Soju's Pov ( you)
" Jungkook-I love you" I smiled at him with happiness.
" I love you too baby" he kissed my neck slowly.
" No you don't-"
He cuts me with a kiss in the lips. " Don't ever say that! You're mine and I'm yours. No one can break us. I am your love , heart and everything. " he says between the kiss.
" You're my fake husband-whom I love with all my life." I smiled.
Slowly I saw him vanishing , getting away from me.
" I don't love you-you're mine? No! Never."
I saw Eun Jae on his lap , kissing his forehead.
" No! " I cried.
" Jungkook! Don't-"
My eyes opened as someone shakes me continuously. I stood up from the seat and saw Jungkook looking at me with a worried face.
" A..h.." I sighed.
" A-are you okay? Why are you sweating so much? Why are you so red?" He asked with curiosity.
" I-is this real?" I pinched my hand.
" Ouch!" I closed my eyes. " Yes , thank god...its real." I smiled.
" What are you talking about? What's real and what's fake?" He asked.
I was about to talk to him but then remembered what he did to me. He ignored me and disagreed to be my husband. And that dream , it was a nightmare.
" Nothing- are we in Paris?" I asked.
" Yes...but what happened?" He asked again.
" That's good-let's go" I pushed him out of my way.
" Hey-" he looked at me , but I didn't look.
Walking out of that exhausting plane , I asked myself :
" What is fake and real?" I looked at him coming out.
" Fake is you ,
and real is my
feelings for you."
______________
" Sometimes its
better to leave the reality
And go to the exception of love."
°° in the hotel °°
" I'll see you later!" Eun Jae waved goodbye to Jungkook.
Of course he won't stay with her as my father would know everything. And if he would know , Jungkook would be in great danger.
" Let's go" he smiled at me.
I looked at him and started to follow him to our room , which was 210. The room was beautiful. It actually had a huge bed and there was a balcony from where we would see beautiful sky and scenery.
" Wow" I smiled.
" You like it?" He laughed.
" Its good." I said , without looking at him .
I changed my clothes into some shorts and sat on the couch. I saw Jungkook opening his shirt and looked into my phone right away.
" hey?" He sat beside me.
" what?" I asked.
" Don't say that I am your husband in front of people again." He looked at me.
" Because I don't want them to know. I don't love you , you know that right?" He smiled.
I nodded.
I looked at him
with broken feelings
which he just told
not to show.
A/n : school starts next week. So , I'll publish next part later....I mean it will take time as I'll go to hell everyday ( school I mean )
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Fanfiction" Don't touch me - don't come near me because we are nothing--" " We are married - I don't love you but I don't have any problem to touch and play with you --" // This story once reached 1.1k but then the account was deleted including the story // ...
