The day of your parents' anniversary turned in really quick and the interaction between you and Taehyung was kicking in often. Being on the last stage of your painting, the minor details were making you a bit frustrated and your back pain. You let out a deep sigh, "It's looking good till now." You gazed at the painting with only the details left, just the gradients and the shading.

Placing down the brush, you looked at the jug deposited on the bedside table which was empty, "Let's go and fill it up." You said to yourself, sauntering towards the bedside table and getting a hold onto the jug you made your way downstairs.

Sitting on the kitchen counter, quaffing down the glass of water you were talking with Mrs. Daisy who was filling the jug, "Mrs. Daisy, what do you think I should wear at my parent's anniversary party?" You asked, gulping down the water in your mouth. Mrs. Daisy looked at you, placing the jug beside your frame, "A bit elegant and beautiful. Why would you ask?" She asked.

"Hmm... Actually this is the first celebration after marriage and I don't know what to wear and what not, so I asked you." You looked at her as she smiled, "It's fine whatever you wear. It doesn't matter if you are married or not, just wear whatever you want." You twinkled at her thinking about the dress you caught a sight in the mall store, "I have to search for a dress." You muttered getting off from the counter.

You were about to hold the jug when you heard the doorbell ring, "Who is there at this hour?" Mrs. Daisy asked as you both walked to the lounge towards the main entrance in the foyer, "Who is it?" Mrs. Daisy muttered looking at the intercom. You squint your orbs at the screen, scrutinizing at the visage of the person which you remember from the day when you went to Taehyung's office, "Mr. Min." You muttered as Mrs. Daisy opened the door.

You gazed at the lad while he did the same before bowing to you, "How are you, Mrs. Kim?" "I am fine, Mr. Min. Please come in." You said as she took a step onto the foyer's periphery, "Thank you, Mrs. Kim but I have to go back to the office. I came to give this to you." He stretched his hand with the paper bag towards you while you wiggled between the bag at him with befuddlement.

"What's this, Mr. Min?" You asked as he answered, "It's from President Kim. He has sent it for you." "Taehyung sent it to me? What could it be?" You leisurely took the paperbag from him muttering a 'Thank you.' "No problem. Chauffeur is here only. I will leave now." He said before departing out of there. You turned around as Mrs. Daisy closed the door shut while smiling looking at you.

Walking up the stairs, "What could it be?" You said peering inside the paper bag while reaching your room before pushing the door shut of your room and making your way on the mattress.

Taking out the box from the paperbag, you read out the brand name, "Chanel." Pulling the ribbon off from the box in which the sky blue box was packed and settled together with the lid.

Your orbs enlarged when the same powder blue colour came in your view as you stretched your hand to skim your palm over the satin material. Holding the material within your fingers you stood up stretching your hands and gazing at the dress as your heart was enchanted with Taehyung's name and heart accelerating at its pace as your lips curved upwards.

Gazing at the dress for about a few minutes while smiling like a child who has gotten her favourite dress without telling anyone, "But how did he come to know that I wanted this dress?" Standing in front of the closet mirror, you placed the dress against your physique, "It's looking beautiful and winsome." You whispered, smiling at yourself in the mirror.

"How would I say thank you to him? Should I say it now or when he comes home but I won't be able to because he would straight come to the party. Should I call him? Yes, I should call him. But..." "But... His number! I don't have his number." Your eyebrows crumpled together and lips in a pout as you sighed, "I will ask Mrs. Daisy." You nodded to yourself before spreading the dress over the bed and walking down the stairs.

"Mrs. Daisy... Mrs. Daisy." You called her out as you heard her muffled voice coming from the kitchen, "Yes, Mrs. Kim." You sprinted towards her while holding onto your phone in your right hand.

You stopped at the threshold of the kitchen looking at her, "Mrs. Daisy, do you have Taehyung's number?" Her eyebrows collided at her glabella for a moment when she looked up at you from the boiling coffee pan placed on the stove.

"Yes, of course. I have Mr. Kim's number." She answered while you bit your lower lip within your teeth with a bit of too much pressure being abashed, "Can you please give me his number?" She nodded without making you more abash as you smiled at her before walking near the kitchen island as she recited Taehyung's number while looking at her phone, "Thank you." You smiled which she reciprocated.

You saved Taehyung's number in your phone sensing, herd of elephants in your stomach, jumping in there, "Should I message him?" You muttered walking out to the lounge. You opened his message before starting typing the message, "Hi! Taehyung." You typed before deleting the sentence, "This isn't seeming right."

