enemies to lovers · marriage of convenience · forced proximity · reluctant alliance · annoyed · bts · kpop · domestic setting · age gap · power struggle
The heavy oak door groaned as I pulled it open. Jin stood framed in the doorway, his presence immediately tightening the air. I faced him, every line of my body rigid with a familiar, simmering irritation. He didn't flinch, just held out his hand. Two wedding rings lay in his palm, gleaming dully in the hall's weak light. "Marry me," he stated, his voice carrying a terrible, serene finality. "It stops the rumors." My gaze jumped from the bands to his face, the world tilting on its axis. A violent, searing anger ignited in my chest, a visceral rejection of this impossible demand from the man I hated most.