Y/N'S POV

Was I dumb?

Or....

I did not focus in the class?

No way! I was a brilliant student. Not a topper but atleast I studied enough to get through the semesters.

I swear, they never taught us about this stuff in the school; not even in high school. Even the Human reproduction chapters weren't that extended and straight-forward back then, neither I heard anything from my mother nor any of my friends talked to me about it.

And that is, S£x Education stuff.

How did I never know anything about it?

Rosy and Ji-so were with me all my life, in school, in high school and even in college then how is that they knew and I never?

I asked them of course, they said it's because I never dated anyone before, also because I always refused to go to clubs and bars with them during my peak years of teenage.

Well, back then I thought that studying was more important however, now that I look at my condition it feels like all that over work was for nothing.

In the last week, I learnt a lot, or better, got traumatized a lot.

Rest in peace, my eyes, which lost their purity while seeing something I shouldn't have seen.

Before I could start off with the books they got for me, they kept a whole two hours session of s£x education, and they were very serious about it.

Later what they did is something that I'll never forgive them for.

We three watched an adult film. Together. Just the three of us.

And it left me traumatized for another whole week. I felt like puking out, I couldn't meet Taehyung's eyes; I couldn't even meet my own eyes. I wanted to die and reborn again with a new set of memories. That's how much trauma it caused me.

Honestly, I could've lived my life much more peacefully even without watching that.

Adults do this gross kind of stuff?!

I knew that when two people are together, as couples, they kiss eachother and their bodies but I never thought that there was more to it.

After that it's today when I build up the courage to read the smut books they gave me. I would lie if I say that I was not curious, who wouldn't be? I wanted to know more; much more about that world.

Is it actually as gross in real life as it is in the movies?

Could there be a difference between making love and doing what they were doing without the display of any emotions? I saw the actions not the emotions so how would I know until I actually feel it myself. I need to know.

I need to know every detail about it.

I secretly rushed down to the living room after Taehyung left for office, as if someone will catch me; nobody was home except me and Tan. I was just scared of getting caught with these books, it has already been a heck keeping them hidden in my cupboard all this time.

I wasn't able to keep them in the library because sometimes Taehyung reads books there.

I opened the book to read when Yeontan came and laid on my stomach peeking into the book.

"What would you understand, Tan?" I chuckled low-key turning the pages which were already marked for me because my friends didn't want me to waste any time anymore, but I still started with chapter 1.

I first need to understand what is going on and how much the characters are in love with eachother before getting to that part.

I believe I can complete this book in a few hours if I stay constant.

The trope was Enemies to Lovers.

Half way into the book and finally a marked chapter showed up. I blinked a few times, cleared my throat and took a look around before actually reading it.

The chapter was small but erotic. I've never read something like this before; the words and the characters' feelings were hooking, heart-wrenching and jaw-dropping. As much as I hated myself to read an adult film on paper, I enjoyed every second of it.

My heart was racing, I could imagine what the characters were doing; it was as if it was right infront of my eyes.

Hell.

I immediately turned the pages and moved to the another marked chapter by skipping the between part. I wanted to read more of those feelings and emotions.

I was right, there are emotions.

The smut was addicting and I knew addiction was wrong but as long as I'm using it for enlighting myself it isn't. Right?

My phone buzzed. I clicked my tongue in annoyance.

It buzzed again over the tea table. I rolled my eyes before picking it up.

'2 missed calls from Taehyung' displayed over the screen. My eyes almost popped out, I cleared my throat again to free myself from the heat but in the meantime his call ended.

I called him after a few hesitating thoughts.

Come on, he wouldn't know what I'm doing here, at home, in my own library.

He didn't pick my call. Was there something important he wanted to talk about? Should I call him again? What if he's in a meeting?

The phone buzzed again displaying his text message.

"Be ready. We need to visit my parents, they've invited us for lunch and evening tea. I'll pick you up in 2 hours"
- Taehyung

"Why did they invite us out of blue?"
- Yn

"You can ask them yourself
081******09
081******72"
- Taehyung

Was that him being savage right now?

So he has enough time to send me their numbers but he doesn't have enough time to tell me the reason?

"You seeing that, Tannie?" I asked Tan who was still just curiously staring at me. "I just can't understand your dad" I complained.

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TAEHYUNG'S POV

"You can ask them yourself..." I replied giving her their phone numbers.

I mean, how would I know why they invited us out of blue? Sure, they are my parents but do parents really need a reason to hold gatherings?

It's a lunch, all we have to do is go and eat. What's there to be curious about gatherings? All they do is eat and talk.

To be honest, I don't understand the point of family gatherings. Eat and talk? We can do that at our own places too, why make a crowd?

"So, what is the new update?" Jimin asked after we ended up talking about business in his cabin.

I raised my brows slipping the ice coffee. I understood what he was talking about when he twisted his brows and passed a cocky smirk to me.

"We're still trying..." I said acting cool.

"At this rate, you will succeed when I pass my 60s!" he snapped getting up aggressively as he banged his palms over the table.

I passed him a bossy glare to show him that we're still working between office hours and that I'm still the head of this company.

