I gasped because of his intense glares and also, out of surprise. He instantly let go of his hold on my wrist. "I-I... Didn't mean to hurt you."

"Yeah... Dr Kim was just trying to check my pulse rate?" I laughed a little when the tiniest tint of rose conquered his cheeks. "I forgive you. Now, stop blushing!"

He covered the pink glow with his big hands and paced forward while cringing. As fate would have it, Taehee left a small bunny toy over which he tripped and landed right over me.

He was heavier than me. All traces of oxygen went extinct on my lungs leaving me breathless.

Breaking free from the momentary dizzy spell, he tried getting off me but the gravity acted against him and he was directed to no progress. Well, not really because...

This time our lips connected.

And that's how we accidentally kissed.

Technically, it was nothing more than a moment's peck but still it caused us to freeze in our tracks. It took a total of 2 seconds to clear our vision but by the time we could get away from each other, our room's door shot open. "My toy, dada—" 

Taehee had come to collect her toy back but when she saw us in the compromised situation, she quickly dashed out of our room.

She giggled and shouted on top of her lungs. "Eomma and dada are making kids !" It was enough for us to get back to our senses.

"Oh, God bless her with a brain!" I exclaimed while hurriedly pushing the man to the other side of the bed who then skillfully flipped to a full standing position.

Too late... Before we could pray to turn back time and lock our doors, Jungkook along with some servants reached the crime scene. "Taehee, why are you shouting?" A man, who was a little more interested in matters then he should be, asked nosily.

"I saw dada and eomma making kids! Now they will make a sibling for me. Yes!" Taehee jumped around while the man was at a loss of emotions. "You know what, Mr Lee? My parents are very kinky."

As if this wasn't embarrassing enough, people now started congratulating us like we just won Olympic medal for Korea. "Congratulations sir, congratulations ma'am."

Even Taehyung couldn't come up with an answer so he just pretended to choke and die which had no effects. Just then I realised Jungkook was standing there too. He can help me. I tried talking to him telepathically.

"If they are really making kids then, we should not disturb them, am I right?" Jungkook advised and they seemed to agree on the topic. I expected him to help us and he gave them this reason? Just wow.

Before leaving, they bowed and wished us Goodnight. My heart was wanted to reply with 'some people didn't let it be a good night' but then timely I thought against it.

I was left alone when the other men dispersed and the father got on his duty to help his obnoxious kid to sleep.

I didn't wait for him to return because...why should I? It's not like we have to make kids or something.

The next morning...

I woke up to no traces of the much-expected presence of Taehyung. He usually left early but since it was a Sunday morning, I was more curious about his disappearance. Continuing with the daily routine, I headed to the gym. "G'mornin! Have you seen Taehyung?"

"Good afternoon, Y/N." He emphasised on the word 'afternoon' to mock me for my forever lasting unpunctuality. "He had some visitors and from what I eavesdropped, you might have places to visit today."

"No wonder why I felt the sun was too bright for eight in the morning today..." I murmured after confirming the time from a wall clock and indeed, it was past 12. "And places like..?"

Before Jungkook could spill more information he gathered from spying, Taehyung returned from the meeting. "Hey, Kookie! Y/N, you're not dead? What a surprise! Good afternoon." He over exaggerated and I simply rolled my eyes.

"God! Your daughter. I see why you don't have a second child." I laughed like a lunatic but Taehyung and Jungkook didn't seem to get the humour. It was only after Jungkook mouthed 'shut up' that I realized I wasn't supposed to joke about that. 

Taehyung rather looked in distance and spaced out. To bring him back and also, to change the topic, Jungkook asked: "Tae, what was that meeting about?"

"Ah, yeah, t-that." He cleared his throat before speaking to avoid the embarrassment of voice cracking. "They came to give a formal invitation for watermelon awards. It's tonight so be prepared, Y/N." 

"Oh, yeah! Y/N, it's your time to shine! Keep my tips in mind and I know you'll do great!" Jungkook cheered me with his whole body. When I turned away, it was an opportunity for him to speak out his actual thoughts in Taehyung's ear. "I'm not sure about it going right." and the latter tensed.

Later that evening...

On arriving at the venue, we headed inside a magnificent English style hall. Flashing lights followed all the big celebrities while hardworking producers like Taehyung, who stayed behind the cameras, weren't quite chased by the reporters. I was scanning the room when my eyes landed on certain someone standing a good 20 meters away from us. "I-Is t-that P-P-Park S-SeoJoon!? Oh, fuck! He's waving at you! I'll cry—"

"Y/N, stop. You're Minhee right now who's suave enough to not freak out in front of her husband's famous friends. Get yourself together." He sternly placed a hand around my waist while directing a bright boxy smile towards the male who enthusiastically waved at him earlier.

"But... If he came here then I'll really..." I breathlessly let out when the actor turned to walk in our direction. 

Taehyung sighed and shushed me. "He won't." And then it happened. We watched a huge crowd of cameramen and reporters block his way. It all came down to one apologetic smile and that was our cue to stop waiting for him.

Visuals were served like shots of tequila and I already felt intoxicated even from a safe distance. All the big actors and actresses talked amongst themselves as the show was scheduled to start in 30 minutes. We had more casual middle-aged men belonging to the same profession greeting us than hot and young artists.

I let my gaze wander around in the room to take in more handsome faces and envy all the beautiful ladies that could lure any men. Suddenly, I felt as if I was living a dream when I spotted my favourite idol. "Don't tell me that's Min Yoongi!?" I grabbed Taehyung's forearm in excitement, turned him around and subtly pointed at the man I was staring at with teary eyes. 

"Yes. Seeing him for the first time?" He quipped. On hearing his highly senseless remark, I gave him a disgusted look while pausing fangirling. Yumi and I were crazy for this underground rapper who then became a global sensation.  

"No, he was my neighbour. We use to meet every day. Freak." I rolled my eyes but I didn't even want to blink them as he was there. Yoongi, my favourite rapper was there. That tongue technology.

Without any conscious efforts, I started walking towards him in a way similar to that of a metal getting pulled towards a magnet. Taehyung was quick to pull me back though. "Oh, c'mon you're not going to meet him like this. You look horrible making that face."

"You see my foot? Talk to it rather! You can't stop me from meeting him too!" I slightly pushed him away but the alcoholic beverage in his hand spilt on my dress to take revenge on his behalf. "What the hell!?" 

"God, you're so clumsy. Go to the washroom to clean it." He ordered in a very disrespectful manner.

"And, God! You're so dumb. Just tell me the way to the washroom already." I snapped at him in great annoyance. He kept on accusing me for his mistake! Could have held the glass tighter!

He folded his hands over his chest and when I didn't give any reaction he sighed, "Take a left turn from there and the washroom would be visible, only if you aren't blind." He scoffed.

"Fuck you—uh-uh, I mean thank you," I smirked at the sudden drop of emotions on his face while he just tried to shoo me away. On the way to the washroom, I kept my head as low as possible to avoid unwanted attention.

Yeah, you invariably stop seeking attention when it's your nature to trip almost every second.

"Excuse me, that room's for males, beautiful lady." A man called out from behind in a flirtatiously melodic voice which sounded familiar too. I bit my lip in embarrassment and took a 180° turn to apologize.

"I am sorry." The same words left my mouth over a hundred million times as I bowed repeatedly. My face was too flushed so I stopped myself from having a sneak peek of his face.

"It's alright, gir—." His voice trailed off when I finally revealed my face and also observed the same eyes, nose, lips that were once all mine. "Y/N!?" He questioned audibly while I experienced a mental frenzy.

Jin !?

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A/N:- ayo readers!
Stay healthy and happy!