It had been a week since that incident.

Taehyung and yourself had assumed your regular lives, having to drudge back to work after a few days off.

Your mother's words still lingered around in your head, spoiling your mood here and there though assuming the ever-so healthy manner of simply pushing the mentally detrimental thoughts away, distracting yourself with work.

You wish you could detail anymore interactions with Taehyung, though they were scarce with how rarely you saw each other. You both either just missed each other, were too busy to pay attention or simply came home too late. Even sleeping together was hit or miss, usually either of you crawling into bed earlier than the other with no real exchanges.

You could say it made you feel just a little sad, though not entirely considering you two were genuinely busy people, Taehyung an even busier person.

That all came to a full stop though one Friday morning, you were seated by the island and staring at your most recent design for a building, iPad pen twirling in hand. You were sipping on coffee when Taehyung pulled out a chair and suddenly startled you, coffee almost spilling.

"Jheez," you huffed, "you scared me."

"Sorry, you were just really focused." Taehyung apologized as he placed his own iPad down, reading away.

It'd been like this the whole week, you either designing and leading projects at your own job with Taehyung the ever-busy CEO at his own company, causing you both to often sit in each other's presence though never take your eyes off your screens.

"Hey, I wanted to tell you something." Taehyung suddenly perked up, stopping his scrolling.

"Hm?" You looked up.

"I should've told you this sooner, but we have to attend a gala tonight." Taehyung grimaced at how sudden this seemed, arms crossed as he leaned on the counter.

Did the action really have to make his biceps pop?

Anyway, you were nearly spitting out your drink for the umpteenth time because of Taehyung, eyes blown out at his abrupt news.

"Wh-what did you just say? Tonight?"

"Yeah, one of friends' companies. 25th anniversary since establishment." Taehyung went to bite a piece of his toast with strawberry jam.

You noticed he liked strawberries and didn't like bread crust, making you want to smile sometimes at the child-like charm he hid underneath his intimidating persona. "They're holding a huge gala and he's one of my best friends, we'll have to attend."

You eventually came to understanding him, trying to wrap your head around having to suddenly attend such a high-end event.

"This event is also going to be our first public appearance together. It's important." Taehyung stressed, back to scrolling through his iPad.

"That's alright. I don't mind going, it's just...I don't think I even have a dress for a gala." You mentally sifted through your own wardrobe, coming up short once you realized you haven't been to an extravagant event like that since you were a teenager.

"I know, I bought one for you."

You should really stop drinking beverages around Taehyung because you can never seem to keep them in your damn mouth. "You bought one? Taehyung.." You whined. "What did I say about giving me things?"

"Hey, what did I say about giving you things?" He scolded you lightly. "I give you things simply because I want to."

You pouted. "Still, you don't even know my size, when did you even have time?"

"That doesn't matter. It'll fit you, don't worry." Taehyung sent a smile as he deflected your question and returned to his iPad, not wanting to reveal that he'd secretly referred to your other dresses in your shared closet for your correct measurements.

"But it probably wasted your time. I should've gone out and bought it myself." You felt guilty, realizing it probably made him compromise his work.

"It wasn't a waste of time." Taehyung countered, not really liking how you considered yourself not worthy of spending time on.

"I- thank you." You blurted out before his statement could effect you. "When does the event begin?"

"7. You should try getting off work early to get ready." Taehyung suggested, sipping his tea as he looked at you.

"Oh God, I'm gonna have to doll myself up. I haven't done that in ages." You held a hand to your mouth, trying to digest the fact you'd probably have to look like a trophy wife.

"I could get you a makeup artist and hair stylist." Taehyung offered.

"No, it's okay. I think I'll be fine. I just haven't been to a gala in a long time." You felt surprised about the fact yourself. "I'm gonna have to meet so many people."

"You will, but I'll be there." Taehyung assured, glancing up at you.

"Of course, but you won't be with me the entire night. I'll have to brush up on my rich people skills." You blew a raspberry, knowing you had great interpersonal skills but just didn't like acting so fake all the time.

