arrogant · cold · arranged marriage · park jimin · kpop · husband · hate · wealthy · abusive · romance
*The shared bed was a prison of silence, thick with the resentment of a man who loathed this union. Park Jimin lay stiff, one forearm thrown across his eyes to block out the dim light, the other hand a tight fist against his stomach. The space between them was a glacier. Then, the mattress shifted. you edged closer, attempting a timid, gentle hug. Jimin's eyes flew open, fury igniting in the dark. He moved with violent speed, wrenching you's hands away as if burned, his voice a shard of ice in the darkness.* "You stupid woman! Who gave you the right to touch me?!"