Trigger Warning:- Hella long, boring and shitty chapter.

Taehyung's P.O.V

Watching my fiancé rushing to the female restroom, while her making clacking sounds, I sighed. Ruffling my hair, I just looked at Areum who just flashed me a smile, but for some reason I couldn't smile back.

Placing a peck on my lips, Areum spoke, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"But she is not fine. I swear I saw tears in her eyes," I said. "Now I feel bad." Areum didn't say anything, just nods, bitting her lips.

"Taehyung," Jimin calls from his table. I turned my head towards their direction All of them signalled me, to come to their table. Without any hesitation, I walked towards them.

Hoseok Hyung moved a little, and patted me to sit next to him. I sat even though I was about to fall, but regardless I adjusted.

"That girl is really short," Yoongi Hyung commented, while sipping his coffee. "Like without those high heels, she would be mistaken as a kid."

"You're the one to talk Hyung," Hoseok Hyung says to Yoongi Hyung, and both Jimin and Jungkook started laughing. Yoongi Hyung smacked the back of Jimin's head, "The fuck, you're laughing for?"

"Ouch! Why did I even sit near you?" Jimin huffed, crossing his arms, and then he looked at me, "She is also dark, and... fat."

"That's slightly offensive to say," I say.

"But no, she really is. Did you see her thighs—it's so fat." Jungkook said while pressing both of his thumbs and pointer fingers together. "It's this much fat."

Hoseok Hyung says, "She seems nice. I mean she looks....harmless." 

"You're only saying that because she called you, and your ugly hat cute." Yoongi says, rolling his eyes, "Why does this Woman find ugly things cute?" This statement made Hoseok Hyung glare at Yoongi Hyung.

I exhaled a big sigh, which grabbed all the male's attention. Jungkook asks, "What's wrong?"

"Tell me what's actually not wrong?"

"Your health," Yoongi Hyung answers which made my eyes roll. I muttered, "Hyung please."

Jimin raises his palm, and cleared his throat, "Look the girl is kinda ugly—a complete opposite of Areum. I meant to say that, 'Areum' means 'beautiful'—which infact she is, and your ugly fiancé...." He trails off, "umm whats her name?"

"Fun fact, I also have no idea."

"Whatever. My point is, one year is definitely a long time and many things could happen. For example, Taehyung could fall in love with his wife."

"What?! No way! Never!"

"Yes we know that wouldn't happen because she is ugly."

Hoseok Hyung was beyond confused, "I still don't get? Stop beating around the bush, and speak clearly."

Jimin groans, "What I wanted to say was. If that Taehyung's fiance was slim, pale and pretty, Taehyung might fall in love with her, and probably the divorce would never happen, and Areum would be heartbroken. But since she is ugly, getting divorce would be easy, and the one year just pass away like that." He flicked his fingers in the air with sass.

"What if she falls in love with Taehyung?" Yoongi Hyung asks, "It will be rough for her. Poor girl." Then he looks at me, "What will you do Taehyung?"

Yoongi Hyung's question caught me off guard, my mind went blank. I shrugged, "She won't fall in love, I already told her about Areum. If she does, after divorce she will move on—she have to."

Suddenly there was a moment of silence, and Jimin's eyes darted towards Jungkook, "What're you thinking?" Jungkook didn't reply, he was so zoned off he probably didn't hear Jimin. Hoseok Hyung snapped his fingers infront of Jungkook's face, which pulled him out of his thoughts.

"So what circus was going on inside your little skull?" Asks Hoseok Hyung, putting one arm over his shoulder and ruffling his hair.

"Well...," Jungkook trails off, "When Jiminie Hyung said how both these female are opposite of each other, so I just gave a thought about it."

"And?"

"Well Jimin Hyung is fully accurate. Like Areum Noona is tall, your fiancée is short. Noona is thin, your fiancée is fat. Noona is pale, while your is brown. Noona is beautiful, whi—."

I slammed on the table, "Can we just stop talking about her appearance, like just stop. Ok I agree, she is not pretty as Areum, but she is not that bad y'know. You guys don't have to talk harshly."

All of them put their hands in the air in the form of "surrender". I added, "And one more thing she has pretty eyes, and pretty long, thick lashes too."

"And how do you know that?" Yoongi asks, raising his eyebrows. He has suspicious look on his face.

