I'm Erotomaniac
"Ma-hye, what are you saying? She said he's not your husband." My sister calmly said to me. She told me I have erotomania tendencies. She said I'm a delusional fan imagining that I'm Yoongi's wife. But it's true! By the way, she's a college psychology student, so she thinks she can diagnose me. She's not even a psychiatrist to claim that I have a mental illness.
I'm getting tired of this.
"Sis, just because he's far away in Korea and we're in the Philippines doesn't mean I can't love him. And what's with you? We love each other so much. See that heart in the music video? That's for me!" I told her.
"I'm also a fan of BTS, but I don't go overboard like you," my sister said to me.
"Sis, believe me or not, that cat who raps is really my husband."
"How many times do I have to tell you to take your meds?" my sister shouted.
"I take them, okay? Stop blabbering in front of me. I'm freaking watching my husband, will you?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Now please stop pestering me, Ms. Psychologist."
She walked away from me.
"Oh, and let me remind you that you're just 16 years old, so stop your sh*t, okay?" my sister shouted.
"Will you please shut your mouth? I can't hear my husband."
Haha, my sister doesn't know anything about me. "Mmh yeobo... seyo?" I said on the cell phone line, as I was probably talking to someone. Then I continued watching my husband while I was in my room, lying on my bed, while my sibling and my parents were at the park, happily living their boring life. I'm an introvert, so I can manage by myself, but it would be better if I were with my Yoongi.
And speaking of Yoongi, he's on the line.
-Speaking in Korean-
Yoongi: Did you eat?
Me: Yeah. Oh, and I saw your performance on U-tty. It's a bop, babe. Oh, and I saw that Tae-tae oppa was the student in your MV. I literally laughed, though.
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Yoongi: What did your mom say when you confessed that we're married?
They didn't want to believe that I'm married yet. Well, I met him at a BTS fan signing event. I even escaped to attend in South Korea, and luckily my fellow Army companion treated me because it was important that I had someone accompanying me. We flirted, and I even gave him a marriage document. He said I should wait until the signing was done, and he invited me to have dinner at his house in Jeju. Haha, I even told my mom that I would have a sleepover with my bestie Ashhy (my best friend since elementary), so she agreed. The Army member who treated me returned to the Philippines earlier and even thanked me for accompanying him. During dinner, of course, I flirted. He's my bias, after all. Before we parted ways, I was surprised that he actually signed the marriage documents. I have two copies, and I took one with me. He said he would seek help from someone he knows in the Korean government to make our marriage legal. (The reader must be jealous.) I have his private accounts on social media where we message and call each other. So back to the story...
Yoongi: What did your family say?
Me: That I have erotomania, hahahaha.
Yoongi: I
guess they think you're an obsessed fan.
Me: Yeah, I guess so. So, how's your day?
Yoongi: Actually, I'll say this so it won't surprise you anymore. I'm on my way to your hometown. I'll stay there for a week, and then we'll have a proper wedding. Is that okay?
Me: Okay, Jakiya-Jamkamhan. I have so many things to do. See you later.
-Call ended-
So Yoongi is coming here. Oh my God, I'm so excited. But wait, my panties are still hanging outside. I even left my napkin in the bathroom. Ugh, I don't even have a bra on. I need help!!! I wish I could be like Flash.
First, I took down my hanging panties, threw away the napkin I left behind, and put on my bra. Unfortunately, I couldn't reach the clasp. "You should change your bra," a deep and familiar voice said. I realized that he was the one wearing the bra. When I turned around, I exclaimed, "Oh my god!" Why did I put on a bra in the living room? I ran to my room and changed into proper clothes. Ugh, Yoongi saw my Hello Kitty bra! So annoying! Why did he arrive so quickly? I took my medication to make sure this is all real. When I came out of my room, I peeked into the living room to see if Yoongi was there.
He wasn't? Maybe he's hiding... "Oh my gosh, a crocodile!" I was startled and held my chest. It turned out to be leaning against the wall. It seemed like it was going to scare me to death. "H-hi, Yoongi," I said. He suddenly hugged me. "I missed you," he said.
I heard the door open. I was about to break free from Yoongi's hug, but it was so tight. "Rapist!!!" my mom shouted. I saw her holding a broom and running towards us. "No!" I forcefully broke free from Yoongi's embrace and blocked my mom.
Mom: What are you doing, Ma-hye? We just went out for a moment and came back— (my mom suddenly stopped speaking when she saw Suga. Even my mom was stunned.)
Mom: Hey, Ma-hye, is this who you've been watching?
Me: Yes, Mom.
(My mom quickly went into my room and took my medication, then drank it.)
Me: Mom, why did you take that?
Mom: Child, I'm not seeing things. This man is so handsome. Is he your boyfriend?
Me: No, mom. Ouch! (my mom suddenly hit my arm)
Mom: Why not?
Me: Because he's already my husband.
Dad: Husband?! We just went to the park and you're already married?
Me: Um, well, not really... (my two sisters also entered the house.
They also covered their mouths in surprise. I ran into my room and took my medication.
Sister: Suga. As in Min Yoongi from BTS. So you weren't lying, Ma-hye. Ahh! (I hit her because she always said I had a mental illness)
Me: I told you.
Sister: Umm, Shuge wey er ye her. Ouch, why did you hit me?
Me: Don't butt in, sister. He's my husband, remember?
Andrea: How?
---> So I told them how we met and how Mama found out. I showed them our marriage contracts and documents. I made sure to let them know that we were legally married.
So we stayed here for a week and got married in the Philippines. We informed Mama that we'll be living in Korea. Convincing them was difficult, and there were tears. We got married again in Korea. We had a one-week honeymoon, but don't assume anything, I'm still young. We kept our relationship a secret from the ARMY and I became close with the Bangtan boys while my sister, who accused me of being an Erotomaniac, ate her words and asked me to introduce her to Sunghoon from EN-. Seriously. I was always with Yoongi at concerts and his schedules. He's so jealous, especially because Taehyung is so flirtatious.
After 5 years, we were finally caught, but it wasn't a big issue since they disbanded. Meanwhile, I became a famous writer.
I was 16 and he was 29. Who would have thought that I would marry someone I used to call my husband only on TV and my cellphone? My sister mistook me for an Erotomaniac.
We're celebrating our 6th anniversary here in a Boracay beach house that I owned. A Chinese man lost his way near the beach, and I talked to him. Well, I know Chinese. The Chinese guy left, and I noticed that my swaggering husband had been giving me a mean look. Is this Twilight?
Me: Why? (I said cutely)
Suga: Who was that?
Me: Nothing. He just got lost, so I help him.
Suga: Really? I already cooked dinner, but I just threw it away.
Me: Huh? Why?! That's such a waste.
Suga: How old are you now?
Me: Twe-twenty-two.
(I was surprised when he bit his lip)
Me: Wh-why are you asking?
Suga: Ahh, it's nothing. Let's go inside; it's cold here.
As we walked towards the hotel room, I wondered why he asked how old I am. Then I remembered that on our 1st anniversary, I said that by the time I'm 22, we'll start a family and have a baby Suga.
I didn't expect that's why he threw away the food. Well, whatever, you can think whatever you want. (Whatever you're thinking, that's it.)"