[ PRESENT ]

"Babe, have you seen Yoojung's uniform?"

She walks into the laundry room to see Taehyung snooping through the drying machine for a familiar uniform that belonged to Yoojung. She leans against the wall, slowly smiling to herself as she watches him rummage through every single piece of clothing.

"It's still in the washing machine, Tae." She replies, "but she does have spare uniforms in her closet, no?"

He looks at her and sighs, bursting out into laughter, "you're right, god, it's way too early."

She giggles, walking over towards him as he pulls her into a hug. While snuggling into his chest, the two of them hear light footsteps stepping into the room. She turns towards the door to see Yoojung walking into the room with her bathrobe on.

"Have you found it yet, appa?" She asks, and Taehyung places a chaste kiss on Sori's forehead before pulling away from the hug.

"Turns out you have spare uniforms in your closet, Yoojungie." He answers, "let's go upstairs and get you dressed, shall we?"

"Okay, appa." She nods her head as she grabs Taehyung's large hand as the two of them head upstairs.

The two of them disappear and head upstairs, while Sori chuckles, grabbing all the dry clothes and putting them into a laundry basket to further fold and place into the closet. That is, until she hears someone clear their throat. She turns towards the door to see Taehyung grinning.

"You forgot something?" She asks and he shakes his head, "I thought you were helping Yoojung dress up."

"But you forgot something," he pouts his lips cutely and she rolls her eyes. "Don't roll your eyes at me."

He walks over towards her and wraps his arms around her waist. He snuggles into her neck, and she shivers at his breath going down her shoulders. He places a soft kiss on her shoulder, before turning her around and pulling her in for a kiss on the lips. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and pulls him in deeper, while he smiles in between the kiss. She pulls away almost instantly, and he pouts again.

"You should go and help Yoojung before she puts on her uniform backwards." She orders him and he frowns. "Come on, she's waiting for you."

"Do you have work today?" He asks and she nods her head. "What time will you be out of work?"

"I'll be out of work around six in the afternoon today, that's when my last appointment finishes." She replies and he sighs. "Why?"

"We'll finish this when we get back, I guess." He frowns, only to smile again and quickly snatching one last kiss before running out of the room at the sound of Yoojung's calls for him.

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"Your fiance isn't here, again?"

Jungkook slowly nods his head as the two of them walk into the cafe to plan more about their wedding. She sighs before they both settle in a booth, ordering two cups of coffee. 

"She's just.. really busy with her work, it gets hectic sometimes." He says and she nods her head. 

"I personally think that if this is your wedding, and if she's getting married to you, she should at least be making effort to attend your appointments with me." She adds, shrugging her shoulders, "but, I mean, if it's only one of you attending the appointment and you're both aware of it, you should at least call to reschedule for a day where you're both available."

"Sorry about that," he mumbles, and she waves it off.

"Don't worry about it, we're only going to finalize the wedding cake for today." She smiles before pulling out her laptop and opening a file with all the cakes that Jungkook had liked. "So, these were the cakes you said that you personally liked, have you and Hyori come to a consensus about which cake you both want for your wedding?"

He watches her intently, noticing that she didn't change at all. Her hair tucked behind her ear showed her beautiful side profile, her innocent face shining brightly as he finds himself losing his sense of reality. She clears her throat.

"Sorry, what was that?" He asks and she looks at him with concern. She shuts her laptop.

"Are you sure you're okay today? You seem kind of off." She questions him and he sighs.

When we met again a few days ago, why did it seem like you've never met me before? He thinks to himself, until she tilts her head in confusion. He too, was also confused.

"Well, to be honest, I didn't know if your fiance even knew that you and I have known each other for quite some time before you left for America," she answers and he grows even more confused.

"Did I just ask that out loud?" He says softly and she chuckles, nodding her head. "So sorry."

"No it's alright," she smiles, "I mean, I hope you weren't annoyed or mad because I acted like we've met for the first time, I just wasn't sure if—"

"If Hyori knew what happened between the two of us before I left for America." He cuts her off and her eyes slightly widen. 

She slowly nods her head, "y-yes, exactly. I wasn't sure if she knew. Does she?"

He shakes his head. "She has no idea about you. Not a single thing."

She lets out her breath, almost as if she has been holding it in for too long. He watches her as she musters up a smile before taking a sip of her coffee. But what she says next is what hurts him, though, he's not aware of the feeling.

"Well then, I think we should keep it that way for her." 

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"I suggest that when you both settle down at home, for the both of you to talk about potential venue places that you want your wedding to be held at."

He watches her as she shuts down her laptop and places it into her bag before placing her hands onto the table. He smiles, nodding her head at her orders and commands. 

"Until then, I guess you or Hyori can give me a call to book your next appointment," she says softly before the two of them jump at the sound of tapping on the window next to them. 

He glances at the same little girl, Yoojung, waving at Sori. She bursts out into giggles, waving at the younger one. He tears his gaze from the young girl towards Sori, who was still giggling. He feels his heart skip a beat, but only fools like him would shrug off the feeling. He then feels the heartbreak, the feeling that felt so foreign yet so familiar. Aren't I over her? Shouldn't I be over her? 

"I guess I'll get going, Jungkook." She insists as she throws her shoulder bag over her shoulder as she shakes his hand. He glances at her one last time before she leaves.

He watches her out the window as she brings the young girl into her arms, pecking her cheek as she hugs her tightly. Suddenly, his eyes fall upon a familiar man that hops out of the car and opening the door for the little one. Kim Taehyung, the guy who took everything from me, including her. Do you feel guilty?

He watches him as he pulls Sori into a hug, kissing her forehead. He then grabs her bag and places it into the back of the car, opening the door for her as she hops into the car. He turns away, the harsh feeling in his heart tugging at his heartstrings yet again.

Would things have been different if I didn't go to America? Would things have been different if I actually heard her out? Would things have been different if I stopped her from running to him?