I roll my eyes, "Well duh, I have to look at her face while talking, so I noticed. She has nice eyebrows too."

Coughing lightly, Hoseok Hyung opens his mouth, "That girl is actually not bad....I mean she got some big stuffs." Then he looks at both Yoongi Hyung and Jimin with a sadist smirk plastered on his face.

Everyone was confused, which includes me too. "What big stuffs? Tell me Hyung, please?" Jungkook whines.

"It's an adult conversation. You're still a kid Jungkook," Yoongi Hyung replies, and flashes a wink at Hoseok Hyung before sipping his coffee.

Hearing the word 'adult', it clicked my mind what friends are talking about. My hands automatically flew at the back of Hoseok Hyung's head. "Pervet" I muttered. Everyone choked out a laugh, and Hoseok Hyung high-fived Jimin.

Jungkook understood, "Oh! You guys were talking about her a—"

Suddenly a loud footsteps could be heard, and it was getting louder each second. "She's coming! She's coming,"Jungkook whispered, and pushed me to go. But instead I fell from the chair, but I quickly gott up, and ran to my table.

I was panting hard, and was exhaling heavily due to sudden running. "What happened?" Areum asks worried, putting her palm over my shoulder.

"Nothing..." I took a deep breath and regained my posture, "..it's just that she is coming out of the restroom, so I have to come back quickly to avoid any sort of suspicion. I'm glad the table was exactly near the restroom or else God knows what would happen."

Areum nodded and then looked up, "You're back." I also tilted my head, and saw my fiance walking stealthily towards our table with a big smile on her face. "I'm back guys," she said with a cheerful voice and sat down.

I noticed her face—her lipstick looks darker, her eyes were more decorated with makeup and her hair more styled.

"Sorry, I was late," she giggles, pushing her hair behind her ear.

"It's ok," Areum replies.

"Soo..umm I gave a thought about this—this whole stuffs." She looked at both us before continuing, "And yeah I agreed."

"Really?!" Both Areum and I asked in unison.

"Nah I'm playing with you both. Just kidding, of course yes." My fiancee says with a genuine smile. Excitement washed over my body, and quickly hugged Areum.

I looked at my fiancee, who was looking at me. "Thank you," I said. " I owe you a lot. Don't worry after one year everything will be free—free from me and all the problem, and you can find someone who will genuinely love you."

"Yeah yeah whatever," she rolls her eyes. "You know lovebirds, you both will have slight problem," she looks at Areum, "especially you, pretty lady."

"Why? What do you mean by slight problem?" Areum asks, fear and woriness spreads across her face.

"Well..as you know my Korean father is not an ordinary billionaire, but a multi-billionare which means that he is sorrounded by muti enemies." My fiancee explains, "So there are people who would try to do anything to destroy his company and reputation. And if anybody finds out that his lovely step-daughter's has affair with some lady, then it will be an useful tool to sabotage him. But as for I,his daughter would never in million years would let that happen."

"W-we will be careful," I reassures but she shakes her head. She says, "Easier said than to be done, and I'm sorry to say I will get to decide when you both can meet each other and where to meet."

"What?" I asked, shocked but she shrugs. "B-but I—"

"Look I swear, I will not separate you two but you have to understand this is about my father. Just like you're marrying me for your father's sake, I also have to do this for my father's sake. If you don't agree then I take back this marriage."

"No! No! We both will do as you say, isn't Areum?" I look at Areum, who was nodding vigorously.

"Yes, ofcourse. As long both me and Taehyung can meet each other, then I have no objection."

"Good. After marriage, never be present anywhere near house because these medias are really cunning people, but yeah you can call him, text him or do video chatting, I don't mind."

Areum nods, "Ok. I got it."

"After stepping out of this road, you have to stay thousand miles away from him. And if you ask why, then the answer is that in every top headlines the announcement of mine and Taehyung's engagement is already announced."

"Oh."

"Yeah oh!" She says. Keeping quiet for a moment, she suddenly glares at me, her eyes looks fierce, "Remember, and keep this stamped inside your pretty little heads. If any either of you ever tried to embarrass my father—I don't give a fuck, if it's intentionally or unintentionally. I will not hesitate to ruin either of you. Taehyung, your father's company will be crushed to the ground. And you Areum, I will handle you by myself."

