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Y/n hesitated as she entered Taehyung's room, her gaze scanning the unfamiliar territory that was now a part of her married life.

She certainly hadn't expected to find her clothes here. But she still opened the wardrobe, she was too tired to wait for someone to bring her stuff here. She decided to wear anything she found here.

Opening the wardrobe, she discovered a surprising sight, half filled with the types of clothes she wears, the other half occupied by Taehyung's belongings.

Maybe he already had the wardrobe for Chaeryeong? But her style is so much different than Y/n's.

She ventured further, opening a drawer. To her amazement, neatly arranged inside were her skincare products, each little bottle and jar a familiar part of her daily routine.

She couldn't help but wonder aloud, "Taehyung, how did you know all these details about my stuff?"

She walked out of the closet, as she entered the room. Taehyung just came out of the shower. Completely naked.

Taehyung smirked, seeing how comfortable she was at seeing him without any clothes.

She didn't show any surprise or shock on her face. But she was literally shaking from inside from this unexpectedly expected sight.

Taehyung, with a mischievous smile. "I just know," He replied. He pays attention to her every little thing.

He walked closer to her. She was not looking down, her chin was up, not daring to even look at his area down there. He opened his side.

Y/n chuckled, "You've been quite the detective, haven't you? Have you been that Obsessed with me to know what serum I use, to what size I wear?"

He shrugged playfully. "Just trying to be the best roommate, I mean, spouse, I can be."

He wore his boxers, while Y/n was staring at his shoulder. She bit him on his shoulder when she was younger because of something. And that left a tiny scar on his shoulder, but he got a tattoo on top of him. And she is trying to understand what the tattoo says.

"Meow?" She exclaimed, confused. As she read the tattoo, it literally says 'Meow'.

He looked up at her and smiled and he wore his shorts. "That was the cutest meow ever."

"Why did you get a 'Meow' Tattoo?" She asked.

He shrugged his shoulders, "Ask the 19 year old, Taehyung."

"Do you regret this tattoo?" She asked. He shook his head.

"No, it's just. My cat bit me and I got this tattoo, but she doesn't meow, she roars. I should have gotten a 'roar' tattoo." he said.

"Your cat? You never had a cat and that was me." She exclaimed and he smirked.

"Sharp memory huh? I was talking about you, my wild cat too," He replied and wink with a smile on his face.

She stood there confused, so she decided to just take a shower, after that Y/n completed her skincare routine, lining up her products with precision.

She stared at the bed, which was neatly done, but she picked up the pillow. Placing the freshly fluffed pillow and cozy blanket on the couch, she made sure every corner was just right. After unplugging her phone, she settled onto the couch, scrolling through her photos.

The absence of Taehyung in the room created a quiet atmosphere, and Y/n found herself lost in memories with Jungkook. As she swiped through pictures, each one seemed to transport her to a different moment in time, flooding her heart with pain.

She stumbled upon countless snapshots with Jungkook. The weight of their shared history hung in the air.

With a determined yet hesitant expression, Y/n selected the massive folder containing 118,769 photos. A moment of silence passed as she stared at the confirmation prompt to delete.

"Can I really delete all these memories?" Y/n asked herself.

She took a deep breath, pressed the delete button, and felt an undeniable pang in her chest. The pain was almost double as she watched the photos vanish, erasing moments of some she loved for years.

Before the first tear could escape, the door creaked open, and Taehyung walked in, his eyes scanning the room. Y/n quickly wiped away any traces of emotion, pretending to be in a deep slumber.

"Y/n, are you asleep?" He asked softly, he leaned in before whispering sweetly."Wake up baby, sleep in the bed."

Y/n mumble, pretending to wake up, "Let me just sleep,"

"Then sleep on bed, I have this couch in my room because I like having s*x on it, it's not for you to sleep on. No one sleeps on it." He exclaimed she opened her eyes before she sat up.

"Are you serious?" She asked. Couches don't get clean like bed sheets, so she was disgusted by the thought of it.

