When Jumin, if he ever decided to, got married with someone - he had imagined it would be due to his own desires, not due to business.
He hadn't expected his father to do this to his son, especially since of his father's casanova ways, but he was... slightly agitated that his father threw him in this circumstance without any warnings, and consent. The agitation did not last very long, however, immediately dispelling minutes after the news. Despite everything, he didn't know what he should be feeling about the occasion - anger? happiness? sadness? He felt nothing concerning the marriage itself. He wasn't even informed on which client's daughter he was to be wed with. No information about the business itself. Only reassurance from his father that it would benefit the company.
For the company, he will show no resistance. For the company, his emotions were irrelevant. Suppressing his emotions for efficiency was his forte, and this marriage was simply another assignment for the company he shall put his best efforts into.
Perhaps if he knew the true meaning of a marriage, genuine love, his feelings on the matter would differ; however, such things were a unknown he did not desire to dwell on. What were emotions, anyway?
Having accepting the wedding, he prepared for it exceedingly; ensuring he was dressed in a proper tuxedo, planning the wedding ring his future wife shall wear as a symbol of 'marriage'. The ring was simple by design, showing no love towards it - it was merely efficient, obvious enough to show that his wife would be accounted for.
Currently he was heading to the waiting room, notified that his wife was resting there, passing by joyful chatter and beautiful decorations that held no meaning to the groom. He ended up ignoring all of those sounds and decorations entirely, choosing instead of lingering to hurriedly open the door and venture in the room. It would be ideal to simply get this ordeal over with.
His wife, as stated, was in the room sitting down in her wedding dress. The attire itself was adequate, evoking no real emotions from the business man. He sat down next to her and remained silent, finding no need for idle chatter. Regardless of what was exchanged, they were to be wed.
Jumin hadn't expected her to speak to him first, if at all.
He finally turned his gaze to stare at her profile, eyes inquisitive as he observed her for the first time. She appeared to be younger than him - nineteen at most - and her facial expression, alongside with her voice, did little to hide her disdain for the wedding.
"In my eyes, I may as well be both." He responded indifferently, eyes glancing away towards the big mirror hanging on the wall. Aesthetically, they both looked compatible, gauging how they looked sitting next to each other. A part of him pondered if their personalities would be compatible as well, in the future.
He sighed. It didn’t matter either way.
"... This is beneficial for the companies of our parents. The sooner this ceremony is concluded, the sooner we may possess some free time." In the form of a honey moon, no doubt. While Jumin simply felt nothing towards the ordeal, seeing how clearly this affected her he decided to offer some comforting words, "For what it's worth, I apologize for this setback in your early adulthood."
'Some' being the key word. Kind words was not his strong point.