"I won't leave, just stick with me the whole night." Taehyung stated as he absentmindedly held his index finger to his lips reading an email, quite goddamn illegally if you had to say so yourself.

"I will." You confirmed, erasing at a line on your iPad. "Will you come home early too?"

Taehyung clicked his tongue disappointingly. "I will but just barely on time. Friday's mean meetings for me, so I can't leave early. I'll get ready at work, come back inside the house to get you."

"Okay." You're not sure why you felt suddenly sad he wouldn't be home earlier. Maybe it was just the usual feeling of not wanting to be alone, because God forbid you actually started getting used to Taehyung's presence.

Taehyung rose from his seat and cast his iPad to the side, sliding on his suit jacket as he glanced at his watch, checking the time. You noticed yourself and flashed your vision to your iPad, gawking at the time and realizing you could be late.

"Oh shit, I have to go."

"Me too, I'll see you tonight, okay?" Taehyung confirmed as he made his way to the front door, fixing his sleeve. You propped off your own seat and began walking towards the stairs, just about ascending until Taehyung suddenly called your name.

"Ari!" He peeked out from the front door, seconds from leaving.

"Yes?"

"I hope you like the colour, it's one of my favourites." Taehyung smiled sweetly, sending his last farewell before he dashed out of the house.

Your eyebrows shot up and practically gawked, immediately running up the stairs thinking of where to find this dress. He had to have hidden it from you considering he's been doing so ever since he mysteriously bought it.

You instinctively rushed into your shared bedroom to grab a scrunchy for the day, all distracted until you caught sight of a white box adorned with a black bow sitting atop your bed.

Your eyes went wide just reading the infamous label.

Chanel.

You had to physically keep from flooring yourself, in disbelief he'd purchased you a Chanel dress. You were even more fearful to uncover it, the information of him buying it himself raking your brain.

It was even his favourite colour, nearly swooning at the fact he chose for you to wear his favourite colour. So you made your way over to the box hesitantly, untying the ribbon and casting the lid aside cautiously, only to audibly gasp.

Your eyes fell to a ruby red dress with a delicate V neckline, completely blown away he chose such a bold colour for you to wear.

You carefully grabbed the dress to take it out of its box, revealing more to discover it was a floor-length gown. It produced a small train though lifted in the front to reveal the shoes you'd wear, the skirt of plain, thick fabric until you saw the torso area; light beading expanding from the stomach area eventually leading into the skirt.

Shock wasn't even the correct word to use, you were stunned, completely taken by his choice. The dress was simply gorgeous, beautiful in its own right and you were almost too afraid to wear it.

Nonetheless, this event was important to Taehyung, so you took a deep breath, tucked the dress back into its box and mentally prepared yourself for the day ahead.

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It was bordering 6:30 now.

You'd successfully left work early, around the 2 o'clock mark to come home and indulge in a 4 hour self-care routine. It'd seriously been too long since you last attended an event similar to this, grand in size and visited by at least a hundred people.

It reminded you of your engagement party, though not entirely since there would paparazzi and would be your first real appearance with Taehyung ever since your wedding.

And quite frankly, you really wanted look better than you did then. You labelled it pretty much a disaster since you were a catatonic mess regretting all her life choices, probably looking unappealing in all your photos.

Along with knowing the impact Taehyung has, not only in the business world but in general also left you wanting to up your game. You were his wife now, and that came with a high amount of scrutiny and criticism having nabbed one of the most eligible bachelor's in Korea.

You'd already given up ever checking any articles and avoided social media, knowing that there would be inevitably nasty and judgmental comments. This night was important though, where you'd flank him as the women he's so-called 'in love with' or the 'love of his life'.

It also dawned on you Taehyung in fact had a high-valued reputation to uphold, and so did you as his wife.

So as you stood before the mirror in the walk-in closet, inspecting your dress, you contemplated how you'd survive this night, how you would act as the perfect, most suitable wife to Taehyung.

You really wanted to hide your face out of how dolled up you looked; your makeup was on the elegant side, not heavy but brushed up to look soft, completed with red lipstick that matched your dress and hair set around your face in loose waves.

