A/N:- Just to make things clearer, Taehee does know about being adopted. It has been hinted in the 15th chap. 

I don't think it's easy to hide the fact that someone is adopted from the one who's adopted. My brother makes me feel as if I'm adopted all the time...

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Y/N's PoV

Am I drowning? Is this a dream? A wet one? Heck—that's not possible! But still, why do I feel like water is replacing oxygen in my lungs?

Respiration became an impossible process and it forcefully pulled me out of the surrealistic surroundings. "The fuck?!" The liquid flow past my neck as I sat upright abruptly. A certain weirdo stared down at me with a proud grin on his face. "What the fuck was that?!" I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled him closer to wipe my face which took him by surprise.

"What was what?" He started putting an act of being an innocent bird who didn't know a thing in life.

"When you're dead, you don't know you're dead. The pain is felt by others." I said out of the blues. "The same thing happens when you're stupid." I am so sassy.

His cheek bone shifted upwards, makin his eyes disappear when the man laughed. "Go and get ready. We won't like to get late, right?" He ordered once he stopped laughing at my a little too true joke.

"Talking about me, just me" Placing one of the hands on my chest and bobbing my head slightly I resumed, "I won't even like to go with you cause, guess who's too mischievous for my liking? You! So I would have to ask you to get your ass away from me. Bye."

The actual reason was, sloth was certainly my spirit animal.

He stumbled a little when I lazily pushed him back. After gaining his balance again, he shouted, "What the heck Y/N? I said I am sorry—"

"No, you didn't." I pulled the sheets to cover my face while trying to become soundproof.

"So what? I am saying that right now—" He walked the signature walk before pulling the sheets off me and begging for forgiveness.

"No, you aren't." I lifted my leg to kick him but his wilful self helped him block it right before it could mercilessly move him away.

"I am fucking sorry." He said throwing his hands up in defeat. "Is that okay with you? It isn't exactly a good thing to cancel reservations just a moment before and I am all ready already—"

"Fucking shut up! You give me a headache." I shouted back. Men like him shouldn't be left in open. I must contact asylum as soon as possible. "Will you excuse me so I can get fucking dressed up too?"

"Language..." He said before practising his old habit of eye rolling.

A Few Minutes Later...

The first dress that caught my eye when I walked in my closet became the dress for the night. Dabbing my face with minimal makeup, I stood in front of Taehyung while wearing the heels that matched perfectly with my effortlessly pulled off look.

Taehyung's eyes held no emotions when met with mine. He didn't freeze or appreciate me. Not that I expected him to after looking at myself in the mirror. "You literally went in a second ago... how come you're ready so quickly...?" He questioned my superpowers. As an answer, I just flipped my hair which then got tangled and I had to excuse myself to comb them again.

He sighed in exasperation before grabbing the car keys and pacing towards the door. I followed him quickly. "Hey dude, how are you?" He started talking to someone. I swiftly walked to match his steps and bowed in front of the person he was talking to.

He gazed at me in embarrassment when I realized that there was just a car, no human. "Whom were you talking to?" What if he had the powers to summon demons?!

He shyly opened the door for me and made himself comfortable in the driver's seat. Pulling the seatbelt across his upper chest he said, "Maybe, the car?"

I gasped at his reply while almost trying to break through the windows and get out. "Set me free! It's not safe to drive with you! You're a psycho!" He gave me an apologetic look, dipping his whole existence in embarrassment.

I got convinced by the look he gave me and agreed to trust him with driving. To prove himself, he stayed really quiet and glued his eyes to the road. After several miles of silence, I spoke up. "There's a question I wanted to ask you ever since you told me about Taehee's adoption." He didn't respond. Not even 'hmm' or anything but I still continued, "Taehee looks quite similar to you, how come?"

He sharply applied the brakes which were successful to throw me forward. "It's just a coincidence. You must've noticed that she doesn't look like Minhee." That statement made me realise how less I noticed Taehee... "Our destination is behind you." He pointed towards the window behind my back. The neon lights penetrated through the glass to the interior of our car.

