Taehyung's pov

I opened the door, frowning when I heard the sound of different voices. Obviously, Jungkook had someone over I didn't know. I listened carefully, and when they laughed, I knew.

Papa and Jisso (Hobi hyung sister) had come to visit.

Interesting.

I reached behind, reopened the door, letting it shut with a bang. "Jungkook! Where are you, sweetheart? €ome give your man a congratulatory kiss!" I shouted with a smirk.

He appeared from around the corner, looking startled. "Tae?" I opened my arms as I went toward him. "Get over here, you."

He hurried forward and I grabbed him, swinging him around. He laughed at the unexpected move, and before he could say anything I set him on his feet, cupped his face, crashing my mouth to his.

A strange warmth filled my chest-no doubt gratitude that he was playing along-as he tugged on the back of my neck, bringing me closer. He whimpered softly as my tongue slid in, tangling with his, and I couldn't help the groan that escaped. Kissing him wasn't a bad perk.

The clearing of a throat behind me made me smile against his lips, and I acted startled, jerking back. "We have company?" I asked, knowing papa and Jisso could hear everything I said.

"Yes."

"I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not. I was too excited, sweetheart." I ran my finger down his cheek. "I couldn't wait to get home and share with you."

He stared up at me, looking every bit the loving, hopeful fiancée. "Eomma is here," he breathed out.

I turned and smiled. "PAPA!!!!.....,Hello, Jisso. "

Jisso smirked at me. "Sorry to break up your moment. I can leave."

I wound my arm around Jungkook, tucking him close. "No, it's fine. I was just . . ."

". . . excited," papa finished for me. "Does that excitement have anything to do with a meeting you had with your father?"

I grinned and nodded.

Jisso clapped her hands and beamed at both Jungkook and me. There was no other word to describe it- her face lit up like the morning sun indeed hobi hyung sister. "I'm so pleased."

"I am , as well"

"we're going to head out. I think you two need to be alone."papa stated

"You don't have to leave,papa please" I insisted.

"No, it's fine." he slipped on his coat. "I wanted to give kookie some decorating magazines and tell him about Jimin's pregnancy. He had mentioned now he had time, he wanted to add a few touches to the place." he glanced around with a grimace. "Really, Bear, you should have made him do it sooner. It's so obviously a man's well a tops's place."

I looked around.

It was? It looked fine to me.

"He can do whatever he wants. I keep telling him that." I hoped my reply sounded sincere.

"Excellent. Look over the magazines, bunny, and we'll go shopping." he giggled. "Maybe the other ones will inspire you, too."He said with a wink.

Jungkook's cheeks flushed, which made me curious why magazines would embarrass him.

After mid air kisses and laughter, Jisso and papa left. Jungkook and I stood, looking at each other.

"Do you want some coffee?"

"That would be great."

I followed him to the kitchen, sitting by the counter. Idly, I picked up the pile of magazines, looking at the covers. My hand froze at the bottom two. They were thick, glossy, and the words "The Perfect Wedding" were featured prominently on both. I glanced up at Jungkook, understanding his reaction.

"Something you want to tell me?"

"Jisoo asked what our plans were. She thought these might help."

I took a sip from the steaming mug he handed to me with an appreciative sigh. He did make excellent coffee.

"Uncle Wang asked me about our plans, too."

"What are we going to do? They're going to keep asking. Applying for a fake wedding license was bad enough"

"I think this arrangement is going to have to go on a little longer than I expected. Three months isn't going to work."

He traced the edge of one of the glossy covers, his finger retracing a picture of a bookcase. "How long?"

"How would you feel about agreeing to a minimum of six months, with an option for another six?"

His mouth fell open in shock.

"Hear me out."

He Closed his mouth and nodded.

"I read the paperwork quickly in the car. Everything is going fine, except still there's a five-month trial period. I think appa's going to be watching. If you leave before then, or right after, it will look suspicious."

He didn't say anything, and he didn't meet my eyes. I felt the stirrings of panic building in my chest. I couldn't do this without Jungkook. I wanted to laugh at the irony. I had wanted to be rid of him for so long, and now I needed him more than I ever thought possible. Karma was, indeed, a bitch.

"We can rework the terms," I offered through tight lips.

He finally looked up. "Your terms are fine the way they are. I'm not asking for more money."

"You agree to stay?"

"For a year."

"Fine.I can work with that. By the end of a year, Board will see what I bring to the table. and make some story about us not working out or something and play like a heartbroken one or something like that and close the matter ." I drummed my fingers restlessly on the cold granite. "I do have one other thing I want to ask."

"Which is?"

"I'd like to cover all my bases. Make sure there's no room for doubt."

"I'm not following you."

I studied him for a moment, then spoke the words I never thought I'd hear myself say.

"Will you marry me, Jungkook?"

to be continued.....

Marriage???!!
Well... What will be Jungkook's reaction??