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SF9 REACTION ONE.

SF9′s reaction to having an arranged marriage with someone they cheated on. (CEO AU)

Description: SF9, individually, cheated on you once, which led to a heart wrenching break-up. But, things take a turn for the worse when you have an arranged marriage to them.

Warnings: Mature language!

INSEONG:

Standing on the white tiled floor, Inseong looked at the bride coming. The older boy’s hands were nervously clasping and unclasping together, however, he was still able to look stealthy to those around him. A small, charming smile found its way on to his face, helping him portray the feeling that nothing was wrong. So lost in thought, he didn’t notice that his bride had made her way to him; however, when he heard her clear her throat, the blonde haired male was shaken out of his thoughts and he quickly swerved his body so he was staring directly at her veil-covered face.

As the priest began speaking, Inseong secretly squinted his brown kitten-like eyes in hopes to get a better view of who his wife to be was; dread quickly overcoming his body as he realized he couldn’t make out her face whatsoever.

Nevertheless, should he really care?

After all, the grand marriage was hardly based on his feelings. It was for the media to be drawn in, like bees to honey, and help make his family-company stay in the limelight. Thus, meaning, whoever he married, his life wouldn’t be that impacted.

Right?

“Inseong, do you say ‘I do’?” The priest questioned to him, his eyebrow quirking as he waited for a response from the fairly young CEO. The words spoken were quickly registered into his mind, causing Inseong to abruptly smile and loudly say the words. Soon, the veil was lifted off of the bride’s face and the young CEO stood face to face with someone who he believed he would never see again. A small, almost inaudible, gasp left his mouth as the bride displayed a bitter smile.

A bitter smile only directed at him.

“(Y/n), do you say 'I do’?” (Y/n) forces out a smile, the words barely coming out from her blood red painted lips.

“I do.”

The two words caused Inseong’s mouth to go dry and his vision to go blurry.

YOUNGBIN:

Youngbin’s almond colored eyes bore onto the food on his fine China plate, the chatter of his family and her’s causing him to eat slower-- he genuinely regretted not rejecting the proposal of an arranged marriage three months ago. His sharp gaze soon settled on to the diamond engraved wedding band on his ring finger.

If a gaze could burn, his certainly would have.

“I need fresh air.” She suddenly spoke, her words piercing through the atmosphere. Her face looked so angelic that her mother nodded in approval fo her to leave. “Youngbin, why don’t you go with (Y/n).” His own mother commanded, causing the boy to quickly nod his head.

The brown, wooden chair he occupied was soon heard screeching away from the dinner table, as he began to slowly walk towards the beautiful garden his parent had made when he was a child; the place he knew she would be.

Once there, the cool autumn wind engulfed his lean frame; however, that didn’t slow him down on his quest to get closer to the female. “Why didn’t you reject?” (Y/n) spoke, her words hardly above a whisper. Externally, Youngbin cringed. “I-I don’t know,” he sheepishly stuttered out, his hand going to caress the back of his neck; a trait he reserved for when he was nervous. (Y/n) turned her body around, and that’s when the boy noticed her tear dried cheeks paired with her still glossy eyes. Her pink colored lips opened and Youngbin felt apprehension grace his emotions with her words,

“Why would you want to hurt me again?”

JAEYOON:

Jaeyoon’s hand reached to grab her’s as she pulled away from him. The wedding ceremony had just ended; he and she were husband and wife by law now. A loud sigh escaped his plump, coral lips, “(Y/n), please, please! Just fucking listen to me!” He spoke, frustration lacing his tone. His words pleaded for her to listen-- unfortunately, it only fueled her anger.

“No Jaeyoon! You don’t fucking understand.” She harshly whispered to him. Her words so broken that it ate away at him, he was sure that it would keep him awake tonight. Her (e/c) eyes bore right into his brown eyes. “I love Inseong! my feelings aren’t a fucking joke, you prick. We’re married now and--and--oh my God. I broke Inseong. I actually broke his heart.”

“(Y/n), if you would just listen-”

“Lee Jaeyoon, can you fucking listen to me?!” She cried out, “I hurt Inseong! He was crying during the entire ceremony, for fuck’s sake! Didn’t you see how broken he looked? I broke him... Just like you did to me. But, here’s the difference. He healed me, something you didn’t-- still don’t, have the balls to do.” She jarringly replied to him as the weight of the situation dawned on to her.

“But, then again... Jaeyoon, how would you know the feeling of heartbreak? You weren’t the one who was cheated on.”

DAWON:

Sanghyuk huffed as he laid on the ground, the harsh wooden floor was screwing with his posture; therefore, no matter how many blankets he placed on the stubborn ground, it still felt as though tiny daggers were digging into his pale back. Biting his lower lip, he quickly made a hast decision.

Standing up, he swiftly walked over towards the king sized bed as his brown eyes stayed glued to his wife’s sleeping posture. Crossing his fingers, he prayed to some God out there that she wouldn’t accidentally kick him or push him off of the large mattress.

Laying on his side, his pink colored lips pursed into a small pout once he saw her face… Underneath the fluffy, warm blanket, her tear stained cheeks shone, creating a glossy effect.

He had really screwed up by marrying her.

“Sanghyuk--please, why? Why did you cheat on me?” (Y/n) sleep talked, her words causing Sanghyk’s brown eyes to well up with tears. Tears that threatened to spill over. “I’m sorry,” he pathetically whispered out to her sleep-talked question.

Slowly, a dark chuckle escaped his mouth when he realized he was crying.

“Ah. I’m so unworthy of you, (Y/n).”

