how i met your father (rojie’s mother’s version)

LINK: how i met your father (rojie’s mother’s version)

Currently listening to: Come Over – BTS

텅 빈 듯한 밤이 오면
(When the hollow, empty night falls)
이렇게 또 너를 불러
(I find myself calling out to you again like this)
Yeah, I’m lost, can I come over?
Yeah, I’m lost, can I come over?
I just wanna say I’m sorry
이런 내가 너무 싫어
(I hate myself like this)
Yeah, I’m lost, can I come over?
Yeah, I’m lost, can I come over?

(Over) Over, over, over, over
Over, over, over, over
You’ll never love me like
The way you did before
But would you open up
If I knocked on your door?

How did your parents meet? Or your grandparents?

Prompt created by yours truly. 
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My parents had an arranged marriage, much like my maternal and paternal grandparents before them. I never asked my dad about his parents, mostly because both his mother and stepmother passed away early on, before I was even born.

Their match was made by family members who were influenced by fellow churchgoers based on the family’s socioeconomic status, education, family “stock” (like we’re cattle or something), physical appearance, and their astrological charts. Yup. Example: girls born in the year of the horse meant that they would give masculine energy, stubborn and would have a hard life and need to work hard. These traits were considered undesirable in wives.

Both families were prominent figures in their congregations. The only problem was that while my father’s side had been wealthy, a significant financial mistake caused my grandfather to lose nearly everything and around that time, my grandmother passed away, leaving the family to grieve and financially rebuild themselves. My mom didn’t find out about this until after the fact.

My mothers side, was relatively wealthy. She grew up with maids, they had plenty of land (and still do), and a lifestyle that reflected their family’s status. Every piece of clothing she wore was custom made by a local shop. She attended etiquette school when she was a child and was groomed for a refined life (you can see why my mom and I often clash).

She was also very obedient and proper. When my grandparents announced my father as her match, she didn’t push back or challenge it whatsoever. She went along with it but would quietly complain about how short he was and that she couldn’t wear her high heels anymore.

After they met, they went on a few dates. And in my mom’s mind, that was enough to seal her fate. She felt that since she went out with him, that she was obligated to marry him because what would people say? She didn’t wan’t to be perceived by others as some sort of hussy.