He nodded his head. "Do you wanna be one of the lucky ones who ride my d!ck, here on this couch."

He said knowing well she will not sleep here if he gave her that scenario. Taehyung doesn't even remember bringing any girl to his room. He did date some girls, but no one got to come to his house.

"Ew, what? Oh god, then the bed must be dirty too." She said, he shook his head.

"I like having s*x everywhere except the bed." He exclaimed. She picked up the pillow and then moved to the bed. Making Taehyung smile a little.

He noticed that she was looking down, she didn't look just tired, she looked sad. She laid on the bed.

As Taehyung settled next to her, Y/n closed her eyes, burying the ache within and concealing the traces of a heart in the process of healing.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and then he kissed her forehead.

Making her a little surprised by the softness of his touch and the gentle kiss. He isn't someone who would be this gentle and sweet.

Y/n turned around, and tried to sleep. She hates this feeling of hollowness.

He could feel it from her aura, his hand went under her shirt, he was not trying to do anything sexual, he just wanted to annoy her.

"Taehyung stop! Your hands are cold." She exclaimed.

"I know, let me warm them," He said and tried to cup her boobs inside her shirt.

"Taehyung! Take out your hands! I will k!ll you!" she said. And he didn't listen to her, and just pulled her closer by cupping her breast from behind. As he kissed her neck softly.

"Good night," He said.

"Taehyung!" She exclaimed, and tried to take his hands out of her shirt but he didn't.

So she elbowed his nuts, he groaned and took his hands out of her shirt. As he rolled up in the bed because of the pain.

Making Y/n laugh a little, "Just sleep now, don't you dare to do anything else."

She closed her eyes with a smile on her face. Taehyung succeeded in changing her mood. He tried to put his hands in her shirt again to annoy her.

"Taehyung," she exclaimed. They kept annoying each other by doing little things before they fell asleep.
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Y/n smiled as she watched her pets explore their new home. Apollo, the rescued five-year-old dog, wagged his tail, clearly content in his surroundings.

When he was rescued he used to get abused by his former owner, because of which it was hard for him to accept humans, he was really aggressive. But then he got rescued and slowly he started getting attached to Y/n. He is still the most attached to her that is why she has never put him up for adoption.

Y/n knelt down to play with him, tossing a ball that he eagerly retrieved.

Jungkook came and saw Y/n, "Good morning. Your pets seem so happy."

Just as Y/n was about to respond, Apollo sensed Jungkook's presence and growled lowly. His protective instincts flared, a reminder of the difficult past he had overcome.

Y/n gently reassured Apollo, he always hated Jungkook, but Y/n ignored Apollo's warning in the past, "It's okay, buddy."

Despite Y/n's words, Apollo remained wary. Jungkook cautiously approached, trying to be friendly. However, Apollo's barks echoed through the room, a clear sign of his discomfort.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

She looked up, "Yeah,"

"I am not," Jungkook replied, taking a heavy breath. "I am leaving for work, if you say I will never return back to this house, after all this house was never mine."

"I don't care if you do or not. I have no say to it." She said.

"I just ask you for some time. But you didn't give me any," Jungkook exclaimed. And Y/n got annoyed.

"Jungkook, you gave me no time! You just asked me to run away with you!" She exclaimed, irritated by how he was putting the blame on her.

"But you didn't, You got married Y/n, not me. It just hurts," he said.

"Stop this now, we are already over." She exclaimed.

"If there was nothing to break, you couldn't break anything." Jungkook took a step closer to her. As Apollo continued to eye Jungkook with suspicion, when he tried to touch her Apollo started breaking again.

Y/n patted his head. "Calm down, Baby."

"I never put any label on our relationship, we love each other, and that is enough. I don't care if you are married or not." He said.

"I care," She replied. Jungkook rolled his fists before he nodded his head.

"See you later, I will bring something for you from the country I am traveling to." He said and she rolled her eyes.

"I don't need anything." She exclaimed, and he left without saying anything.

