Ateez imagines

Yeosang pt.2-sold (angst, fluff, smut)

There, I saw a man looking out the window. He wore a cute white sweater with brown work pants and the exact same shoes as me. His dark brown hair was styled neatly and he had a warm vibe.

"Oh. You're here. Meet Kang Yeosang, your soon to be husband. Sir, this is my daughter, lee y/n", ma said politely.

"Hey, nice to meet you", he turned around and greeted me. I extended my hand for him to shake it and he did the same.

His hands were soft, warm, and surprisingly sweaty like mine. I pull away and discretely wipe my hands with my shirt. He did the same and he looks at me with a hint of assurance.

"Off you go. Y/n, don't cause any problems", ma glared at me.

"Don't worry about her. I won't let her", yeosang replied coldly.

We exit the house and walk towards a black Mercedes. Yeosang opened the door for me and sat me down. He sat down at the wheel and drove off.

"Don't be shy to ask me anything. I won't bite you know", he giggled, breaking the awkward silence.

"I-im sorry. I just don't know what to say...although, I do have a question", I look out the window.

"Im all ears", he said smiling.

"I was just curious about how you're so different in front of ma and me....what is going on?", I ask looking over at him.

"Ah...let me tell you. I'm cold and rude in front of your mother because she wants a man that is similar to her for you. I won't let you suffer the way you did back there....give it 3 days. Do you trust me princess?".

"I-I don't get it. What do you mean "back there"? What's happening?", I ask alarmed.

"You are moving in with me. Your mother has already packed all your things. By the time you get home, your room will be empty with just your bed, closet, desk, and shelf in there. Your dresser and drawers are coming with us.

I know you probably don't trust me at all, but I'll give you the life of a queen in my apartment...you just have to trust me", he explained softly gazing into my eyes.

"Ok...", I say shyly.

"Cute. Ok, do you want to go dress shopping or ring shopping first?", he asked smiling at me.

"Dress. It will take the longest", I reply.
"Okay...since we have the whole day to ourselves, I'm going to take you out to lunch. A date. I know you haven't eaten anything yet", he said.

"You don't have to do that for me", I say in shock.

"I do. I have to do this for my future wife. And I thought maybe we could get to know each other better. All I was told about you was that you are young, beautiful, and an ambivert".

"I was told that you were a professor, 13 years older than me, and my future husband", I say blushing.

"Yeah...we definitely need a proper introduction", he chuckles.

We pull up to a restaurant and head in.
He sits down at a table with a window seat and motioned me to sit in front of him. I sat down and I don't know what happened in that moment but I started tearing up.

"Hey, what's wrong princess? Is everything alright? Did I do something? Please tell me...", Yeosang asked frantically, voice cracking with concern.

"I'm so sorry. I can't do this anymore", I sobbed.

"Do what? Are you okay?", he leaned over.

"This. This whole selling thing. I don't know if you know or even care enough to know, but I'm starting university soon. You are my professor and I'm scared about what people will do, say or if they will hurt me. My reputation will be destroyed if they find out. Please, let me go", I choked out.