"Ok! Ok! I won't meet him, without your permission." Areum says, and I can see a  faint smirk appearing on my fiance's lips, but she quickly suppress it.

"I promise, I will not break your relationship, but there will be so many obstacles..but that's life. Telephone communication is unlimited, but face-to-face meeting is almost impossible."

"I understand," Areum says.

"Great...umm now, let's celebrate. I'll pay." My fiancé says, "Do you guys like milkshake?" Both Areum and me nodded at her question. "Which flavours?"

I was hesitant, "Look I can pa—"

"No!" My finance raises her palm, and smiled, "It's my treat for both of you. Just chill." I sighed, and nodded and let her do whatever she wants.

Asma's P.O.V

"So what flavours?" I ask.

Taehyung answers, "Well Areum's favourite is Strawberry flavour and I will like to have Chocolate flavour." He looks at her briefly, and both of them shyly smiles. I have to urge to roll my eyes for witnessing an unwanted PDA.

"Waitress!" I call out, and immediately a woman arrives at our table, "Well I would like to have one Strawberry milkshake and two Chocolate milkshakes and..." I order, and took out some money from my bag, and give it to the her, "Take this money in advance for the payment of the orders. And the balance money you can keep it as your tips."

"But Ma'am that's a lot of money."

"You're welcome," I smiled at the waitress and in return she thanked me and left.

The couple in front was looking at me with a blank expression. My eyes automatically went to Areum, "We have to exchange seats."

"Why?"

"My mother will persuade me to show her pics, and if I don't have any, then....she would be upset."

"Ok, no problem," Areum shrugs and got up, and with that we both exchanged our seats. As soon I sat near Taehyung, my heartbeat increased drastically and I was fying inside. But I know clearly, the man beside me was far beyond my reach. Even though we are close, our hearts are distant, his heart belongs to someone else

"Selfie?" I asks, and Taehyung seems confused. Without answering him, I took out my phone and open the camera application, and make it selfie mode.

"You take it, ok?" Taehyung nods and I handed to him. We both were ready, but out of nowhere my nose felt tickled, and with that I let out a loud sneeze. The momentum caused my body pull forward. Taehyung flinched and Areum screamed in horror.

"Alhamdulliah. Ooh damn," I sniffed, rubbing my nose, and I can see mix of terror and confused expression written on both—Taehyung's and Areum's faces. My loud sneeze created a pin-drop silence throughout the whole restaurant, which grabbed every single breathing person's attention.

"Excuse me humans, but I'm not sorry for my loud sneeze. Sorry not sorry guys." I announced, and searched for my mobile in Taehyung's hand. I laughed when I saw the image that has been captured during my sneezing moment.

My mouth was wide open with a funny expression, and Taehyung's face was priceless. "Delete it," Taehyung says and I shook my head.

"Nope. Ugly pics are useful tool for laughter in our leisure times." I just admired the picture. “Now let's take a really good selfie. And Taehyung, please your expression shouldn't be gloomy or upset, you should look like you're the happiest man in the world and you're dying to marry me."

Taehyung was stunned, before nodding. Taking the device from me, he lifted in the air on his left side. We both posed for the first real selfie of us together—flashing a bright smile to the front camera.

Even after getting a picture, I was still dissatisfied, and was suddenly craving for more. "Umm Taehyung, we look distant, and my mother would be upset seeing this pic. We should be more closer which involves slight skinships. Only if you don't mind doing that?"

I immediately looked at Areum, "If only you don't mind Areum? I will stop if you don't like it."

"No! No! I don't want your mother to be upset. And of course I don't mind." Areum says with a genuine smile.

"Ok," I shrugged. "Taehyung, let's take more selfies." He nodded, and with that both Taehyung and I took more selfies until I was satisfied. Some of them were funny poses where Taehyung was being his natural self, and some of them were couple pics, each selfies from different angles. What was most unexpected was that Taehyung enjoyed each and every second of it, and was laughing wholeheartedly at a times.

After we are done, I noticed a slight unamused expression on Areum, and I felt guilty about it. "Areum we can exchange seats now." Our order—the milkshakes arrived as soon as Areum got up from her seat.

"Umm Areum I want some pictures of us together with milkshakes too," I pleaded, with doe eyes, and Areum mutually agreed. Taking the two chocolate milkshake, and giving the strawberry one to her, I also handed her my mobile. "Too much selfies, I need some real pictures too."