Y/n cupped Apollo face, "How do you he was a threat? Huh baby?"

She then smiled seeing him turned into a baby again, Then Taehyung came and saw Y/n playing with the dog.

He crossed his arms, he saw Jungkook leaving too. So he was a little pissed, why does he still talk to her? Taehyung doesn't want Jungkook to even be anywhere near him.

"What's my zookeeper doing here early in the morning?" Taehyung said.

She looked up at him, "How romantic you are huh? Always call me with sweet names. Like a zookeeper, so sweet."

The corner of Taehyung's lips lifted up, as he walked closer to her and sat near her and Apollo, she stared at Apollo. Why is he not barking at Taehyung like the way he does to Jungkook?

"I knew you would love it." He said, "I have more names for you too in my head. Do you wanna hear?"

"No," She replied.

"Your father asked us to come to their house." He said. She nodded her head.

"Okay," She replied.

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Y/n reluctantly followed her mother into the kitchen, Her mother handed her an apron and said, "It's time you learn to cook, dear. It's an essential skill."

Y/n glancing towards the living room where Taehyung was chatting away. "But why do I have to cook while Taehyung just sits there?" she protested.

Her mother smiled, "Taking care of your home and husband is important. It's not just about satisfying others but also about taking pride in creating a warm and welcoming space."

Y/n crossed her arms, frustration evident in her expression. "It's not fair. Why can't Taehyung cook for me? I would like to have a husband who could cook too?"

Her mother chuckled, "He can, but it's good for you to learn. Cooking is a valuable skill for anyone. Plus, it's a way to show love and care for those around you."

"Cooking is fun, trust me Y/n." Chaeryeong said. Y/n rolled her eyes, just because Chaeryeong enjoyed cooking doesn't mean Y/n will too.

"Cooking is your thing, not mine." She replied.

"Then what is your thing, Y/n?" Chaeryeong asked.

"Eating," Y/n chuckled. And then Chaeryeong said she will make something and Y/n can learn the recipe too. She paid no attention to the recipe and was talking to Chaeryeong.

"How's your marriage with him?" Chaeryeong asked. Y/n leaned against the kitchen counter.

"I would say, different, he is all right." She said she was expecting so much worse. Even though she knows Taehyung is more than all right, she didn't want to say this, as she thinks it's still too early to judge him.

"Is it good in bed?" She whispered, not wanting her mother or anyone else to hear.

Y/n made a cringe face, "You were his ex fiance, you must know,"

"Y/n, I have never even kissed him, which I am so grateful for." Chaeryeong replied. Y/n nodded her head. It would be hard if Chaeryeong had feelings for Taehyung, Y/n is glad she doesn't like him.

"He is interesting." Y/n replied. His ways of pleasuring are interesting and thrilling. "He is unpredictable,"

"I agree," Chaeryeong replied. "But I always felt like he was different with you,"

"He is because he hates me," Y/n replied.

Chaeryeong smiled. "I want someone to hate me like that too."
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As Taehyung and Y/n were going back home, Taehyung noticed Y/n being really quiet.

"You were not sitting with me," Taehyung said. She turned to her.

"Yeah, because for the first time in my life I was sent to the kitchen to learn how to cook for you!" She exclaimed, irritated.

"It's not like I sent you, why are you so mad?" He asked.

"Because it is your fault! You told mom and dad you want a wife who cooks, why do you have such thoughts huh?" She asked.

"I said I wish to have it, I think it's cute when wives cook for their husbands." He shrugged his shoulders. "I am sure there must be things you expect for your husband too, am I right?"

And yeah, there is a list of stuff she wants from her husband.

But then Taehyung added, "That doesn't mean I am saying you must cook, it's up to you, I will talk to your mom and tell her no to do that again."

She crossed her arms and nodded her head. While she looked outside the window. She watched as he pulled over. She looked at him, he came back.

"I know you like to eat sweet things when you are mad." He said. And that is true, she starts craving sweet things whenever she is mad.