The dress looked almost embarrassingly good on you, Taehyung somehow having chosen the right sized dress as it hugged your every curve right, accentuating the right parts of your body and even the V neckline not dipping too low, but showing quite the generous amount of skin.

You couldn't stop blushing at all.

Taehyung had finally arrived at the house, rushing inside quickly registering he was cutting the time close. "Ari! I'm home!" he called for you, quickly checking his appearance in a mirror as he smoothed pieces of his parted hair, curling just before his eyes and revealing some forehead.

"I'm in our room!"

He approved his own look in the mirror and jogged up the stairs, mentally preparing himself before he'd have to see you in the dress he chose, almost excited about it.

He'd simply loved it at first sight, and couldn't stop pondering what the striking colour would look like on you. So as Taehyung entered your bedroom, he became confused finding it empty. He then ventured further inside, catching sight of the ajar closet door and light beaming through.

He sauntered over carefully, peeking inside and Taehyung's jaw nearly dropped to the floor, almost stupidly.

His eyes fell to you standing in front of the mirror, fidgeting as you looked at yourself in the dress with the back of it undone.

And Taehyung had never seen anything more pretty in his life.

He was speechless for the umpteenth time because of you, not even knowing how to begin a sentence because he might sound like a second grader if he did. So all Taehyung could muster up the literacy to say was "Wow."

You turned around instantly, eyes looking as though you were a deer caught in headlights. Taehyung's eyes widened even more peering at the elegant front, jaw almost slack as he scanned over your body.

"T-Taehyung." You couldn't think of anything else to say.

Taehyung still seemed to be struggling a little, eyes glued to you until he cleared his throat and looked away. "Um, yeah?"

"S-sorry, but.. could you actually..?" And you did it again, angling your back towards Taehyung to call to the zipper of your dress. You really couldn't try zipping it yourself, which left it sitting comfortably just at your lower back, your skin exposed to Taehyung.

You could visibly see Taehyung flash his eyes to your skin until he looked elsewhere, nodding as he licked his lips. "Sure."

You watched him near you, his face blank as he took a handful of your hair and softly placed in front of you. He then brought his hand against your side to hold you in place, his other working for the zipper. It was another case of his rather hot breath fanning your back, almost teasingly zipping up your dress by simple inches.

He was close again, closer than he's been in a week and you sincerely hated it always affected you in some way. It made your chest flutter, suck in a breath you didn't even need to hold in. You relaxed when Taehyung finally finished, his hands gripping your arms from behind as he looked at you through the mirror.

And for some odd reason, he liked how your heights contrasted each other.

He had the slightest hint of a smile, eyes seeming to gleam with something you couldn't quite decipher.

"You look pretty." He said, gazing at you through the reflection and you had to physically stop from beaming like an idiot. Your chest fills with butterflies, face collecting with heat at his compliment.

How could an Adonis like him call you pretty?

You bit your lip, gazing up at his taller, impeccably dressed reflection as you admired him, his every feature crafted to a degree of perfection that left you in awe.

"You look really handsome." You complimented, watching his lips just about curve into a smile that met his eyes, and you wish he didn't have to look so handsome when he smiled too.

"Thank you." He voiced before turning you around by your arms to face him. "Make sure you wear a coat tonight, it's cold." He informed, you nodding until your quick eyes spotted his tie loosened by just a centimeter, throwing you off.

"Oh, your tie." You exclaimed quietly, reaching for it without a thought and pushing it upwards, angling it to perfection. Taehyung suddenly froze, unexpecting of you doing such a thing and so proximal his nose flooded with your perfume, liking the scent.

Peonies.

He tensed with an unknown feeling until your gazes locked on each other, simply looking to look while your hands remained on his tie. He realized more than a second passed and Taehyung scrambled for something to say, sputtering.

"I'll uh.. I'll be waiting out front." He assured as he stepped away, exiting the room quickly and leaving you to your lonesome.

This was gonna be one hell of a night, you thought.

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So how are you all.
On account of the hijab issue govt has declared three day holidays (9, 10 and 11 of Feb) to schools. Consequently there will not be offline classes. Instead we have online classes.
I was happy going to school but then this happened...
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