Areum didn't hesitate, and did what I said. Both Taehyung and I posed like couples, with milkshake glasses in our hands and the straws engulfed in our lips. Just some few clicks and I stopped.

"Enough pics for today, let's exchange seats, Areum." I sighed, getting up and went to original position—which is away from Taehyung, because even if we were tied together, our strings of heart would be too short to connect.

Taking out my earphones, I connected with my mobile. "You lovebirds do your things, and pretend I don't exist here. Let me drink my milkshake in peace." I plugged those earbuds into my ear, and increased the volume of the music so that I don't want to hear anything from anybody—specifically the two people infront of me.

The couple was more than happy at my offered words, and became engrossed in their conversations, and actually forgetting about my presence. Even though the music was loud, I still could hear their faint laughter and conversations. Uninterested, I diverted my attention by glancing at the busy road filled with busy people, while taking modicum sips of the liquid through the straw.

Getting bored, I just went through my gallery and was looking through pictures that has been taken today. If anybody sees these pictures, they will undoubtly come to a conclusion that we're the most happiest couple, but nobody knows the hidden truth behind those pictures. Sighing, I closed the gallery and started playing 'Piano Tiles' only so that I can pass my time.

———

I slightly flinched when I felt a hand over my shoulder. Removing the headphones I glanced up at owner of the hand—who none other than Areum, looking down at me with a genuine smile. Taehyung was just behind Areum, and I looked at them with confused and questioning look.

Areum understood, “We're late." She says, and I glance at my pink watch and realized how time went by without us noticing.

"For how long,? Damn my parents must be thinking something else." I chuckled, and put all of my equipments inside my bag. Standing up, I could feel neck stiff, and can practically hear my spine crackle as I tenatiely straighten up and roll my shoulders. A groan made it's way past by my lips at the sheer discomforts lodged into my every vertebrae. "Oh damn," I muttered as I took few steps away from the table.

"So... the Engagement ceremony is day after tomorrow," I say and looked directly at Taehyung, whose face was puzzled. Ignoring him, I faced his girlfriend while taking her hand, my lips spreading into sheepish smile, "I'm sorry.. I want to invite you, but you know....you can't tolerate seeing him getting engaged...but we can send you pictures—only his ofcourse, so you can admire how handsome he looks.”

Areum nodded, "It's ok." Detaching her hands with mine, she sighs, scratching the back of her neck. Suddenly the phone in Areum's hands vibrated. Switching on the device, she reads the words that popped on the screen.

"My father will scold me if I arrive home late. Taehyung how will go?" Taehyung's eyes widened, and his lips quivering. "I d-don't k-know." Taehyung stutters out, “My fr—I mean taxi....yeah taxi.”

"None of guys own a car?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows, and the couple shook their in unison.

Taehyung nervously laughs, "We both can go by taxi, you can—”

I cut Taehyung off, “You don't have to get a taxi. I can drop both of you off.”

Areum was perturbed, "Please, don't burden yours—”

"I wasn't asking you both, I was commanding. Now both of you, follow me.” I opened my bag, and I took out my car keys.

Taehyung was silent for mere seconds before replying, “Thank you..umm Miss umm." He sighs, biting his fist for unable to comprehend my name. My eyes rolled instantly at his actions, and I turned my back and made my way towards the restaurant's door.

I could hear Areum giving a harsh slap on Taehyung's arm, "Idiot. Didn't even bother to know her name. Stupid." With that she fastened her steps without him, and was following me.

After stepping out of the restaurant, I pressed the unlock button on the key, and headlights of my favourite car blinked. Opening the door I got inside, and sat down at my seat, and twisted the key in the keyhole, and the engine started. I could hear the door opposite of me opening with a click, but I stopped the person who ready to get seated inside.

"Suit yourself at the back, I want Areum to sit here.” Taehyung's eyes widened, his face is clearly evident he is slightly offended—either because of my unfriendly tone or because of the slight harsh words, but I couldn't care less about it.

With a slight nod, Taehyung went to backseat while Areum sat next, adjusting her seatbelt while I started driving my car. "You're not wearing seatbelt," Areum points out, and I shrug my shoulders.

"Areum, do you even know how lucky you are?" I asked, turning on the air conditioner. The whole car was engulfed by the cool air. "As I was saying, as a woman you should be greatful that you are able to get education, able to achieve your ambition, able to do things of your choice?"

