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After weeks of relentless planning, strategizing, and managing the ever-evolving chaos of mafia business, Beomgyu and Yeonjun finally found a moment to exhale. Their destination? Bangkok, Thailand—a vibrant and dynamic city teeming with life, perfect for escaping the constant grind of Seoul.

Before they left, Beomgyu summoned Kai into his office. The younger tech specialist entered with his usual playful smirk, but his demeanor quickly shifted when he saw Beomgyu's serious expression.

"I'm trusting you with this, Kai," Beomgyu said firmly, leaning forward on his desk. "Keep Soobin and Taehyun in check. They're both excellent at what they do, but we both know how their bickering can spiral out of control."

Kai saluted dramatically, his grin returning. "Don't worry, boss. I've got this. You two enjoy your romantic getaway. I'll make sure the Seoul branch doesn't collapse while you're gone."

Beomgyu raised an eyebrow. "Don't make me regret this decision, Kai."

Kai gave him a mock-serious nod. "Cross my heart."

As Beomgyu walked out of the office, Yeonjun was waiting by the car. "Did you give him the 'don't screw this up' speech?"

"Of course," Beomgyu replied, smirking. "Let's just hope he actually listens."

With that, the two of them boarded a private jet, ready to leave the weight of their responsibilities behind—at least for a little while.

From the moment their plane landed, Beomgyu and Yeonjun dived headfirst into everything Bangkok had to offer.

Their first stop was the breathtaking Grand Palace. The sprawling complex of golden spires, intricate carvings, and vibrant murals left Beomgyu in awe.

"Imagine if our mafia headquarters looked like this," Beomgyu murmured, his eyes scanning the shimmering gold structures.

Yeonjun chuckled, shaking his head. "We'd intimidate anyone who walked through the door. Probably not the best idea if we're trying to appear low-key."

Beomgyu smirked. "Who said anything about low-key?"

Their next adventure led them into the bustling streets, where the aroma of sizzling woks and freshly grilled skewers filled the air.

"Try this," Yeonjun said, handing Beomgyu a plate of spicy som tam. Beomgyu eyed it skeptically but took a bite, his expression shifting from hesitant to surprised.

"This is amazing," he admitted, reaching for another bite.

"You know," Yeonjun teased, "I didn't expect you to handle spice this well."

Beomgyu raised an eyebrow. "There's a lot you don't know about me."

They continued sampling dishes: creamy tom kha gai, smoky satay, and sweet mango sticky rice. By the end of the evening, they were both stuffed and laughing over their failed attempts at pronouncing the names of the dishes correctly.

As night fell, they ventured into Bangkok's vibrant nightlife. Rooftop bars offered panoramic views of the city's glittering skyline. The music was electric, and for the first time in months, Beomgyu felt truly free.

Yeonjun watched him as they danced, a soft smile playing on his lips. Beomgyu's guard was down, his usual tension replaced with joy.

"I wish we could stay like this forever," Yeonjun murmured, pulling Beomgyu closer.

"Maybe one day," Beomgyu replied, his voice laced with both hope and doubt.

Midway through their trip, they decided to escape the bustling city for a tranquil beach outside Bangkok. The soft sands stretched endlessly, and the ocean shimmered under the afternoon sun.

As the day melted into evening, the two of them sat side by side on the sand, watching the sun dip below the horizon. The sky was a masterpiece of orange, pink, and purple hues.

"I don't think I've ever felt this... at peace," Beomgyu said softly, breaking the comfortable silence.

Yeonjun reached out, intertwining their fingers. "You deserve peace, Gyu. After everything you've been through, after everything we've both been through... this is your moment to just be you."

Beomgyu turned to look at him, his eyes glistening with emotion. "Thank you—for being patient with me. For staying, even when I was at my worst."

"You weren't at your worst," Yeonjun replied firmly. "You were just carrying more than anyone should have to. And you're still standing. That's what matters."

Beomgyu leaned into him, their foreheads touching as the waves lapped gently at their feet. "I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm glad I have you."

They shared a kiss as the last rays of sunlight faded, the world around them fading into the background.

By the end of the two weeks, both Beomgyu and Yeonjun felt a sense of renewal. The chaos of their lives in Seoul loomed on the horizon, but for the first time in a long while, they felt ready to face it together.

As they boarded the plane back home, Beomgyu leaned his head on Yeonjun's shoulder. "I think I needed this more than I realized."

Yeonjun chuckled. "Good, because I already booked us a second trip for next year."

Beomgyu lifted his head to look at him, laughing. "You're impossible."

"And you love it," Yeonjun quipped, pressing a kiss to Beomgyu's temple.

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The moment they stepped back into the Seoul headquarters, the serenity of their honeymoon shattered.

Soobin and Taehyun were mid-argument in the middle of the office. Papers were scattered everywhere, and Kai stood off to the side, his usual cheerful demeanor replaced with visible exhaustion.

"What is going on here?" Beomgyu demanded, his voice sharp.

The room went silent. Soobin and Taehyun both froze, their bickering halted as they turned to face their boss.

"Uh..." Kai began, scratching the back of his head. "Let's just say things didn't go as smoothly as planned."

Beomgyu pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering under his breath. "Guess the honeymoon's officially over."

Yeonjun clapped him on the back, grinning. "Welcome back to reality, love."

With a resigned sigh, Beomgyu rolled up his sleeves. "Alright, let's fix this mess."

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