"Jung Soohyun."

That name's starting to make me feel like lighting myself up on fire and disappear.

"What?" I reacted, as calmly as possible, "She's in the same department as you?"

"Yeah. Well you know my dad won't say no to her," Taehyung said, sighing heavily.

"Well, you'll be fine, right?" I asked.

"Her presence already makes me nauseous," he said, gagging.

"You're not gonna ask me to join the firm too, right?" I asked, a little bit hopeful that he would want to get me join the firm, but at the same time I thought about the current job that I have.

"Of course not," he said, and I slightly sighed, "What if Soohyun acts up at work then you'll get into trouble with her."

"Oh," I simply reacted, soullessly.

He rested his head on the table, "I'm ruined."

"Don't think too much and eat up your noodles. It's turning cold," I said to him.

"Easy for you to say, idiot. I'm gonna suffer for 6 months working with her until she leaves Seoul," He groaned, "Won't you be jealous though?"

I looked up at him and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, "Why would I be jealous?"

"Well, you know, Soohyun's gonna see me more often than you will," he said, wearing a smug on his face.

"And why should I be jealous? Isn't that great, not having you around," I replied, grinning.

He gasped, mockingly. "Taehyung is hurttt," he said, putting his palm over his heart and dramatically pretended as if he was shot.

I chuckled at silliness, "Yah, stop fooling around and eat up."

"I'm not gonna eat this anymore, there's too much water," he said, standing up from his seat.

I frowned, "Hey! But I already made it for you!"

"Too bad," he teased, sticking out his tongue at me, "Eat it alone."

Taehyung ran off, all the way upstairs to his room. "KIM TAEHYUNG!" I yelled, but he didn't even turn back to look at me. I sighed, bitterly slurping the noodles that already turned cold.

***
That night, I was sitting alone in my room, scrolling through my phone. Then I remembered something.

I've got work tomorrow.

I smiled, excited. I went up to my closet and took out the apron and hat that was given to me earlier in the afternoon. I put them on, then scrutinised myself on the mirror. Looks fine.

Suddenly, someone knocked on my door. Shocked, I quickly removed the apron and hat, hiding them under my blanket, then jumped on my bed, pretending like I was simply resting.

The knob clicked and the door flung open, "HELLLOO! I knocked on the door before entering!"

"What are you doing here? Get out," I said to Taehyung, wrapping myself in my blanket.

"Why? Are you naked?" He smirked while walking towards my bed.

"YAHH! I'm not! And don't walk any further in, you can't pass the red line," I warned him.

His steps halted just before the red tape. He looked down at it, before looking back up at me.

"Why haven't you remove this stupid boundary red line yet," He said and rolled his eyes.

"Because I don't want you to sit anywhere on my bed or mess up my room or even touch my things," I said.

"Yahh, you think this dumb tape can stop me? Look," He said, repeatedly stomping one foot after the red tape.

I chuckled, "You only dare to put a foot over the line, but you feel threatened to walk over, that's good."

"You'll regret if I dare to walk over."

I quickly shot up from my bed, standing on it and stared down at him. "Don't you dare or I'm gonna jump on you and attack," I threatened, "I've gained some weight staying at home doing nothing."

He chuckled, when suddenly he caught sight of something beside my foot, "What's that apron doing there?"

I looked down and my heart skipped a beat. I quickly picked it up, hiding it behind my back, "I, uh, I brought an apron when I moved in here."

He stared at me for seconds in confusion. I thought he was gonna get suspicious on me, but instead, he burst into fits of laughter. "WHY? You're gonna cook?" He said in between his laughter, his face turning red because he laughed that much.

I bit my bottom lip. "Ahahah, yeaahh I am," I laughed along, although not knowing what's so funny about it, then I quickly kept the apron in my drawer.

After Taehyung was done laughing at me, he regained his composure and looked at me as I lay back down on my bed.

He cleared his throat, "Can I just walk over with your permission though?"

I sighed, "Fine fine, whatever."

Taehyung smiled as he skipped over the red line. He ran, jumped and then landed on my bed, partially on my legs. "YAAAY!" He cheered.

"TAEHYUNG AH!" I shouted, "I said you can walk over but not sit on my bed!"

He smiled sheepishly, rolling off and walked over to sit on the chair by my bed.

"What are you doing here though?" I asked.

"There's nothing to do and you're the only human in the house to speak to," He said, fiddling with my stuffs on the drawer beside him.

"Okayy..." I said, feeling awkward because I didn't know what to talk about, "Can I ask you something?"

"Nope," he answered.

"Tsk," I clicked out of annoyance, "I'm serious."

"Fine, what," He looked at me, waiting for my question.

"What if... I still go out to work, without you knowing?" I asked.

His eyes widened, "If you dare to and if I happened to find out, I'll chop your hands and sell it off."

I gulped. That's harsh.

"But you're not secretly going out to work, right?" he questioned me.

"Uhh... Of course not!" I lied, faking a smile.

"Good," He said, "Weekends are coming though, I can bring you out. Where do you wanna go to?"

