The studio was buzzing with energy as Luna prepared for their highly anticipated group album. The girls were all hyped, brainstorming ideas and discussing concepts for the upcoming tracks. Soo-yun was in the corner, running through some vocal exercises, trying to focus and block out the noise. But it was impossible. Her group members—Nam-ra, Lily, Mei, and Aera—were all gathered around, their curiosity clearly piqued about one thing in particular.

They had been unusually quiet until now, and Soo-yun knew it was only a matter of time before the questions started flying.

“Hey, Soo-yun,” Nam-ra started, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “How’s it going with Mr. Kim? You know, the future… husband?”

Soo-yun’s grip tightened around her microphone as she glared at Nam-ra. “We’re not even remotely close to being anything like that, Nam-ra. Stop calling him that.”

Lily leaned in, grinning. “But, come on, Soo-yun, it’s Kim Taehyung! You’re gonna be related to him! Think of all the perks.”

Mei waggled her eyebrows. “Yeah, you’re gonna have his phone number on speed dial! What’s it like? Is he as handsome in real life?”

Soo-yun resisted the urge to groan. “Please, just stop.”

Aera was practically bouncing in her seat, looking at Soo-yun with excitement. “What’s the deal with his abs? I bet he works out like crazy. Have you seen him shirtless? Tell us everything!”

Soo-yun felt her cheeks burn with frustration, and she shot them all an icy glare. “Why does everyone think that I know the details of his body? No, I haven’t seen him shirtless. I don’t go around looking at his abs. And I certainly don’t have any ‘intimate moments’ to report!”

Nam-ra nudged Mei, whispering loudly enough for everyone to hear, “She’s definitely seen him without a shirt at least once. She’s just playing hard to get.”

Soo-yun was ready to lose it. She slammed her hand on the table, making the girls jump. “I don’t care about his abs! Can we focus on the album? We have work to do.”

The teasing didn’t stop, though. Lily smirked, crossing her arms. “So you haven’t seen him naked?”

Soo-yun’s jaw clenched. She looked at each of her group members one by one, narrowing her eyes. “Seriously? Can we just get over this?”

Aera giggled. “Come on, Soo-yun, we’re just asking! You can’t blame us for being curious. You’re going to be family soon!”

Mei chimed in. “Oh, and when you guys finally get married, you can tell us everything. Every detail. We won’t judge.”

Soo-yun buried her face in her hands, exasperated. “This is ridiculous. I barely know the guy, and you’re all acting like I’ve already spent my honeymoon with him. You’re giving me secondhand embarrassment.”

Nam-ra raised an eyebrow. “Then tell us, what’s the worst thing about him so far? Give us the juicy details. We won’t judge that either.”

Soo-yun shot up from her seat, her patience clearly worn thin. “You really want me to go there? He’s arrogant, rude, condescending, and the last person I would ever want to spend more time with. Are you happy now?”

The girls stared at her for a moment, wide-eyed. Then, to her surprise, they all burst out laughing.

“You really don’t like him, do you?” Lily teased.

“Not even a little?” Mei added with a grin.

Soo-yun crossed her arms tightly, shaking her head. “No, I don’t. And frankly, it’s none of your business.”

Aera pouted. “Come on, Soo-yun. I get that he’s your future ‘husband,’ but a little bit of gossip never hurt anyone.”

“Enough!” Soo-yun said, her voice firm. “Let’s focus on the album. I’m here to work, not to discuss my forced marriage. Got it?”

Nam-ra raised her hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. We’ll stop. But we’re still going to get all the details one day, you know.”

“Not happening,” Soo-yun grumbled, still glaring at them.

The group burst into laughter once again, and for a brief moment, Soo-yun couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Even though she hated the teasing, she secretly appreciated that the girls were trying to lighten her mood. They didn’t know what she was really going through, but they were making it bearable with their laughter, no matter how annoying it could get.

But as they continued discussing their album concept, Soo-yun couldn’t push away the thought that, no matter how hard she tried, her life was about to get a lot more complicated—and she wasn’t sure how much more of it she could handle.

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The playful banter died down as they started to dive into serious talk about their album. The girls began brainstorming lyrics, melodies, and ideas, their earlier questions all but forgotten as they focused on the work ahead.

But deep down, Soo-yun couldn’t shake the feeling that this whole situation with Mr. Kim—no, Mr. Kim—was far from over. She didn’t know how she was going to survive it, but she was determined not to let it affect her focus. Not when Luna was relying on her.

Still, the teasing from her group and the thought of spending more time with him made her wonder just how long it would take before their constant annoyance would evolve into something... completely different.