"Good evening, Taehyung. I got the dress which you sent. And it's really beautiful. Thank you so much for the gift." You typed before clicking on send. "Hope he sees it." You skimmed your tongue over your lips before nibbling onto your lower lip.

Walking upstairs, you sat over the periphery of the bed, gazing down at your phone, waiting for Taehyung's reply.

In contrast, Taehyung was sitting in the conference room while resting his arms over the round wooden oak table and his phone was placed upside down being on silent.

You gazed at your phone, waiting for it to buzz at any moment, he would see your message. Stretching your lips together, you stood up walking to the painting you were making.

The visionary smile you have daubed over the canvas on Taehyung's visage, "I haven't seen you smile, even for once. I think your smile would be more beautiful than what I have painted here and your eyes would be gleaming just like the Sirius star in the night. I hope that day will come soon when I will be able to see you smiling." You whispered gazing at the painting, lips curving up.

"I hope he will make it into the anniversary party otherwise, I don't know what dad will do." You said making your way out of the bathroom after taking a shower as you sauntered towards your closet and donning yourself inside Taehyung's gifted dress, fitting your upper curves perfectly.

The Sun has already settled down into the sea, You have been really nervous and anxious since the morning about his appearance at the party which was making you edgy. Trying to keep that emotion aside, you looked yourself in the mirror ahead of yourself letting out a sigh.

You walked out of the closet to check on your phone, "Did he see my message?" He hasn't, you chuck your phone off over the mattress before slipping your feet into a white toe knot lace up high heels, going pretty well with the dress.
Gathering your tresses into a messy bun you embedded your head with a pearl headband, resting like a crown and wore long diamond earrings.

You perceived your phone ringing with the muffled voice over the mattress as you sprinted towards the bed, "Taehyung!" Stooping down, you pulled your phone to look at who it was, "Mom." You muttered before answering the call, placing it against your ear, "Yes, Mom." "Y/N... The party has started. When will you come?"

"Mom, I am just about to leave the house." You said, getting a hold onto your white clutch with a golden button embedded on it and the paper bag containing gifts, "You haven't left the house till now?" Your stepmother asked, looking at Yeonjun standing beside her with his hands pocketed in his pants.

He sighed, getting a hold on Mrs. Choi's phone, "I am just leaving and will be there in twenty." You said as you heard Yeonjun's voice over the speaker, "Come fast, Y/N. We are waiting for you. I wanna meet my sister." You smiled while egressing your room as he heard you giggle, "Yes, Oppa. I will be there soon." "Okay, we are waiting." He said before you both hung up.

"Mrs. Daisy, I am leaving!" You said, discerning him dusting around the lounge. "Okay, Mrs. Kim. Enjoy." You smiled at her before departing out of the residence. Chauffeur opened the door for you to get on the passenger's seat before he drove off to your parents abode.

Concurrently, Taehyung shook his hand with his partner as Yoongi helped him make his way out of the office while Taehyung made his way to his cabin, "It was a hectic day." Taking off his suit jacket, he propped it on the backrest of the chair, he leaned back on the chair letting out a sigh, "Oh! Y/N's parents' anniversary. I have got to go now."

Taking his phone and the suit jacket, he walked out of the room, "I will be off now, Secretary Min." He said, taking a glance at Yoongi sitting on the chair while he bowed to him.

Taking a glimpse at his wrist watch, Taehyung read out the time, "Eight." "It's already late. Celebration must have started by now." He muttered entering inside the elevator.

You reached your parents abode, when you entered inside the residence as your orbs were seeking for the certain ones while traveling all over the place of the crowd, you smiled when you saw Yeonjun at the party with one of his friends when he looked beside his shoulder over to your frame and his lips curved upwards, "Y/N..."

Waving at him with the smile not leaving your visage, you gazed at him with your glistened orbs as he excused himself before walking to you, "Hi, Oppa." You muttered with an audible voice before he sneaked his hands around your frame, embracing you in a warm hug, "How are you?" He asked as you clutched over to his suit jacket tightly, "I am fine. How are you?" You asked while he answered, "I am good."

Blinking your brimmed tears away, "Where is mom?" Yeonjun said, "She must be nearby." He muttered, trying to peer through the crowd and finally found both, Mr. And Mrs. Choi together, greeting a guest couple. "There she is." He said as you looked at the direction he was pointing his fingers.

Getting a glimpse of your father made a shiver run down your spine as you gulped down a lump in your throat, "He is also there. Taehyung, come fast Please..."