"I haven't gone clubbing for so long. Damn, I really miss Yumi but fuck her, I'm so excited!" I said amidst the severe mood swings and Taehyung just stared back blankly. I didn't wait for him to clear out his confusions and escaped out of the vehicle almost immediately.

The music blared loudly from the speakers but it wasn't a usual club where sweaty, drunk teenagers danced as if they will never get the chance to flaunt their talents again. The place was fancy with mostly elderly people drinking quietly. 

Bummer!

We secured a seat in front of the countertop. The shelves in front of us were filled with expensive varieties of drinks. The alluring bottles held in some dark liquids. 

Taehyung asked the bartender to serve us some drink I could hardly hear the name of over the loud music. He leaned in and shouted, "Enough about Minhee and Taehee and me. Tell me about Jin. How was life with him?"

"Similar to shit, duh." I dryly shouted back, telling myself to concentrate on the present instead of a horrible person who ruined my past.

He leaned in again and shouted, "I mean, how was he?"

"Similar to shit—oh, wait, you're talking about him as a person? I thought you repeated the last question again, lol." I joked as if it was really a mistake. Everyone knows I heard his question well.

Our conversation was cut short by the bartender placing quite a few shot glasses in front of us. "Here we go!" Taehyung picked a nice glass and brought it closer to his face saying, "Watch me drink it all in one go." Very confidently, he turned the bottom up but maybe he wasn't that prepared as the drink flowed down from the sides of his mouth.

Even the bartender snorted at his idiotic move. Taking that as a lesson, I didn't try to be over smart. "Cheers!" I said before chugging down the drink.

4 shots later...

"That bloody bastard, mother fucker, how could he dump me like that? That daughter of a bitch didn't deserve me in the first place." I tapped the fourth glass on the table a little louder with the curses that carelessly left my mouth. Taehyung started laughing and it irritated me. "Why the fuck are you laughing?"

"He can't be a daughter, he's a man." He corrected me while trying to control himself.

"Man of a bitch." I wiped off my tears with a tissue someone threw at me to indicate that I was disturbing them by crying out loudly.

"That makes you a bitch then cause he was your man. By the way, ew, Y/N, that was a used tissue!" Taehyung pulled a disgusted look at my ungraceful act. I extended my hand to pick another shot glass but he stood up and held my hand to stop me, saying, "Enough drinks for today. Let's go back home."

I threw the glass that was in my hand near his feet. It shattered into a thousand pieces just like my heart. He instantly stepped back and thankfully, he didn't get hurt. "Stay quiet, you little shit," Soon, another tissue paper hit my head.

Taehyung meekly sat back in his place and watched me doing shots and cursing occasionally. "I am not paying the bill anymore." He backed out.

I spat the liquid back in the glass as I remembered losing 1$ to Jungkook for fainting when Yeontan pooped on me. That was probably all I owned. He smirked in victory. "Hey! stop smirking. Your smirk..." I couldn't complete my sentence because in a drunken state, finding words to describe his effect on me was impossible.

That smirk didn't disappear. It stayed there as if it was illustrated by God by a permanent marker. "My smirk?"

"Your every action pushes me closer to the edge of this cliff. Cliff of love." If it wasn't my looks which made him stiff or speechless before, then my words surely had that result. He ran short on dictionaries to find the correct reaction. "I was standing at the edge trying to save myself from falling down but now I see myself failing to do so. All because you don't stop smirking, I've been pushed with a larger force this time and I am falling down. I am falling in love with you!" I shouted a little too louder than the last few times and then again, a tissue hit me straight on my face. "Fuck you, hoes!"

All that mattered at that moment was Taehyung's face which was ripped off of every emotion and I knew what my next move was.

I started leaning in and he started leaning back. His pace was two times slower than mine as if his brain and heart got into a serious debate. I was quick to do what I wanted to do. I closed my eyes to drown myself in that moment.

It wasn't an accident this time, it was a drunken mistake.

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A/N:- Hello ppl!
Did I say I'll update after my exams? I wasn't quite well so I took a break from studies and wrote this chap. Now bout Taehee having same features as Taehyung...coincidence do exist. Even my lil cousin has a boxy smile but that doesn't mean she's Taehyung's daughter. Stay healthy (unlike me lol) and happy!