One year ago when Y/N was working her shift in the café. She was a waitress, serving what the people would order.

One day, a man came and ordered a cup of Americano. When the barista finished making it, Y/N placed it on a tray and took it to the man who ordered it.

The man was odd. At least he was odd for the café. It wasn't the best place to be honest, people like him would always go to the fanciest places ever.

He was wearing a suit which screamed rich, with shining watch and what not?

However, she didn't care too much, and she went to serve him the drink without even looking at him. "Enjoy." She said and turned around to walk away but was stopped as the man spoke up.

"I won't without you, honey."

She turned around and looked at the man with shock in her eyes. Then immediately looked away with fear of interacting with him. "Please take a seat, I would like to have my coffee in your company, beautiful."

She didn't know what to do. If she sits, then what about her work? What will her boss say? And the man's voice was so demanding that she thought if she doesn't take a seat, she will be dead.

Y/N turned her head and looked at the barista who was looking at her with the same fear. And not only the barista, the other workers and even the boss too.

She then noticed the way all of them were mouthing her to do as the strange man wishes. Little did she know, he was the well known mafia.

She sat down across from him, her hands fiddling with her apron and she looking down.

"Look at me, lovely."

God why was he using these nicknames? She hated it. The way his calm yet so demanding voice called her by thoes names.

She looked up at him, orbs shaking. The man radiated negative. His aura was negative. Only seeing him made you relize that even looking at this man is a wrong thing to do.

"Marry me." He simply said. Just like that. As if it was an easy thing. It wasn't. "And I will do what ever you want. Just name it, and it will be in the palms of your hands the second later."

Did he know that she still is young for that? Did he know that she is a social anxiet? Did he know that she is still recovering?

No. Or maybe yes. Because he knew everything about literally everything/one.

Y/N thought deeply when he said that he'd do anything for her. That moment, she struggled paying her mother's hospital bills and medicines. So that was the best way, she thought.

She accepted it. But in one condition, and that was "Keep this a secret." And the man agreed.

"That was how it happened...."

Y/N told all of them. She never thought sitting with all of her friends in the same room would be so difficult. But now she was relived, after finally telling her friends about how she married that man.

Yoongi let out a sigh. "You knew that we could help you. Paying for your Mother's needs." He said.

"Of course. But... you guys were already helping me enough, you know for what..."

•

"You sure you'll be fine alone at home? You know that Jimin and Sham won't mind you staying at thier home."

"Of course I know Taehyung," Y/N answered the worried boy who drove the car towards her home. "I am fine now. And I don't want to be a burden for them any more."

She looked at him as she spoke while he was concentrating on the road he was driving on. As cliché and odd as it sounded, the girl was hoping for Taehyung to say come and stay at my house or let me stay with you in your house.

Why? Why am I so attracted to him all of the sudden? Why can't I get enough of him?

No matter how hard she tried to find the answer, she just could not find them. She had no idea that her heart had feelings for the boy who was by her side for the past week. She had no idea that her body was craving more and more for Taehyung after knowing how good looking and how good he actually was. She had no idea that she was having a crush on the guy who just recently had came back from Germany with his daughter.

"Okay then, whatever you want." Taehyung agreed. "But you have to tattoo what I am going to say now in your mind." He removed one of his hands off of the steering wheel just to raise his index finger at her while telling her what was in his mind.

"One, whenever you needed anything, you are going to call me to get it to you. No matter what the thing is. Two, whenever you felt bored, sad, I don't know, anything - you are again going to call me and I will be there for you. Three, whenever you needed company, me and Haru are always free to give one. So feel free to call us. Four, who ever tried to hurt you or bother you in work or anywhere, you are going to what? Call me. Understood Y/N?"

She stayed still for a few minutes before blinking away from the index finger he had been keeping in the air for her while speaking. She looked at nothingness while her mouth created a small gap.

She didn't know how to feel. His voice was deep; even hard and demanding. But somehow she felt the worriness behind his firm and demanding words. He is worried about me.

It wasn't her first time seeing someone being worried about her though. Her group of friends were always worried about her 24/7. But him, Taehyung, taking care of her and being worried about her, was a different topic.

It made odd and unhealthy things to her heart to be honest.

She didn't know what to say expect a small yeah with a nod of her head. They reached infront of the small house of hers. She unbuckled the seat belt and looked at Taehyung. "Thanks. Would you like to come in?"

"I don't wanna bother you-"

"You won't." She cut him off. He looked deep into her eyes, his heart picking up it's pace at her response.
"Come on, stay here for a bit."

"Okay." He breathed out. It was like the girl was hypnotising him. He could not say no. Also let's mention how bad he wanted to spend more minutes or even years if it was possible with her.

He turned off the car and they both went out of it. Walking towards the house, she noticed the lights of her living room turned on. She didn't mind it alot since she didn't remember the last time she visited the old house of hers.

They walked to the door and she took out the key then inserted it in the keyhole. When she turned it, the door was already opened. Did I forget to lock it? How odd. But yet again, she assumed that maybe she was too busy to even lock the door.

Y/N and Taehyung walked inside the house. Him feeling nostalgic after seeing the home after so long.

However, thier steps halted when they saw one certain person sitting on the single couch.

The one and only Li Jihun.

"Hey wifey, long time no see."

The duo only looked at him. Y/N was shocked. How come I forgot about him? She totally didn't remember him for the previous week. Maybe because of her Mother's death? Or maybe Taehyung had occupied her mind alot?

"J-jihun-"

"What are you doing here?" Taehyung cut her stuttering in between.

"Oh, look who's here. Hello handsome man." Jihun greeted the angry boy with his sickening fake smile.

His hands were buried in his trousers's pockets, his hair was neat and he smelled like his usual expensive cologne that Y/N hated the most.

Y/N was always afraid of being too happy. Because whenever she got too happy, always bad things happened after.

And that bad thing that happened after that days happiness - which was her time with Taehyung - was Jihun appearing in her house like the ghost he is.

Jihun looked away from Taehyung, and looked at Y/N, who didn't know how to feel at all. Why is he always here? Why can't he let me rest?

"I am sorry for your loss, Y/N-ah." The man again faked a hurted expression while telling her the words.

Then she remembered. My mom is dead; I have no reason to be with him anymore. She fisted her hands and her eyes lit up at the realization. She held her head up and looked at the man's eyes.

"She's gone. So go away and do not appear in my life ever again."

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The official worst chapter of About Our Love.

Idk what is wrong with my writings!

Anyways, I hope u enjoyed... (?)

-Taehyung SoulMate