profiles: #teamhoon / victims of debt + others

you sat down at the end of the bed, loudly huffing as you bounced slightly on the mattress due to the impact– you were burdened with your current situation, which led to the heavy feeling inside you, in which you released by plopping down on the bed. did it remove the feeling of having the world on your shoulders? no, but did it help? a little bit, around one percent.

"let's get one thing straight, i know you don't want this, and neither do i." you look up to sunghoon, he was once your closest friend, but things changed and you two drifted apart, leaving you on the 'acquaintances' level.

he looked down on you as he leaned against the empty vanity, his sleeves folded until they reached the underside of his elbows. you notice him stare at you, longer than usual as you notice his eyes grow darker. “how'd you know i don't want this?” he flashed you his cocky smile flashing his fangs as he cross his arms together. you were about to speak, but no sound managed to make its way out. it fueled sunghoon's ego even more to see you in a state like this. he slowly made his way into the bed's direction, where you're currently sitting. he held you by your chin, grazing his thumb on your lips slowly. “what? cat got your tongue, princess?” he leaned in, too close, as you could feel his breath lingering on your ear.

younger you would've fainted on the spot, knowing that you've had the biggest crush on park sunghoon. but not anymore, or so you thought.

you regained your composure, your eyes widening in surprise as you realized how close you two were. you slapped his hand lightly as you drew away from his grasp. "you haven't changed much, have you? your flirtatious ass can't even stop doing funny business for a short while," you tsked, crossing your legs as your satin dress hiked up, revealing more of your legs. unbeknownst to you, it drew sunghoon's attention as his cheeks flushed a dull shade of red, turning his face away.

you sighed for the nth time, feeling the weight of the world fall again on your shoulders.you were too young to marry; it's as if your life had just begun and then the next thing you knew is that your newly found freedom is now long gone. how did you end up on this situation? both of yours and sunghoon's parents were the one to blame. being good friends for over decades now, they've decided to arrange a marriage for their child without them knowing. you could still hear your father's reasoning: for the companies of your family and theirs– the parks. remembering the scene earlier made you roll your eyes.

“i have something in mind,” you spoke again, staring at nothing as you break the silence that was taking over the huge bedroom of the penthouse given to the two of you by his parents. “go on,” he plopped on the bed beside you, sprawling out his long limbs. “ say, what if we make some agreements?” you proposed, looking at the boy beside you, getting lost at his pretty face.

and the two of you ended up with three; first, agreeing to let both parties date anyone before the wedding. second, not being in each other's business. third, act like an actual couple when necessary.

months had passed with no violations of the rules. you two have been on good terms since and went out drinking as you parted ways at night, but acted as if you and sunghoon can't be separated in the morning. it was like a fake dating agreement, just to appease both of your parents, and you were successful.

you check the clock as it displayed '02:36' with its light. 'weird, sunghoon isn't home yet.' you thought to yourself as you combed your hair before applying your strawberry flavored lip balm, sitting on the now prettily decorated vanity. it had also been months since the two of you had moved in together; in fact, your wedding day was only a few nights away. the door to your shared room swung open wide, revealing a very wasted sunghoon, just as you were laying down on your bed.

he loosened his tie, taking off his coat in the process as he lay on the carpeted floor. right after he managed to take off his polo, he tried dozing off on the floor with nothing to lay his head on. he looked like a kid, and it made you giggle. he didn't even manage to close the door, that's how drunk he was. it was like one more shot and he'll get knocked out.

"are you going to lie here on the bed with me?" you inquired, smiling as well as crossing your legs. you even patted the space beside you, causing him to look your way.

"you're definitely a stunning woman, but i have a fiancé at home whom i genuinely love." "she'll be mad at me if she finds out i'm sleeping with someone else," sunghoon managed to answer back, some words slurred, but you could still understand what he was saying.

“is that so? may i know her name?” you asked, pretending not to know as you lay sideways on your bed, still facing the sprawled out sunghoon on the floor, who appeared to be trying to fight his sleep.

“____,” he responded. “even her name is gorgeous.” sunghoon added proudly, as he was smiling like crazy, his eyes disappearing in the process. did your heart rate took off to space? yes, but did he need to know? no. “let me tell you a secret, she's the most beautiful girl i've ever seen, and it'll stay that way forever.” your heart? deceased.

you've decided to take sunghoon on the bed, carrying him from the floor and plopping down with him on the mattress. you grabbed one of his comfortable-looking pyjamas and helped him changed. sunghoon on the other hand, was complying without even complaining. 'maybe he's too tired,' you thought to yourself. he opened his eyes, realizing the small space between your faces.

“you know, you resemble my fiancé very much. you also sound like her, who are you? where did you take her? you better give her back to me,” sunghoon suddenly blabbered, squishing your cheeks on the process as he whined like a kid while laying on the bed.

“you know why we have so many similarities?” you lay beside him, combing your fingers through his hair softly. he only shook his head ‘no’ as an answer. “it's because i'm her,” you giggled, planting delicate kisses on his moles. he opened his eyes, widened with what you've just said, making you giggle once again. positioning yourself on his chest to listen to his heartbeat, you placed your hand around his torso, leaving you two in a cuddling position.

“you know hoon, i've always loved you too.” you look up to be met by his gaze– soft and loving, just like the smile that was sitting on his face. “i love you most, princess.” sunghoon replied, planting a kiss on your forehead before hugging you closer to him. after you covered both of your bodies in the warm blanket, sleep took over the two of you.

maybe getting married to him wasn't too bad after all.

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