ZUHO:

Juho’s eyes glossed up in confusion and sorrow when he saw her-- he was beyond baffled due to her abrupt appearance, as he had genuinely expected that she would be the last person he would be wed to. Before he could stop himself the words flew right out of his mouth, “I’m Baek Juho, I don’t think we’ve ever met,” his calm tone confused her, but, she was able to quickly regain her composure.

He was going to act as though they didn’t know each other.

The look she sent him was enough to make Juho want to burst into tears, and that was something he didn’t know he could feel. He wasn’t sure if it was because he was acting as though he didn’t know the beautiful girl, or because he had cheated on her. “Please, take a seat.” (Y/n) spoke, her words monotone as she sent him a snarky smile.

Taking a seat next to her, he felt her move away from him. His fingers swiftly went to play with the diamond band on his finger, his chocolate brown eyes so glossy that (Y/n)’s mother questioned him out of concern-- one hundred percent unaware of the deep, dark, distressful past her daughter and he held. “Juho, dear, are you going to cry?” She humored, causing Juho to honestly nod. A pain filled smile infused its way onto his face, however, no one noticed.

No one but (Y/n).

“How could I not? Your beautiful daughter is going to be my wife.” He quietly let out, causing both sets of parents to awe; but he paid little attention to the sweet noise, rather, he focused on the hurt and disgust that was painted across (Y/n)’s face.

God, I truly am the biggest scum on the face of the planet, Juho thought to himself.

ROWOON:

Seokwoo resisted the urge to slap his face bloody when he saw (Y/n) laying on the cream colored couch. Three weeks had gone by since the day of the marriage and each day he arrived late, but left early, in fear of angering (Y/n) even more or doing something he would regret.

A small sigh left his pink lips as he dropped his briefcase on to the coffee table. He walked over to her small figure and gently lifted her off the furniture to carry her to her own bedroom. Holding her bridal style, he walked towards the room. Taking a glace down at her, he noticed she was awake-- but beyond exhausted as the bags under her strong (e/c) eyes displayed the bigger picture. “Seokwoo?” (Y/n) rasped out, her voice almost causing him to melt into a puddle of happiness.

He truly expected her to call him something crude.

“Sh, (Y/n), just go back to sleep.” He softly proposed to her, still holding her fragile figure. “Seokwoo,” she softly began, “Why did you to agree to the proposal? You could have said 'no’, and then I wouldn’t have to worry about my heart getting broken again.”

Her sorrow filled words caused Seokwoo to take a rough gulp.

“Go back to sleep.” He hesitantly whispered back as he could’t bring himself to answer her.

TAEYANG:

Taeyang watched her stunning figure sway along with her lover, his heart breaking as his brown eyes focused on their figures. The way her hands fit perfectly around his neck hurt him more than he would have liked to admit. Furthermore, the way (Y/n)’s lover had his hands planted on her waist, a familiar emotion of envy engrossed the lean male’s body. He genuinely regretted saying yes when his wife had asked him if she could invite her lover. Despite that, the look she gave him when she asked him that question-- it made him realize that he didn’t have the heart to disagree with her.

“Tae, you’re staring... Again.” Youngbin pointed out with the hand that held the scarlet colored wine, his hazel hued eyes watching his younger friend’s eyes that bore into his wife and her lover. “Bin, I really can’t help myself,” he quietly whispered out to the boy as his glossy eyes went to stare at the older boy. “God, it really hurts… I love her so damn much, but I hurt her, and now she’s happy with him.”

His words caused the older boy to sigh and shake his head in empathy for his friend. “Tae, if you want to get back together with her, then, for fuck’s sake, tell her the damn truth! That girl, one hundred percent, fucking blackmailed you. Please, it hurts not just me, but everyone else, that you won’t tell her the truth.”

A bitter smile decorated Taeyang’s face as he stared back at his friend, “But I can’t, Youngbin, I can’t.”

HWIYOUNG:

Youngkyun looked at the breathtaking girl. She was dressed in a tight black dress and red stilettos-- her choice of clothing caused his tongue to graze his bottom lip as he enjoyed the view. The whiskey filled cup he had ordered prior to her entrance was soon forgotten. His mind had quickly registered her appearance, and before anyone could blink, he was making his way towards her figure. Grabbing her hand, he began to pull her out of the prying eyes of the nightclub.

Once again, his short temper had gotten the best of him.

“Youngkyun!” (Y/n) screeched out. She was extremely bewildered by the man’s actions. The lean boy’s lips quickly pursed into a tight line as he pulled her into the elevator, powerfully pressing the button that would lead them to their hall number. Scoffing to himself, Youngkyun looked the other way.

“What the actual fuck! Why did you do that?” She exclaimed to him. Her question caused Youngkyun to shake his head and stare at her in disbelief. “We’re engaged, you can’t wear shit like that to a fucking nightclub unless you aren’t engaged. What would the media think?” He retaliated to her, frustration and a hint of jealousy evident in his voice.

Smiling bitterly, (Y/n) fired back at him, “What would the media think if they found out you cheated on me before this?”

Chani:

Chani sighed to himself as he watched (Y/n) talk to Taeyang, also known as his older step-brother and her boyfriend, his hands turning into passive aggressive fists when he noticed how happy she looked with him. His almond colored eyes were quickly beginning to gloss up with tears as he realized she looked damn near perfect with him than she ever did with him. Soon enough, his fists opened up and his fingers began to play with the diamond studded band that decorated his ring finger.

He regretted cheating on her and then wanting to marry her.

His selfishness had gotten the best of him.

Yet, the more disgusting part was that; he was marrying the girl his step-brother was actually in love with. However, Chani couldn’t help it. He was hopelessly in love and infatuated with her, she was the reason he had even wanted to pursue his father’s company when he grew older. All because he knew she would be with him when that happened. But of course, he had ruined whatever love they had when he had kissed another

“Why me?” He whimpered out to himself.

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