He huffed taking his seat. "Taehyung, you tell me, will it look good if your children call me grandpa-uncle Jimin instead of just Uncle Jimin?" he exaggerated, I rolled my eyes. "I mean just think about it. It sounds so unfashionable!"

"Is this a joke to you?" I asked.

It has already been so difficult for me, especially since the past few days as she was spending the least of the usual amount of time she usually spends with me. Was she trying to avoid my company?

"Obviously it is" he said. "You are not able to propose your OWN wife, I mean??" he huffed.

I sighed, squeezing my eyes as I got a reality check from my friend.

"I doubt if she's really into me. Like you said, that she would do a little dance while eating food, but she didn't when I made her dinner!" I complained. "Does that mean she dislikes me?"

"How many times should I tell you this? She likes you, man you're her husband!" he explained irritated by my statement. "She married you despite of the fact that you eat brocolli in cake; what makes you believe that she isn't into you?"

He stood up much more annoyed than before and started to take a walk around in the cabin to pacify himself.

"Secondly, why would she do that little dance of happiness infront of a man who refuses to show his emotions?! She didn't do it because she ain't comfortable enough around you" he spoke giving me another reality check.

"You're just like a stranger guy roommate, who she's just friends with and nothing else!" he said tilting his head as he leaned his face closer to mine, his arms supporting his weight as he held the arms of my chair.

I forced my head away to show my negligence towards any act of bromance and before I could show more of my disgust by pushing him, he himself leaned away and moved back to his seat.

I gulped correcting my tie as I got back to my natural aura.

"Taehyung, do you love her?" he asked taking my all attention. "Because if you do, then what's taking you so long to make her yours?"

His question caught me off guard. It pulled me into deep thinking about her, about me, about us both.

Do I love her?

Is she more than a friend to me?

Love. Now that's a heavy word.

"Mr. Kim, eating food together is not called a date" he said calmly. "You're newly married, take her out often instead of working so hard in your twenties, spend more time with her she's your own wife not some actual friend!"

He's right, we've been taking this friends concept way too seriously that we forgot that we're actually married.

Distancing myself from her made it more difficult and confusing for me to differentiate between my feelings.

We're not friends, we are a couple.

"I'll leave first, dump this mug for me" I left the room.

"You're literally going out, you little-- " he hissed.

***

I honked the car horn waiting outside our house as I was taking a call.

It's been 5 minutes, is she still not ready?

Is she struggling with her dress again? No, she wouldn't repeat that scene again.

When my eyes fell again towards the door I saw her running to the car with her heels on. I sighed, this girl really calls for dangers for herself, what if she gets hurt?

I couldn't take my eyes off her until she reached the car. She came and sat beside me on the passenger's seat, I actioned her 'five minutes' with my hand. She nodded with understanding.

I glanced again to take a look at her and she was busy prepping herself.

"Did you apply your lipbalm today?" she spoke to herself, which also grabbed my attention and the next second her ring finger was on my lower lip with a strawberry flavour lipbalm which she tenderly dabbed over my lips.

I was caught off guard.

My heart skipped a beat as she held her innocent eyes infront of mine, actioning me to press my lips.

I was so confused I couldn't even hear what my friend was speaking on the other side.

"I- I'll call you later" I mumbled pressing my lips like she showed me to.

This was new. Why would she do something so intimate this easily? Or is it normal to everyone but me?

"Are we done?" she asked keeping her balm in her purse.

"Y- yes, let's just go!" this was so embarassing, I've never stuttered before infront of anyone.

I calmed my heart and started the engine.

***

YN'S POV

"We picked this on our way here, hope you will like it" I said giving Taehyung's mom the gold chain and ring we bought for both of them.

This is my first time having a family gathering with my in-laws so showing up without any gifts would've been rude of me. I thought Taehyung already got something for his parents as he knows what's the best as their son but when I asked him in the car he replied with a blank expression. So, we had to get this urgently before coming here.

"If you picked them, it must be good!" she chuckled keeping them aside on the sofa.

Surely, I picked both of it because he didn't even know what his parents' would like. Even then I really hope they like it because I'm nervous about my choice.

"The lunch is almost ready, let me go and check in the kitchen" she informed getting up.

"I'll come with you, mom" I said getting up next.

What would I do between two men? Two business men at that.

I followed her to the kitchen.

One thing I would never understand about us rich people is our big, lavish houses. Taehyung's parents live alone, just the two of them but their house is even larger than mine and Taehyung's, same goes for my parents.

A 2 bhk house is more than enough for a couple to survive then why make a 20 bhk mansion? For the ghosts to occupy?

It's such a heck to walk in these big mansions.

Imagine crossing a bridge distance just to go to the kitchen. I would rather order from outside.

"Should I make salad?" I asked looking at the dishes she prepared today.

The salad was missing. Taehyung cannot eat his meal without salad on the side.

"Oh yes, go ahead" she smiled steering the broth in the pot.

"....Uh so, how are things going between you two?" she spoke after a concerning silence. I left the knife on the board before turning to face her.