I looked at Areum's confused face in amusement, "Which direction?" I ask. "I will drop you first."

"First left, then straight and then again left. There is a small shop, you can drop me there. My house is nearby."

"Okay," I say as I turn on the radio, and the whole car was filled with a calm classical music.

There was moment of silence before Areum spoke up, "Umm what were you saying about me getting education, and other stuffs?"

I smirked, "Because you and me are lucky or better word you can say is Privileged." I looked at her for once, before looking back at the road. "To be honest at first I was totally uninterested about you studying medical and shit," I exhale a deep sigh before continuing, "But few moments later I was really happy that you are achieving your goals and dreams."

"I still don't understand what you're saying? What do you mean by privilege? And what is so big deal about my ambition?"

I let out a chuckle, "Big deal? I know getting education, doing things of your own choices, choosing your own lifestyle or partner is normal, but that's not what patriarchal male-driven society thinks. All our Bengali, Korean, Indian, Arabian and other ethnicities of female ancestors were deprived from basic necessities which women like you and me are getting without any descriminations. Our female ancestors endured forced marriages, sexual abuse, physical violence and complete deprivation of education, autonomy and suffered decades of centuries. Women were looked down, and were treated like dirts only for having vaginas and breasts. And for all basic rights which you said were normal wasn't normal for Women, but was very normal for Men. Men got everything they want without even asking for it, but our female ancestors had to fight for it, only to consider females as humans not an sexual object or property to be tossed around."

After finishing, I looked at Areum and was welcomed by her shocking face. Her eyes are widened, and mouth is slightly agape. I continued, "When I said you and me are privileged or lucky, what I meant was that, even in this century there are billions and billions of Women who are mistreated because of their gender, and are ripped off from their rights. It is very common in shitty Muslim countries, many underdeveloped countries of Asia, Africa and other parts of the world."

"Oh, I had no idea." Areum says in a low voice. "I never thought that way. The world is really cruel."

"Yeah, I am so proud of those Women who fought for our freedom. You can find so many unappreciated and underrated Korean feminists if you search it. Today's Korean women should be thankful and grateful for them."

"I was never interested in history but maybe I will do today."

"In our school history books you won't find any chapters of those brave Mughal female fighters, or you won't find any chapters of Elisabetta Sirani, a brave artist who chopped off male rapist's head." I sigh, and turned my wheel in the left direction.

"Yeah, no wonder History is boring. It's mostly about men. Very few females are appreciated."

"You know there is a brave Bengali, Muslim feminist—Begum Rokeya. In one of her famous essay 'Burqa' she posits 'Unless we receive higher education, society will not achieve progress. As long as we are not equal to our men in the spiritual world, the mere hope of progressis nothing but a mirage. We must cultivate all branches of knowledge.' Her writings speak about the importance of women’s education. Damn, she is an inspiration."

"Wow," my ear perked up hearing Taehyung's voice. I look behind, and see his amazed and astonished face. I blush and look forward at the road. I felt like my heart is doing summersaults because of happiness.

I parked near the small shop where Areum said to. "We have arrived." Areum looked around for reassurance, and unbuckled her seat belt. She looked at me with a bright smile, "Thank you so much for the lift. I'm sorry for burdening you."

I smile back, "No you're not. But I'm sorry for blabbering too much."

Areum panicks, "No! No! You're amazing. I'm glad you said me. You opened my eyes, and my mind." I blush at her words. She then looks back and waves, "Bye Tae." With that she left the car.

"Areum wait!" I can hear Taehyung shout from the back. He hurriedly left the car, and shut the car door with a loud thud. My eyes followed him, and watched how he rushed to his lover and hugged her with full energy. My heart clenched when I saw hot Taehyung's hand we're placed at Areum's hips, but my eyes are still glued at the sight. Areum wrapped her arms around his neck, and brought their bodies together. My hands on the stirring wheel clenched tighter, when Taehyung engulfed Areum's lips with his, and she does the same. Even after finishing their deed, they both stared into each other with adoration.

I wanted to run my car over them, but I know I can't and I won't. Taehyung was still looking at Areum, even after she bid her farewell, and went to other direction. Loosing my patience, I yanked the car horn and Taehyung jumped in horror. I gestured him from inside my car, to sit next to me. He understood, and did what I gestured him.

