"Dad, will she stay with us?" Lily climbed into Taehyung's lap and stared at the sleeping woman in his bed. "I don't know, darling, do you want her to stay?" he smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear."Why don't you ask her?" the girl looked at him, her eyes gleaming with hope. Taehyung wondered the same thing. Why did he feel so insecure when he leaned against Zhang Mina and couldn't decide to do anything?
"I can't now, darling, we shouldn't bother her." Taehyung bit the corner of his mouth. When she came, realizing that Lily was ill, his heart would burst with joy. Not that he questioned Mina's feelings and affection for Lily, on the contrary, probably after him, she was the person who loved her the most and was ready for anything for her.
It was because of him, because he was glad to see her. Her presence colored his existence, brought meaning to his days. He had watched her for months, cold and indifferent to everything and everyone, thinking she was a boring gray mouse, as Jin had put it. But once he really got to know her, trusting his daughter, he had met a woman who had nothing to do with the cold, indifferent Miss Zhang from the office. And this new personality had begun to attract him irresistibly. She aroused in him feelings that he thought he had killed and buried and that he did not believe could be revived. He had realized it when he was away from her, when she resigned, thinking it was protecting Lily, hoping the rumors would not reach the little girl who was supposed to be his job. But the truth was that he hoped these rumors would turn out to be true and he would not have to refute them, but prove them. He had wondered for hours why he had let her go. What was stopping him? How had he become entangled in his own insecurities? Or he could just listen to his friends. After all, things were much clearer from the outside, weren't they? In recent months, he had invariably heard from them how much he missed her, how different he was when she was around, how she made him smile, how stupid he was to do nothing, and he arrogantly and stubbornly refused to listen to them, thinking that if it didn't work between them, he would hurt his daughter himself.  But he no longer knew if he had the strength to stay away from her, no matter what bothered him, something was always gathering them. It was usually Lily. Taehyung looked at his daughter, who was curled up in his arms, but her gaze was always on Mina.
The memory of how Lily had called Mina "mom" and the love written on the face and in the eyes of this woman, who was nothing to her but harmed her own health to stay with his daughter, flashed through his mind. Perhaps what stopped him most was the fact that Mina had never shown a drop of affection for himself. Always shy, she averted his gaze or his own. From there came his greatest insecurity. He himself couldn't pinpoint his feelings for her, but he was already sure he could trust her, that he needed her to be happy. But he thought he needed his ex-wife the same, but it turned out he was just young and stupid. Yes, Taehyung had been showing extremely low intelligence lately, he laughed to himself. But that would change once she recovered, even if he had to tie her to the bed!
Lily was heavy in his arms and he smiled. The little one, like Mina before, refused to separate from her. He got up, careful not to wake the child, and placed her on the makeshift bed she had insisted on getting ready for.
Leaving Lily, he approached and sat down next to Mina. He wet a towel with cold water and placed it on her forehead. His hand slid and wrapped around her cheek. "Tae?" her moan, calling his name, made his heart beat with impossible speed. She turned her face away and leaned against his arm, squeezing even tighter. He gritted his teeth as her lips lightly touched his palm and the tension in his body made billions of little stars explode in his mind. Taehyung felt an incredible urge to feel those lips on his as she moaned his name, but conscious and writhing with pleasure.
"This time I will not let you go, princess, I will make you experience the same, even if this is the last thing I will do in my life!" he swore to himself, smiled, and let them both rest.

"How is she?" Taehyung looked at Jungkook, who had been sitting comfortably on the living room sofa for two days. "The temperature isn't dropping, just like Lily did." he shook his head and pushed Jungkook's legs to sit up. Jungkook sat down and leaned on his elbows, staring at the TV. "Hyung, I know I'm not the perfect person to give you advice about women, but you're not like me." Taehyung looked at him askance. "If you don't do something, you will miss a woman who is destined for you." he said softly, and Taehyung smiled. "I know, JK." his friend grinned contentedly and stared at the TV again."Why don't you offer her to be your assistant," Jungkook murmured dreamily. Taehyung laughed. "She's an analyst, Jungkook, not a secretary!" he shook his head. "Then Lily's babysitter?" Jungkook pursed his lips. "Tell her that Mrs. Min can't take care of the little one anymore because she's squeezing her strength. It'll be around and you'll make her fall madly in love with you, then you'll get married and have a million children!" enthusiasm shone on Jungkook's face, and he looked at him with romantic eyes. "You're watching too much drama, boy!" Taehyung burst out laughing, but he actually thought about the idea.
Still, he couldn't just get her attention, there had to be a reason for it. Maybe he could move Ms. Min or put her on a very long vacation until the two were close enough to have something more between them. This was an option he found acceptable. So she would always be near him, day and night, because she would live with them. Yes, that is, she would live with them!
Drawing up his plan, he leaned back and stared contentedly at the ceiling. He would make Zhang Mina become Kim Mina as soon as possible. And it would make her enjoy all the way to his destination.