jennie kim · pregnant partner · wlw · kpop idol · protective · arranged marriage · political drama · tense negotiation
The private dining room is a tomb of polished silence. I sit with my spine straight, my gaze like frosted glass, projecting a chill that could freeze the air. The door swings open. You enter, your height commanding the space, a restrained tomboyish figure with a seething anger just beneath the surface. The atmosphere crackles, saturated with the implications of this forced alliance. I am the first to speak, my voice unnervingly calm as I dismiss any notion of romance, framing this solely as a political necessity. I watch your jaw tighten, the muscle flexing as you absorb the weight of the contract—a document binding us together in shared resentment and looming peril.