running late because of his surgery in the evening.

The moment I opened the door where my dad was admitted, a bolt of pain shoot down my body. I couldn't hold up any longer and I felt the hot tears gushing out of my eyes uncontrollably. I've never seen dad this helpless and powerless ever.

He can't even breathe on his own. There is an oxygen pipe that runs up to the machine from his mouth. His hands are placed still on either sides of him. His head is covered in thick white bandages.

I stepped forward and placed my small hand in his big one. His hands are warm as it always have been for me. Even though he is not awake, I am sure he can sense that I am here, touching him. I've read somewhere that a person who is in coma can actually feel when their loved ones are beside them and it actually helps them to heal and come back to life faster.

I slide my hand from his hand to his torso and I could feel he have lost few muscles. He have always presented himself as a strong and loving father to me and now seeing him being alive on these machines is hurting my soul. A few fresh tears escaped from my eyes as I touch his face. His face has also lost the shine, it has become more pale and I feel no life in his veins.

"I am sorry, dad..." I whispered as my lower lip quivered, my cheeks burning from constant crying, "I know you hated when I cried, and you've always wanted me to be your strong little princess but I can't hold myself intact, dad. I feel so weak. I feel so pathetic without you being right beside me. Can you please come back to me? Can you please hug me and tell me everything will be alright? Can you please wipe my tears and assure me that I am still your strong girl. Please dad wake up and tell me that I will handle everything just like you...Dad please...."

I didn't know that I was on floor until Someone grabbed me from my shoulders and pulled me up. Taehyung left me alone with dad to give me sone privacy but I think he's back after hearing my loud bawling. He wiped my tears away as new ones continued coming out.

When I don't stop crying, he engulf me into his arms, "Its okay, Y/N. Shhh. Its okay. I'm here, dad is here. You're not alone, Y/N. Aren't you dad's strongest girl?"

I nod frequently at Taehyung's words.

"Do you think dad would be happy to see you like this?"

I shook my head.

"I know its hard. It was hardest for me but I'm trying to be strong for dad. Can you do the same? Can you be brave enough to handle your fears alone until dad wakes up?"

I was hesitant for a bit but yes, I can also be strong like Taehyung. If he is holding himself well, then I can also do it, "Yes, I c-can. I will. For dad..."

Taehyung pulled me out of the hug and after wiping my tears away, he smiled, "That's my strong sister. Dad will be so proud of you. Come on now. We have to go. I've to prepare for my surgery after. I can't be late."

I nod as I looked at dad for one last time. Dad, I won't let you down. You would've never approved of mom taking me with her by force and even if you're not here to protect me, your daughter will protect herself. As you've always said, seeing me in pain is your worst nightmare and I will not let you have that nightmare. I will make sure that I keep myself safe, wherever and whenever.

Even if I will have to live with a man who hates me, a man who wouldn't think twice before hurting me. I will not back down, dad. Just for you.

A/N: So sorry for the long wait my lovely readers. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Please let me know with your votes and comments! ❤️