Jihyun's POV

Going to school the next day was weird. Mostly because I knew that I was going to see Taehyung. I avoided Taehyung that day, and the rest of tgat week. Even though I avoided him I also spectated him. Who was he? And why didn't the guys mess with him? He seemed to be the girls' new eye candy. Him and Namjoon seemed to have bad blood between them but they didnt act up on it, like they both thought that the other one had a higher status.

During that week Namjoon did bully me. However he had gone softer, he didn't hit me as much, he pushed more and used words. Also during that week Namjoon and I had been moving in to our new apartment. The new apartment that was bigger than my current apartment where I live with my parents. The last things were moved into the apartment Friday evening, everything was moved in, even Namjoon and I. It was awkward going home, unlocking the door to not come home to an empty home, but to unlock the door and to walk into the house just to see my bully sitting in the livingroom. His eyes shifted from the tv to me. Truth be told, I wasn't really scared of Namjoon, he was never really scary. I just couldn't fight back because they were more in number than myself. But Namjoon was sitting there alone, and I wasn't scared. I walked over to him with confident steps, unlike in school my head was not tilted down, I was looking straight forward. Namjoon smirked as I stopped right infront of him. "Why are we getting married?" I asked. Namjoon laughed, stared right into my eyes, "You have some guts outside of school. I am older than you and yet you speak informally?" he said standing up. I rolled my eyes, keeping the informal speech "answer my question" I said. Namjoon squinted his eyes, then he smiled, he seemed amused, "why? you don't want to marry this handsome face of mine?" Namjoon asked. I sighed and Namjoon laughed, "we are getting married because that's the only way I can get what I want. The family company. And also your parents sold you away when you were younger" he said. I lost it, my hand went up but before it could reach Namjoon's cheek he grabbed it stopping the great force coming at him. He looked at my hand then at me, "It's not my fault if you can't take facts. However I would like to keep this house demostical-voilence-free" he said. His gaze was peircing through mine and his grip on my wrist was tight, his voice had been deeper than usual. Now I was scared. I pulled my hand from his grip and he sighed. "Does that mean you are going to stop bullying me?" I asked. "I said domestic, it's not the same" Namjoon said with his smug smile. He leaned down a little, "while we live together it would be nice if you could you know, not be in my way" he said before putting his hand on my shoulder and pushing me away. Namjoon went to the kitchen and started cooking. I went into our room and changed clothes before leaving the house to go out and take a walk.

I sat on the bench infront of the river with my earphones plugged in. I felt a presence beside me, I looked to the left and saw Taehyung smiling at me. I had been trying to avoid him but here he was sitting beside me. I took my earphones out and looked at him, "sorry for last time" I said. Taehyung giggled, "it's ok, I would also cry if I was getting married to Namjoon" he joked. I rose and eyebrow, "how do you know about that?" I asked. Taehyung smiled, "I know more than you think" he said with a wink. "Who are you?" I asked. "Kim Taehyung, your new friend" he said staring into my eyes. I felt warmth, friend, I didn't have friends. Taehyung broke out into his gumsmile, "you are so cute" he said giggling. I blushed and suddenly felt like avoiding him again, "I am going to go back now, see you around" I said getting up. Taehyung just nodded and waved his hand letting me leave.

When I got back I smelled burnt meat so I ran into the kitchen to see a mees and Namjoon standing there looking lost. His eyes shifted to mine and for the first time I felt him asking for help. However he acted like he like he didn't want my help, he went on to cut the onions and the knife grazed his finger, causing it to bleed. My automatic response was to help him, I grabbed his hand and put it under cold water before pulling Namjoon along with me to the bathroom. I disinfected the cut and put a bandaid on it whilst he just stared at me. "Done" I said letting go of his hand looking up at him. "Thanks" Namjoon said in a low voice. "I will cook" I said leaving the bathroom. I went to the kitchen and lowered the stove,  I threw away everything he did and started cooking anew.

Namjoon's P.O.V

Jihyun grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. She grabbed some disinfectant and cotton and dabbed it on my cut.  Jihyun didn't look so bad in this light, her concentrated eyes were shining, the way her hair fell forward made her look cute, her pouted lips looked kissable. I shook the feeling off, she was Jihyun, the person I bullied nothing more. This marriage is for benefits purposes. If I wanted to kiss anyone I could find any girl in school. "Done" Jihyun said letting go of my hand. She looked up at me, "Thanks" I said in a low voice. Jihyun told me that she was going to go cook food. Whilst she was in the kitchen I was studying for the upcoming test, I had to get the best grades. My phone started ringing and I picked it up hearing my mom on the other line, "remember that tomorrow is the family dinner! You have to take Jihyun to the salong!" she said. I told mom that I hadn't forgotten.