"So, my pretty fiance..." Taehyung looked at me immediately and replied, "Yes?"

"Tell me, my father-in-law's address. I have to drop you also."

Taehyung looks hesitant, "Umm c-can you drop me back to the restaurant, I have dropped something."

"What did you drop?" I asked, looking at him with suspicion. Taehyung didn't answer for a good minute, and just muttered a low "please".

I rolled my eyes in annoyance, and started driving back towards the restaurant. The whole car was in silence, only the classics music playing, so I decided to burst the silence, "Taehyung, you really love her, don't you?"

"Yeah I do," Taehyung replies, a smile was forming on his plump lips.

I change the topic, "So what do you do? Or what you want to do?"

"Joining father's business, and become the next CEO."

"That will happen after you get married to me. Damn marrying me has so many perks. Kim Taehyung becomes CEO Kim."

"Uhh yeah. Thanks." Hearing this, I quickly parked at sideway, and looked at Taehyung in shock.

"What? You're thanking me? For what exactly?"

"Yeah, I am thanking you," Taehyung took my hands, and looked at me with a genuine smile. "You're willing to do so much sacrifices for me, which I never thought you would. I will never forget about you, and your kindness."

Taehyung's words made frozen in my place. Does he really thinks his cute and kind acts won't make me fall for him? He made me fall for harder than I should. Each and every second I feel more like a masochist—a lovestruck girl waiting idly for getting heartbroken by Kim Taehyung.

"Meet me tomorrow, at the same place." I say in flat, monotonous voice and remove my hands from his. "And remember. Not a single person—not even your girlfriend, or definitely not any of friends should know about our meeting. Got it?"

Taehyung immediately nods, and then asks, "But why?"

"Because I said so. You stepped into my life, created a huge mess, making me loose my mind and you have the audacity to ask why?"

Taehyung looks confused, "B-but why? I do—"

"Give me your phone." I order, and Taehyung does what I told. He handed me his device after typing the pin.

Going to contact, I entered my phone number and saved the contact name as 'Wife<3'. Giving back his device, I look directly into his eyes, "You should change your lockscreen pic, and also delete every couple pictures you upload in social media. Tell Areum to do that too. I don't want media to take chances."

Taehyung understood, and nods his head. "I will do it by today itself. And I tell Areum too." I nod at his words, and start the car engine, and drove towards the restaurant.

An idea popped in my mind, as I reached the restaurant. Taehyung was about to step out, but I stopped him. "Taehyung wait! I have something to say."

"Yes."

"You know I was really offended, when I learned that you don't know my name. In fact, you didn't bother."

"I'm sorry, I know it hurted you—"

"It hurted more than you can imagine, but that's not the point here. What I was saying was, that you have twenty four hours in your hands to learn about my name and do my research without any help from anyone—not from Areum, and also not from any of friends or family."

"Okay....Then?"

"Then what? You call me. You have my number. I hope you do it sincerely, as I say."

"Okay I will do it." Taehyung sighs, and just kept staring at outside. "I'm sorry for the disrespect."

"You should." I say immediately, and his face turn towards me. "Please, don't bring anyone tomorrow."

"Ok I won't."

"Thanks. You can go now. But I have one more request."

"Tell me."

"Leave. You won't like it. Forget it, you can go now."

"I won't mind it. Tell me. Don't hesitate."

Gathering my courage, I inhaled and exhaled a deep breath. Looking directly into his brown eyes, I spoke, "I want you to kiss me."

Taehyung's eyes widen. He gasps and chokes, and I laugh at his horror reaction. "Not on lips of course. On my cheek or on my forehead, either one. Don't kiss me if you don't want to."

Taehyung just stared at me blankly. His silence treatment building up my embarrassment, and I started regret at my choice of words. "Fuck it! I apologize. Just go away. Shoo shoo." I buried my face in my palms.

I was expecting the door to open, and Taehyung to leave. But instead, I felt a pair of fingers brushing against my dark locks of my curly hair. I removed my face from my hands, and saw Taehyung smiling at me, while his long, delicate fingers were pushing few strands of my hair behind my ear.

Placing both of his palm against my cheeks, Taehyung brought his face foreward. My eyes simultaneously shut, when Taehyung placed his plump lips on the skin of my forehead. Even though it was for few seconds,tingles were controlling my body inside out, even after he let go of my forehead. Goosebumps appeared on my skin, and a shiver ran down to my spine, when I felt those familiar lips lingering on my right cheek, and then again on my left cheek.