"Nowhere. I don't wanna go out with you," I said, pulling my blanket over my body.

"Why?"

I sighed heavily, "You know, I'm still remembering the day when you told me to get into this fake marriage thing and said you won't control my freedom."

He gulped, "Uhm, what?"

"You said you won't control my freedom," I repeated, "Well, I don't think you should stop me from going out anymore."

He looked guilty. "Listen up Hyejin, I have reasons for it. You know, about Soohyun right?"

"What can she do? I can just call the cops if she tries to hurt me," I said, stating a fact.

"Yeah sure, try call the cops when you're already on the floor, motionless and badly bruised," He said, scaring me.

I looked away, "Whatever, goodnight Taehyung. Please leave."

"You're mad?" He asked.

I grabbed the remote on my bed then switched off the lights, "I'm going to sleep."

"You sulk so easily," he said, turning the table lamp on.

I looked at him in the dim light, "I don't care anymore. Just go to sleep. You've got work tomorrow."

I heard him sigh. "Eyy you can't get mad at me for things like that."

"I'm not mad at you, I'm just sleepy," I told him.

"Well I guess its time for emergency measures," he said, and I could see him smirking as he stood up from the chair.

I gulped. "Don't come closer," I picked up one of my stuffed toys and pointed it at him, "I'm warning you."

"I feel so threatened by a stuffed toy, ooohh," he mocked me.

He walked closer towards me, rolling up his sleeves.

"EUAARGHH!" He showed his elephant moles to me, "The elephant's mad at you."

I looked at him, stifling my laughter, "You're really bad at jokes."

"Aish, whatever. I'm off to sleep, wake up early and make me breakfast tomorrow, araseo?" He reminded me and ruffled my hair.

"You wish," I chuckled.

"Goodnight idiot," he said, walking out of my room.

***
A disturbing noise woke me up early in the morning. Not again.

I opened my eyes, and my vision was blue and blurry.

I furrowed my eyebrows, removing the blue sticky note from my forehead that was written - 'Hyejinnie Pabo.'

Just then, I heard noise coming from Taehyung's room. I groaned, rushing to his room, turning the door knob and flung the door open. "Kim Taehyung!"

He was engrossed, singing his trot song while putting on his coat, that he didn't notice me.

I stomped into his room, took his phone and stopped the music playing. Only then, he realised I was there.

"Oh my gosh, you're up early," He said, "Good, make me breakfast."

"Excuse me? I'm going back to sleep. Don't make so much noise," I nagged, making my way out of the room before my arm was pulled by him. I turned around, facing him, "What?"

"Help me with my tie, idiot," He said putting the tie on my shoulder.

"No, I'm done hearing you say my breath stinks," I said, throwing the tie on the floor.

"Your breath--"
"SHUT UP!"

"STIIINNKKSS," he said, sticking out his tongue.

I frowned at him, turning around and was about to walk out again when suddenly the back of my shirt was pulled, "You're not going anywhere until you tie for me my tie."

I sighed, relenting.

I picked up the tie, putting it around his neck, honestly, prepared to hear him say something annoying again.

Suddenly, he brought his two palms on each side of my cheeks, squishing my face. "Aigooooo when did you get so prettyyy."

"YAAAAH IT HURTS," I whined, and he chuckled and finally let go of my face.

"Bye idiot, don't leave the house alright," He reminded me, grabbing his car keys and suitcase.

"Want a hug?" He asked, stretching his arms wide.

"For what?" I raised an eyebrow, but I was actually flattered.

He took steps closer to me, "I've got a presentation today and I must do well so maybe you can give me encouragement?"

I laughed, "Uhh, fighting."

He rolled his eyes, walking out of his room, "Useless kid."

I watched him as he walked out, when suddenly he turned around, running towards me and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me real tight for a quick second.

He released the hug, then looked at me, "Thanks," he said, running out of the room again.

I stood frozen, my toes were curling up, still in the state of shock.

This idiot.

***

Before noon, I was packing my stuffs, ready for my first day at work. I cycled to the cafe and gladly, I was punctual.

I put on my apron and hat, and a staff at the cafe started briefing me about the things I needed to do.

Hours later, I was kinda good to go.

About 4 in the afternoon, I was wiping tables, until a customer walked in the cafe.

"Welcome in, sir," I greeted him with a friendly smile. He returned the smile, but it slowly faded the longer he looked at me.

I studied his face. He had a lengthy hair, he wore glasses and had a beard.

And he looks familiar.

"Take a seat," I said, still studying his face.

He smiled again at me, then making his way to an empty seat.

Who is he?
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A/N ;

Sorry for the boring chapter gosh this is because I've ran out of ideas lmao too much math formulas taking up my brain.

Who did Hyejin meet? :o

This is probably my last update before 8 October asdfghjkl. Do look forward because I'll be updating this fanfic often and also come up with new fanfics aka the one that I unpublished - "Just You || park jimin" and a new one would be on SISTAR's Bora.

Thanks for reading, you guys are amazing (: I promise to make the next chapter more interesting w/ more TaeJin moments. ><