(A/N): Yippee! Here's another chapter for you guys! I'm always making you wait so long and I'm truly sorry. I've just had a lot on my plates these days with summer approaching! Hope you understands. Love ya and thanks!
-JiminsJxms

Forced To Be Married

Chapter 9:

A little while after our talk with Jazzy, Namjoon left me besides his car to go tell his parents we were leaving. It was getting dark out and I could tell people were starting to go. *Where is he?*

"Hey, you ready lets go." I heard Namjoon say with his keys out ready to unlock the car. Sliding in the passenger side, he stopped and looked at me.

"What's the matter?" I asked, sounding a little concerned.

"It's nothing, just. . . Thinking that's all." He said, turning on the car before backing up and pulling away. *Wonder what's up?! Was it his parents?*

"You know you can talk to me. I'm not gonna hurt you." I whispered, as Namjoon looked over with a slight smile. While doing so he slowly grabbed my hand drawing circles on the back of it.

"I know." He whispered before quickly letting go. Soon after Namjoon started the car, before backing out and driving off. It was silent for awhile, only the sound of our own hearts beating.

"Miok. . . " He whispered softly, breaking the rhythm between us.

"Yeah?. . . " I said looking over at him. Namjoon kept his focus on the road, with a hint of sadness in his face.

"I'm sorry." He choked out, making me a little confused. *Apologizing to me! Well that's a change of heart.*

"About what?"

"Everything. . . This marriage. . ." He started as I stopped him.

"It's not our fault. . . " I stated.

"No listen. I found out the truth from Jazzy. She texted me while I was talking to my parents." He said, stopping at a red light. *Oh did he now?*

"What did she say?" I asked as my mind filled with questions.

"She said that this deal was everything to our parents. If we don't get married, our parents lose everything." He told me.

"Everything?" I gulped, trying to process this.

"Their stocks, houses, savings." He stated, making me think about it even more. *No, not the beach house!*

"Why would they do something like that!" I asked, as he turned into our neighbor hood. *Still "Ours" though.*

"Our parents are money hungry." Namjoon said parking the car. *Go figure! They forced us to get married through a deal.*

"Let's just go inside, I'm exhausted from today. Our mothers friends sure have a lot of questions." I yawned as I walked behind Namjoon who opened the door.

"Questions? About us?" He said unlocking the door. Right when he opened the door, we saw six boys sprawled out all over the living room. *Umm, Namjoon do we have speed dial for six boys to be cleaned up. Cause I know I'm not picking up after them.*

"I didn't think they were living here." I commented, dropping my bag off before looking around.

"I didn't think so either."

Walking around the house I found my way in the kitchen. And let me tell you something. I have to make another grocery run because it's all gone! All of it. "They ate all the food." I frowned to Namjoon who smiles at me.

"You'll be fine." He told me as I walked over and punched his arm. *Hey! Food is my best friend you can't seprate us like this!* "Ouch! What was that for?"

"Well excuse me, but half of my life was in here and now it's gone."

"By the way, what happened to you being tired?" He smirked.

"I am for your information! I'm tired of you." I argued, marching away like a infant having a tantrum.

"Whoa, what's with all the fuss."Jin asked as I walked passed him to go upstairs. *Love ya, Jin. But not right now, I need sleep.*

"Jin, let her be. She's just crabby right now." I hear Namjoon say.

"Females." Jin said.

"Yeah, there always a emotional mess. Especially around that time of month." Namjoon said.

"I can hear you!" I yelled, before taking my makeup off. After doing so, I quickly hopped in the shower. Relaxing in the warm water I didn't think to get out. *No, not the cold air*

Stepping out I rushed to dry off. Satisfied by the nice warm clothes I picked out, I put them on. *Ah, nice and clean!* Going over to the sink, I quickly brushed my teeth. Once that was done, I wrapped my hair in a towel before walking out. *Time for some shut eye!*

Going over to the bed I laid down. The lights were already off so I drifted off to sleep. *Goodnight world.*

(Morning 8:30 a.m.)

Waking up I was entangled in someone's arms. Startled, my eyes shot wide open. *Who and what is in my bed!* Slowly moving to the edge of the bed, I got out of there grip. Thinking I was safe they quickly pulled me back into their arms. *Oh no!*

"Having fun there?" The voice of the one and only Namjoon said. I froze hearing his voice. *Who's this if it's not Namjoon.* Looking up I spot Namjoon leaning against the door frame smirking at me. *I will smack that smirk off your face so hard Namjoon!*

"No. Help me!" I pleaded, as he just stood their sipping on his coffee. *Jerk!* Removing the unidentified persons hand, I quickly rolled out of the bed only to fall with a thump. *At least I'm out! I can breath again, finally!*

"No why did you leave." The voice said, as I stood up looking at Namjoon.

"Jimin leave her alone. You got no jams, remember?" Namjoon said, making me laugh a little. Turning around I saw Jimin, shirtless, sprawled out over the bed. "C'mon lets go get something to eat. Jimin! They all left so you might want to go or you'll be late."

"Why aren't you going to the recording studio?" Jimin asked, just as Namjoon and I were heading out.

"Why don't you guys talk this through I'm gonna go change." I told them casually leaving them. While changing really quickly, I noticed the little array of flowers in the bathroom. *Got to love moms*

"Are you almost done in there?" I heard Namjoon holler only making me rush. *Great I smudged my eyeliner! Now I have to restart!*

"Hold on! I have important stuff to do." I told him, as I heard him lightly tapping in the door.

"What are you even doing. . . ? Jimin leave!? No. . . Stop! Go now. Get out of our house." Namjoon said making me smile at myself in the mirror. *Boys will be boys.*

Finishing up I casually walked out 20 minutes later. Checking my makeup one last time before drowning myself in perfume, I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. There was Namjoon sitting on the couch flipping through the channels. "Ready?" I asked, seeing him smile at me. He didn't get up yet though, he just smiled looking at me.

"Defiantly. . . " he smirked, walking over to me. *Why does he keep looking at me? Do I have something on my face. Oh great, did I smudge my eyeliner again!?* "Miok lets go. . . "

"Oh right, sorry." I blushed, lightly running to catch up. Getting to the car I saw Namjoom answer a phone call while I hopped in. Seeing he had a pretty concerned look on his face, I quickly had a bad feeling in my stomach. He pinched his brows together before looking up at me with glassy eyes. *What's wrong?!*
He began to pace back and forth before leaning with his hands on the hood of his truck. Then looking up I saw the distress in his face, it scared me even more.

(A/N): Hmm. . . Wonder what's gonna happen next? You'll have to wait in see but first let me here what you think! Any predictions on what will happen?! Comment, Share, Like.