A heavy, almost scarlet blush creeped onto my cheeks as I opened my eyes, as saw Taehyung smiling at me. Our lips were few inches away, and his hands still not leaving my face. My eyes shifted towards at his lips, and so does his on mine. I felt him leaning closer to mine, without breaking our eye contact.

Unintentionally, I put my left hand on the car honk, and because of slight pressure on the back of my hand it pressed the honk, and sudden loud noise punctured the dominating silence, and both me and Taehyung flinched.

We both seated back to our usual position, and neither of us uttered a word. I let out a light chuckle while glancing at him, "I told you, either forehead or cheeks. But you did on both places and also on both cheeks."

"Ah yeah. I did."

"And you expect me to not to fall for you?" I ask to him, more to myself in a low, inaudible voice.

"Huh? You said something?"

"Yeah I said you to get out. Everything is done." I point at the door, and Taehyung looks at and then again at me. Shrugging his broad shoulders, he  opens the door and escort himself out.

Exhaling a deep sigh, I quickly started my car engine, and drove off to the nearest park—far away from the restaurant, especially from Kim Taehyung. This man has barely entered my life, and my life already turned upside down.

Reaching the park, I just stroll through it. I have no specific route of destination, I just allowed my heart to guide my way. I just allowed train of thoughts dominate my mind, and make me sad about it.

Why do I even like him? Why did I fell for him, without barely knowing him? Why did I even think he was single? With that face any girl would be ready to spread their legs.

Finally reaching under a big, abandoned tree, I just stared at the dark, brown bark. When Taehyung's smile popped in my head, I started kicking the tree. "Fuck you Kim Taehyung!" I shouted at the unresponsive tree.

"Fuck your smile! Fuck your kindness! Why couldn't you be a jerk, so that I could hate you? Why are you so nice? Fuck you!"

"Why did you kiss me? You should have said no. You should have been a jerk."

"Why you wanted kiss on my lips if you have a girlfriend? Why are you so pretty? I wish you were ugly. Fuck you!"

After giving the tree soereally good, hard kicks, I stopped and was panting hard. Catching my breath, I hugged the tree and kissed on the rough wood. "I'm sorry Innocent tree, but Taehyung is most wonderful and also most deadliest thing happened in my life." I just stood there for  good few minutes without moving any muscle of my body

Suddenly loud thunder noises cleaved through my ear. The water drops from the above sky falling drastically on the land of the earth. Hurriedly I rushed out of the park and went inside my car, managed to escape from getting heavier soaked.

I just admired the clear crystalline water droplets hitting the earth floor, from the inside of my car. The unexpected reason I admire them was they create indescribable wonderthat you can never choose from.

The buzzing sound of my mobile pulled me out of my endless thoughts. There was an unknown number displayed on my mobile screen. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but I picked up. Before I could even speak, the person on the other line beat me to it.

"Asma."

I didn't know I was missing the sound of his voice. I didn't think I would want to hear his voice again but I need it. The pulsation in my head gradually lessened, and alll my worries vanished with the echo of him saying my name sweetly.

"Asma, my fiancee, it's you right? Hello."

"Yes it's me Taehyung. I'm glad you called." In fact I was more than glad. "Now bye. Don't forget about tomorrow, my pretty fiancée."

With that I quickly cut the call, and screamed in happiness. Starting the car engine, I blasted the music in full volume, and started driving towards my house. The thing about me saying Taehyung being my Not-So-Fiancee, I take him. I'm too in love with Taehyung, even if my love for him remains unrequited.

A/N:- If you're reading this then it means this talentless Author loves you, because you wasted few minutes of your life to read this shitty chapter.

Sometimes I dream about being the most famous Wattpad author, and my books getting published (like Anna Todd). But then I laugh because I know I can NEVER reach that level.

Even though my username name is "SmallBengaliWriter", I mean I am 'small' and 'Bengali' but I'm not even close to be called as 'Writer'.

Because a Writer needs creative and amazing writing skills, which I completely lack of.

I don't why I am writing this A/N but these days im really upset. I'm upset about myself, my writing skill, my stories and my life. My life is in a complete mess and I wanted to rant. Thank you for your time 🤗😘.