Jihyun and I ate dinner in silence. After dinner I decided to do the dishes, because she cooked. When I was done I went to our room. I opened the door to see Jihyun only wearing shorts and a bra. There was a moment of silence when I was stuck, before I closed the door again walking away back to the livingroom. I heard her mumble and I giggled to myself. I slept on the couch that night.

Jihyun's P.O.V

The following day was a nervewreck. I was trying to avoid Namjoon but it was hard since we lived in the same house. We then had to leave the house around 3pm because it was was going to take 4 hours for me to get ready according to Namjoon's mom. Namjoon dropped me off at a salong, where they did my makeup and hair. It took about 2 hours and after that I could barely recognize myself. I looked like someone I had always wanted to be, a beautiful girl. Namjoon's mom had picked out a dress for me. I put it on and for the first time in my life, I felt like I actually looked decently good. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt good about the off-shouldered tight fitting gowndress. It was slit on the side revealing my leg that I didn't like so much. "You have a bruise here, I will cover it!" one of the makeuo artist said. She put some makeup on my leg before some other girls put high heels on me. I felt like a princess. Namjoon walked in looking fresh, his hair was slicked back and he was wearing a suite. I think I stared for too long but so did he. His eyes scanned me, from head to toe before his eyes went back to my face. "Let's go" Namjoon said. I thanked the people that dressed me up then walked after Namjoon.

The carride was a bit awkward but it was ok. "We gotta act like we like eachother when we go in there, my future depends on this" Namjoon said as he parked the car. He got out, went around the car and opened the door for me. I got out and we walked together in to the party/dinner. Namjoon put his arm around my waist and plastered a smile on his face as we walked into the place full off rich people. I had never been in an enviroment like this, in a place were everyone was wearing a piece of cloth that could pay for my school tuition. Namjoon's parents came up to us and greeted, giving me a hug. They then dragged us to Namjoon's uncle and his family and that's when I saw him. Kim Taehyung. Taehyung's hair was combed back, he was wearing suitpants and a white-shirt with a bowtie. "Hi Jihyun, you look lovely today" Taehyung said smiling with his gums. "Oh, do you two know eachother?" Namjoon's mom asked. Taehyung smiled at me and I felt Namjoon's arm around me tightened, "uhm yeah, we are friends from school" I said unsure. "Oh that's nice! Jihyun, this is  Namjoon's uncle, and this is Jihyun, Namjoon's fiancée". I was then introduced to all the family members and also important bussiness people. After being introduced to people, I told Namjoon that I was going to go get something to drink. Namjoon let go of me and I went to get some punch. "You look beautiful" I heard Taehyung's voice. I poured the punch then looked at him not saying anything. "What, are you angry at me for not telling you that I was Namjoon's cousin?" Taehyung asked. "I didn't know how to tell you that I was related to your bully ok I am sorry" Taehyung continued. I handed the punch to him and poured a new one for myself then smiled at him. "You look handsome yourself" I said. Taehyung giggled, "thanks" he said. I felt an arm snake around my waist again, I then felt myself being pulled closer to Namjoon, I looked up at him and he gave me a fake smile before he looked at Taehyung, "you are not perhaps flirting with my fiancée are you?". "And what if I was?" Taehyung asked. "Well, that wouldn't be a good idea" Namjoon said in a lowered voice. Taehyung laughed, "Lighten up cousin, Jihyun and I are just friends" Taehyung said in a semi-serious tone. He then looked at me, "Jihyun, I'll see you around", I nodded as he left. Namjoon turned to me, "I don't know what he told you, but don't trust him. He just wants the company, he is probably using you". I scoffed, "Aren't you doing the same thing?". And for the first time, I saw remorse in Namjoon's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Both Namjoon and I had alot to drink during the night, but we never really got too drunk since we both had to be soffisticated. We had a driver drive us back home whilst both Namjoon and I sat in the backseat. It was a quiet ride back home. When we got into the apartment I took the high heels off. I hated them, they made me look good but it was not worth the pain. Namjoon just walked into our room, I went in after him to see him drunkly   his shirt. I needed help ping my dress but I really didn't want to ask for help so instead I struggled trying to reach it. I felt Namjoon's hand on my waist as the other one went to the zip. It felt weird, feeling his presence behind me, his colonge was strong. He pulled down the zipper, "I forgot to tell you, you looked beautiful today" he said. He backed away from me, "I am going to change in the bathroom, so you can change comfortably here, or something" he said looking a little lost. He grabbed his stuff and left the room. I changed really fast and got in bed. Namjoon came into the room short after and got in bed with me, "goodnight" I heard him say.