So, how am supposed to answer this?

Awkwardness engulfed the room. I curled my toes thrown into deep thinking.

What things is she refering to?

Y/n, don't think too much about it, just speak normally. I thought to myself.

"Uh, good. We're good" I faked a smile scratching the back of my neck.

"Do you guys make love?" she proceeded with another awkward question, I choked on air.

No, not this question. I've already had a traumatic time. The flashbacks from the last two weeks began to flash before my eyes, making me sweat.

"You guys made it, right?" she mumbled in my ears, my breaths hitched when I caught her so close to me, grasping my shoulders. There was so much hope in her eyes that it scared me to death.

She was expecting an answer. A positive reply from her son's wife. She wanted me to give her a shy smile and a green flag to clear her doubts and queries.

"M-mom, you see, Taehyung is a bit busy, actually too busy since past few months" I made an excuse instead, my heart racing at the speed of train.

I'm not really good at lying.

She sighed disappointed, "My workaholic son, Jesus!"

I exhaled in relief, she bought my lie.

"Look, y/n" she held me by my shoulders once again, I blinked a several times in fear. "Tease him" she said.

"Yes?" I questioned confused.

"All you have to do is tease him, he will handle the rest. Men cannot stay in their pants for a long time..." she suggested, neither her eyes nor her words, nothing was filtered.

She's way too open minded for someone born in 1960s.

"... Alright? You can do it!" she simply gave an ear to ear smile when I even failed to keep my expressions normal.

Please, not with s£x education stuff again!

***

TAEHYUNG'S POV

"So, Taehyung?" my dad uttered when I was reading a magazine across the table infront of him. I gazed up at him in response.

"How is work at the company?" he asked squinting his eyes at me.

"It's good" I responded getting back to the magazine.

"Why don't you take a break?" he asked another question.

"I just started the work, why you want me to take a break?" I asked trying to get his point.

He took a deep breath closing his eyes. Why is he circling things around?

"Dad, please get to the point" I requested keeping the magazine over the table, looking into his eyes.

"When am I having grandkids?" he spoke abruptly.

I choked low-key, "What?" I pretended to misheard what he just uttered. I honestly wanted to misheard his words.

"You heard" he folded his hands over his chest like a savage.

I scratched my forehead before beginning, "Dad, hear me out, we're still getting to know eachother. So I suggest you to calm your thoughts- "

"What do you mean, getting to know eachother? Aren't you guys husband and wife? Is there anything more to know?" he yelled in shocked.

What I don't understand is why are people so much more interested in my married life than anything else?

Why are they so curious about, if I made it or not?

Obviously there is more to know about eachother. There is so much more to know and find about eachother. What makes you happy? What makes you sad? Your favourite colour, food, fashion? What way do you want your closet? The interior? etc. etc. etc...

It's not like two people would just come together to produce a heir.

We're not the royals!

He snapped the rolled paper over the table infront, "I don't know anything I want a grandchild next year, that's it!" he acted stubborn, I widened my eyes over his childish behaviour.

"Next year? What do you mean by next year?" I scoffed sarcastically. "Dad, do you know family planning exists?"

"Then what's taking you so long? You are a family, start planning a baby already!" he snapped at me as he gritted his teeth.

I killed my urge to roll my eyes at my dad right infront of him, instead I shut my eyes, running my fingers through my hairs to pacify myself from speaking anything more sarcastic.

Now it all makes sense, they called us out of nowhere to talk about this stuff. I should've listened to Y/n. I should've asked them before.

Oh no, what if mom is talking about the same stuff with her? Makes sense, she isn't back yet.

I strode to the kitchen leaving my dad behind.

***

YN'S POV

The space was heated up, not because of the induction but because of her open minded talks.

This was being way too much frank and I wasn't prepared for what was going to come ahead.

I did not sign up for this, please.

"Then slide your hands- "

"Mom!" Taehyung came inside the kitchen making us flinch.

Words cannot describe how thankful I am to him for showing up like this.

"Yes, Tae?" she acted.

"If the food is ready then may I take my wife with me?" his tone was rather demanding than requesting.

"Sure, let me bring the food to the table" she said, I bowed awkwardly to her before moving out of the kitchen with him.

He was my saviour today.

***

Epilogue:

(Scene: When they were buying a gift at the jewellery shop)

Y/n was choosing between the gold chains, rings and bracelets kept infront of her over the glass.

Taehyung walked up to her from behind, "How is this?" he asked, holding the gold pendant with a diamond decorated on it.

"Don't you think it's way too feminine for you?" she said taking a look at it.

"You think I'm buying it for myself?" he asked with disappointment in his tone.

She gave a "For who else then?" look because when she asked Taehyung to help her choose a gift for his parents he refused and said that she should do it herself.

So fairly, she thought he was buying something for himself.

"Nevermind" he sighed giving a done look. "Are you done?"

"Yes. I chose these two" she answered showing the ring for his dad and chain for his mom.

"Can you please pack these two and this one for me" he asked the lady on the counter making his way out.

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A/n: Sorry for the late update. I'll try to update more frequently.

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