"I don't know either, Nari. I mean...he is acting different but I can't tell anything anymore. Or maybe I have a hunch." He looked up and down at my costume before speaking again.

"What hunch?" I asked quickly,

"Well, don't you think he's acting that way because of Kimona?"

"I could say that too, but I don't think he's cheating—"

"Cheating?" He looked at me being delusional. Why did I say that...?

"Haha, no! I mean," I gave out the most readable fake laugh Jimin has ever heard. "He's not having a bad time because her, isn't it?"

"Nope. Coming to think of it, I don't think so." He rubbed his chin with his fingers as he said. We both looked at Taehyung who furrowed his eyebrows at us. He was walking through the crowd and I whisper to Jimin,

"Don't say a word about this to anyone."

"I won't." And we proceeded to sip on our drinks innocently in front of Taehyung. He stood there, staring at us with a poker face for a good few seconds.

He held my hand out of the blue and said, "We're going home."

"What!? But wait, the celebration isn't even done! I have to meet Kimona!" My words never made it to his ears as he kept dragging. Namjoon got close to Jin, them both watching over at us as they whispered to themselves.

"He's not going to break the bed again, isn't it?"

"Hyung. They're not going home."

And Namjoon was right.

"What are you doing, Tae!?" I whisper yelled at him. His hands skillfully closed the door behind himself, "Why'd you ask Jimin about me like that!?" He said in a defensive voice.

Suddenly, I lost my tranquil state and began panicking.

"What!? I- I don't know what you're talking about!" I backed up into the couch, falling on it with a surprised gasp.

"You know what I'm talking about, Nari." His deep voice got even deeper.

How do I tell him that I was seen suspecting him again!? He's already on the verge to thinking of letting go. I'm only adding more fuel!

Nari, think! Think!
Make him believe you're only concerned for his health—

"Why'd you ask Jimin where I hid my chocolate supplies again?" He asked.

It took me a while to process his words.

He wasn't...talking about that.

"Chocolate supplies..." I closed my eyes, breathing his minty breath as his face was so close to mine.

"I- Uh...I wanted them again."

"You know they're not safe, right Nari? I don't want you to have their side effects." He spoke with concern for me. I licked my lips, feeling them dry before they moisten up.

By the way, those chocolates are the cursed chocolate brand which marketed itself to couples like us. The 'Get into the Mood' chocolates. And yes, they had some side effects on us.

We became beastly, is one.

"Why'd you want them again, knowing they're completely useless?"

"They're not useless, Tae. And they're pretty costly too—" his thumb over my face was what stopped me from reacting again. I gulped, locking gazes with him. I blinked through my spectacles and sighed shakily.

Hold yourself together, Nari!

"Why do you need them when my hands could do the same job for...free?" I bit on my bottom lip. My ears were in a blissful state of his delusional deep voice.

Taehyung needed only one thing to start a heated battle between us in the bed - his heavenly voice whispering into my ears.

However, someone knocked on his studio door as we fell out of daze. He pecked my lips softly, a smile danced on my lips for a second.

But my smile vanished quickly as I heard him say the name, "Kimona?"

My eyes were wide. I rushed to stand behind Taehyung,

"Oh good! I figured you were here. T-There's something wrong with the cake! My brother couldn't stop throwing up! I don't know what it is!" She cried.

But how did she know we were here!?

Later, she told us she was away in the corridor of this floor while pondering. She got a call from a staff and her heart dropped. She didn't know what to do. Besides, many people were eating the cake as well.

We ran, sprinted even towards the kitchen hall three floors below. The lift would only take too much time.

I looked around and saw many people holding the plate with cake pieces too.

But they all seemed...fine.

Kimona rushed towards her brother who was throwing up a lot in the sink in the kitchen. The mood of the party was slightly off, and I needed to handle it.

"Hey, everyone!" I stood up on a chair,

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but could you all move to the other kitchen hall above? Thank you! I'll have Hyeongmin-shi deliver everything to his hall! Thank you, and I'm sorry!" I say, immediately picking my phone up to call Hyeongmin-shi.

Hyeongmin is a new chef staff in the building but only serving as a chef unlike me. He got his chef crew with him as the shifting was done quickly. I swear I saw a few sour faces, but to me...this looked like something bigger than just food poison.

"Nari," Taehyung held my arm as I walked towards the kitchen to check Johan, "I think the shifting wasn't necessary." He whispered.

I shook my head sideways, watching Jimin approach us with a sour expression on his face. Apparently, he was the first one to see Johan throw up and was beside him.

"Hey, uh...I think we should call a doctor and maybe their dad. He's throwing up brown, Nari."

"BROWN!?" I screamed.

He was bleeding internally!

Taehyung looked at me with an expression that read, "Thank god you sent the huge number of people away, Nari."

I ran out to call a doctor, while Taehyung and Jimin ran to call the CEO to inform their father about the situation.

It wasn't food poisoning at all.

It was real poisoning to the young boy, right?

Who would dare do that?