Maybe one day, she'd find out. But for now, there was an album to make.

Absolutely! Here's the continuation where Taehyung calls Soo-yun while she's at the studio with her group:

〘✦〙

Soo-yun stood in the middle of the dance studio, her arms crossed as she observed her members—Nam-ra, Lily, Mei, and Aera—gathered in a huddle, chattering away excitedly. They were in the middle of discussing the upcoming album, with each of them eager to contribute their ideas for the concept and tracks. Despite the excitement in the room, Soo-yun's thoughts were elsewhere, mostly occupied with the lingering awkwardness from her dinner with Taehyung and the arrangement her parents had insisted upon.

"Hey, Soo-yun," Nam-ra said, nudging her gently. "You okay? You’ve been quiet today."

"Yeah," Soo-yun muttered, her gaze still distant. "Just thinking about some things."

Before any of the others could reply, Soo-yun’s phone buzzed in her pocket. She glanced down and instantly froze. The name that flashed on the screen made her sigh deeply—Kim Taehyung. She wasn’t in the mood to deal with him right now, but she couldn’t exactly ignore the call either.

"Ugh," she muttered under her breath, already regretting the decision to answer.

As she tapped the screen to accept the call, her group members, who had been curiously watching her, noticed the name too. They instantly surrounded her, eager to hear what was going on. Their faces lit up at the prospect of hearing from Kim Taehyung—none of them had missed the drama at the restaurant, and now they were ready to pounce on anything that could give them more entertainment.

"You're answering him?" Lily asked, raising an eyebrow.

Soo-yun rolled her eyes, already knowing what was about to happen. "Not like I have much of a choice," she said, holding the phone up to her ear.

"Miss Lee," Taehyung’s voice crackled through the speaker, deep and nonchalant, though she could sense a hint of annoyance behind it. "I need you to—"

"Mr. Kim, I’m in the middle of something," Soo-yun interrupted, her tone icy. She wasn’t in the mood for his usual arrogance today.

Her group members leaned in even closer, their eyes wide with excitement. Aera, the most enthusiastic of the bunch, whispered loudly to the others, "Oh my god, it’s Taehyung! What’s he like? Is he as serious as he seems?"

Soo-yun gave them a sharp glare, hoping they’d take the hint to quiet down. But of course, that only made them more excited.

"Let me guess," Nam-ra teased, "He’s calling to check up on you, huh? Just making sure you’re... not too upset after last night?"

Soo-yun didn’t answer, just letting her phone rest against her ear as she tried to drown out her members' whispers. But when Taehyung spoke again, his voice made it impossible to ignore.

"Miss Lee," he said, slightly more firm now. "You’ll need to come by the studio later. We need to discuss some things—"

"Ugh, Mr. Kim," Soo-yun snapped back, her patience already running thin. "I don’t have time for this right now. I’m at work. Can we—"

Before she could finish, Lily stepped closer, practically bouncing with excitement. "Wait, wait! What’s happening? Is he really telling you what to do? Does he—"

Soo-yun gave her a sharp look, her grip tightening on her phone as she tried to maintain some semblance of control. "Lily, not now," she hissed, before returning her focus to the call.

Taehyung’s voice came through again, calm but slightly amused. "It seems you have a lot of distractions around you. Can you hear me fine, Miss Lee?"

Soo-yun could hear the hint of sarcasm in his tone. It made her blood boil, but she held back. "I hear you just fine, Mr. Kim. What’s so important that it couldn’t wait?"

There was a pause on the other end before Taehyung finally spoke, his tone more serious now. "I’ll text you the details. But it’s important."

Soo-yun rolled her eyes, muttering under her breath. "Fine. Whatever. I’ll be there."

As she hung up, she turned to face her group, her eyes narrowing at them. "Happy now?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

They all burst into fits of giggles, clearly enjoying the situation way more than she was.

"Oh my god, did he just call you ‘Miss Lee’? That’s so formal!" Aera said with a grin. "I thought you two didn’t get along!"

Soo-yun’s glare could have cut through glass. "We don’t," she replied flatly. "But clearly, we have no choice in the matter."

"Can’t wait to hear how you two end up together," Mei teased, winking as she walked away. "I bet it’s gonna be an interesting ride."

Soo-yun buried her face in her hands, utterly defeated.

"You guys are the worst," she muttered, but her group was already lost in their own conversation, laughing and making plans for the upcoming album. Meanwhile, Soo-yun couldn’t shake off the feeling that her life was about to become much more complicated than she had ever imagined.