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"no honeymoon????" taehee's eyes almost popped out to the floor when taehyung mentioned that. "but why??"

"just because," he shrugged. taehee clenched her fists and somehow bottled up her feelings from letting it out.

but that's the only chance i have to make sure that you will fall in love with me being crazy during our vacation  and secretly smile while looking at me because i'm cute :((

she let out a heavy sigh and lean her back to the chair. they're having a discussion about their life after marriage (at the kitchen). and both of them just agreed to live with each other, and support their businesses.

honestly taehyung shouldn't even worries about his new company, because taehee was about to give everything she have to him. all she need is heart and his d-- lol ok.

"what with your face?" he asked when he saw that long face of hers.

"what? i look like this since i was born," she replied.

"don't tell me you're upset about that no honeymoon thingy?" he scoffed. taehee pretend to puke and roll her eyes. "don't call it honeymoon, it makes me cringe, euw. i just want to have a vacation, do you know how tiring my life is?"

"you're over acting it for someone who runaway from home when your dad told you that you're marrying a stranger." he pick the file and lightly hit her head.

"fuck you," she murmured. "it's not runaway from home by the way. its called escaping the reality. get your fact right mr kim."

"whatever you say, mrs kim." he shrugged it off and take out his phone. "give me your number again. i lost it that day."

"ohh smooth way of flirting i see, don't worry don't worry i will print out thousand copies of my business card for you," taehee winked and get another hit on the head. "wHAT THE FUCK." she almost screaming.

"what's wrong with you today, song taehee? give me that number, now." he calmly said, like some normal male human.

you're sooo damn lucky that i love you, tae fucking hyung.

they changed their numbers again and taehee's brain just went blank as an empty canvas when it comes to what should i put as his contact name? question.

kim taehyung is somewhat too formal.

husband is too obvious that i'm actually crazy about him.

my snack is perfect but i have to explain shit if he saw that.

what the hell why it's so hard to choose when i dragged my  feelings to my phone book?

wait-- what he saved me as??

taehee sneak a peek to his phone and barely saw 'babo'  displayed on the screen. she furrowed her brows and snatched the phone from him. "babo?? RUDE,"

taehee was about to change it but taehyung is faster. he grabs his phone back and stick his tongue out. "it's fit you well, stupid."

"that's rude,"

"thank you," taehyung winked.

"it's not a compliment,"

"sure,"

suddenly her good mood flew over just like that. taehee throw the file on the table to his face and gets into the room. she managed to slam the door, btw to tell him that she's pissed and it's not going to be an easy fix.

"what's wrong with her?" he asked himself. "i thought babo is cute though?"

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"i hate him,"
"i hate him so much,"
"i fucking hate
kim taehyung,
i want to punch
him,"

"you love
him,"

"i know,"

taehee sobs to the pillow and kick out her feet in the air. while hwasa is shaking her head and listens to her friend's sudden mental breakdowns.

"i legit got no
vacation, and
he called me
stupid,
my life is
over,"

"that's
sad, i must
say."

"life hates
me,"

"life hates
everyone."

"say something
nice can't you
see that i'm
actually tearing
up now?"

"literally i can't.
i'm in my office
and you're, well..
in your house so
yeah,"
"but girl why are
you weak?"
"you're
song taehee remember?"

"that's what
my ID said."
"what if my actual
name is that sore
loser from earth-?"

"get your
shit together
and call me
again,"

"noo--"
"hello?"
"biitch,"
"omg hwasa left."

taehee sighed. can't he see how much i tried to be nice and sweet to him :( she thought. while she's thinking of plans to have taehyung crazy about her ; he knocked the door.

"why," she asked.

"open the door," he said.

"i'm stupid. i don't know how to,"

"i'm sorry about that. i want to formally apologize so please?"

"...."

"and i want you to choose where you want to go for this one week vacation,"

+a/n;
hope it's not boring :'))