He bought a lot of ice creams as he couldn't decide which one she would like and then he drove a little further before parking in a quiet place again.

She ate her ice cream, and he stared at her. He licks his lips, before biting his bottom lip, he adores every little thing she does.

Ever Since he got engaged to her, he hasn't done anything else. He couldn't work, he couldn't do anything. His focus was her, his everything was her.

She looked at him, the side of her corner had ice cream on it. He leaned in and kissed her, licking the ice cream off her face.

As he pulled away she wiped her lips. "You could have tell me,"

He smiled, "Tell what? I want to lick ice cream off your nipples now?"

Her eyes were widened by the way he said that, he held her waist and pulled her closer. "Taehyung, are you crazy?"

"Don't stop me honey, I still have the ribbon, I will tie your hands," He exclaimed.

And she thought he was kidding but no he really had the ribbon, he washed it and then kept it with him.

He started unbuttoning her shirt, and he could feel her heartbeat racing, she held his hand and then he looked up at her eyes.

She licked her lips nervously, "Why are you like this?"

"Like what?" He asked. And she couldn't reply, as he pulled her on his lap. She was wearing a crop button down shirt, which he opened and now her light blue bra was at his sight. Her bra was holding her bo0bs, he pulled her bra up, letting them be exposed to him.

It was dark outside on the top; his car window was shaded, so no one was seeing what's only for him. He cupped her b0obs making her gasp. "What? Are my hands cold?"

She shook her head, his hands were not cold at all. He kissed her chest, he took the ice cream and did what he said he would, he rubbed it on her nipple, before he started sucking it, making her gasp by his sudden act.

He held her other b0obs and messaged it with his hand, sending chills down her spine.

Some ice cream fell on the car seat. "Sh!t," He mumbled. He is possessive about his car. And Y/n thought he wanted to stop as he put her on the passenger seat.

He sighed. She stared at him. She pulled her shirt down, she doesn't know why she was disappointed, it's good that he stopped, it's good that his car got dirty.

"I have to bring my car to get it cleaned tomorrow," He said.

She rolled her eyes, "Literally? Just because of a small stain?"

Taehyung picked up the plastic bag, which had some more ice cream in it. He was searching for something. He shook his head.

"Not because of the small stain baby, but because of what I am about to do next." He said. And she was confused, what is he about to do?

"What do you taste like?" He asked, but he was not waiting for Y/n to ask it, he knew what she tasted.

"Coconut," He mumbled, He took out a blue Melona popsicle from the plastic bag, it was coconut flavored.

And Y/n doesn't know why her heart started beating so fast that she lost her mind. But he took it out of the wrapped and took the popsicle in his mouth.

She sighed, she was expecting something else. She looked outside the window as she clenched her thighs. Her mind betrayed her.

He held her thighs and turned her towards him, as his hand went under her skirt, to take off her underwear. She turned to him, and he was smirking. He caressed her folds before he spread her legs.

She knew she judged his intentions correctly when the cold but a little melting ice cream touched her entrance. He softly rubbed the popsicle.

"You are so dirty," She mumbled.

"Why do you seem to enjoy it huh?" He asked, before he thrust the tip of the popsicle in her. Making her hold the car seat, it felt so cold, her warm inside were melting the popsicle, as he thrust in her.

"Fck," She mumbled. Taehyung poked his cheek with his tongue as he stared at the mess the white ice cream was making.

"Baby don't you want my d!ck to create a mess in your p*ssy like this too?" he asked. The car seat was ruined.

He would never let any other woman ruin his car like this. She breathes heavily as he thrusts the popsicle in and out of her.

He licked his lips and he wants his d!ck in her, he wants it so badly that he wants to get on his knees and beg her to let him do that.

And he has no shame in actually begging her. But he wants her to ask him to do that, he wants to hear it from her lips that she wants to get fck by him.

He is ready to wait for that day, and until that he wants to pleasure her in ways she never knew anyone can pleasure her.

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