The room was in disarray, with clothes, makeup products, a comb, and various other items scattered across the mattress. Although she had tidied up the room earlier that morning, it now appeared quite messy. The woman frantically moved about, searching for her belongings. She grabbed her white handbag and continued to search for something specific, but was unable to find it. She was in a rush to locate a specific matte lipstick that had been a meaningful gift from Taehyung. Although not expensive, the lipstick held sentimental value as it was the first gift he had given her. Taehyung was aware of her love for lipstick, particularly the red shade.

She once again, checked out through her makeup box and tilted it downward on the bed. This led to the stroke down of all the materials, making the bed more untidy than how it was. Perhaps, it didn't put an end to fishing around for her item. She kept spreading the products, and got it in a few seconds, which was positioned just below her makeup palette. With a sigh, she approached the mirror, which was placed right beside her bed, and carefully applied the cherry red on her succulent lips. Her favourite colour indeed.

With a final graceful sweep, she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, taking in every detail. A Beautiful and wide grin played on her face. The last thing she did was to apply her favourite perfume all over her body and when the scent ascended towards her nostrils, she could just fascinate about those goddamn dirty things.

"You are being too naughty these days."
Erin said to herself with a sly smirk.

Now, the matter at hand is her preparation for what's to come. She has received an invitation to Taehyung's house from his beloved mother. Taehyung has spoken extensively about Erin to his mother, as he loves sharing everything with her, albeit with a few exceptions. This is precisely why she wants to meet Erin, to gain a deeper understanding of the woman who has so positively captivated Taehyung.
Her chain of fantasies was broken as soon as she received a call.
'Taehyung'

She smiled shyly and answered it.

"Hey, Erin! Where are you?"
He asked through the other side of the phone.

"Uh, almost left the house. I'll meet you near the park."

She hurriedly escalated towards her shoe stand and withdrew a pair of sandals, which matched the jacket colour she was wearing. Through the support of the door handle, she thrust her feet into the footwear and closed the door harshly. She maintained the phone between her cheek and shoulder as she spoke to the man, ensuring she could multitask effectively. With a rush, she locked the door and made her way towards her car.

"I'll be there in a few minutes, please wait more."

I've been stuck on the same track for 8 years, and it's beginning to feel like a never-ending cycle Taehyung.
She said to herself.

She pleaded, and with a defeat, he agreed too.
She rotated the steering wheel and accelerated to the mentioned destination. Erin always chose not to use her car when she was with Taehyung because she wanted to spend more intimate and quality time with him.

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"How are you dear?"
An old lady, probably his mother greeted Erin. The wrinkles, white hair, her loosened skin, and the reduced volume and projection in her voice indicate how old she was.

Even with that pale and dry face, her features resonate with beauty, similar to the moon. She must be so beautiful in her generation.

Erin stepped forward and craned her neck to get a view of the house. As she watched the fragmented walls, all busted and ruined, she realized how old the house was. The furniture was tumbledown with black ashes. Perhaps it was not as huge as where she was living, yet she felt cosy and comfortable living there.

Taehyung made her sit on the sofa and asked her to have a small talk with his mother. Whereas, he left to bring some snacks for her. Both women did the same. Erin corrected her posture and gazed toward the old lady, only to find out, her applauding Erin with a wide smile on her moon-like face.

"When did you meet Taehyung?"
Her mother questioned to break the silence between the two.

"At the library," she confirmed.

Hereafter, Taehyung also arrived with some snacks and a cup of coffee, on a tray. He softly displayed on the table and stood behind Erin. They both observed him.

"He always talks about you."
Her mother laughed.

He stood there, exuding confidence, his demeanour causing a slight blush to appear.
Erin listened while a kaleidoscope of contentment and surprise played across her face. She brimmed with a wide smile.

"Dear, how about you give a tour of your room?". Her mother suggested.

Taehyung agreed and asked her to move ahead. Despite all that, his cheeks were coloured. They both made their way to his room. She circulated the door doorknob and was acquainted with some cologne inside of a room. The one that Taehyung wears. Erin stepped ahead and sought out the lightning, and coaxed all the details of his room.

The picture of the animals hung on the wall. They were beautiful and looked very natural. She kept staring at them. Above the bed, there was also a large picture of his whole family. This was the first time she had encountered his father's sculptures, and to her surprise, they seemed very similar.

"You share so many similarities with your father."
She acknowledged him.

Just right beside his bed, a small bookshelf made its presence. She kneeled and her chest was filled with warmth and tenderness. Almost, most of the books were written by her. And why not? He was such a die-hard fan of hers since the beginning.

As she was about to stand up, a hard brown-coloured wood material came into her sight. It was situated just above the books. She took it and was flabbergasted.
When Taehyung saw that, his shy face was morphed into worry. He gulped the saliva. His brain was short-circuiting with the decision he made to place that photo frame there.

"When, —when did you take this?"
Erin's voice rasped down his spine.

Oh shook! What if she got mad? That was not my intention. God, please save me!, Taehyung thought.

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