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TAEHYUNG'S POV

After preparing our dinner I went to look out for her. I was about to make my way to our bedroom when my eyes landed on a small figure sitting in the living room while enjoying television with popcorn. It was her. I found this scene adorable for some reason because from my view she looked like a 5 year old watching her favourite show by stuffing her mouth with popcorn over popcorn. I strode to her.

"You tell me, Mrs. Lawyer. Would you have divorced your husband who ACCIDENTALLY slept with other woman while he was drunk? It was a mere mistake..." the actor displaying on the tv show said which weirdly caught my eye so I stopped behind the sofa and started to get intersted in the show.

"No, Mr. Adam I would've never brought my husband to the court" the lawyer answered with a smirk, her presence screamed power. "I would've silently added poison to his morning coffee and cried for 3 days at his funeral instead. You're totally doing it the wrong way Mrs. Adam" she said.

My jaw dropped at her come back to that man who was now left in shock. I mean he indeed is wrong but shouldn't they solve it in a more lawful way than to be violent like that? What illegal show is she even watching?

"No, poisioning his coffee is not enough..." Y/n murmured munching on the popcorn. "You should cut him into small pieces and feed him to the street dogs at midnight!" she huffed.

She just did not said that the actress should cut off a damn HUMAN body and FEED it to the street dogs???

No, that cannot be my wife. Even her smile shines as bright as the sun; this darkness cannot come from her.

But, it did!

All of this horrible thinking just for an actor?? A literal actor? I discover new things about her every day and they either make me fascinated or either scare me away. She's getting influenced the wrong way. What in the world of psychopaths is she watching??

"Y/n?" I voiced, she flinched looking back at me.

"Oh, Taehyung" she smiled.

"What are you watching?"

"Oh this? It's a serial killer show -Sweet 69 ways to kill your bae" she answered gladly to my question.

I choked on the air. The show name is much more horrible than the deeds they are performing. Who is even allowing them to make such scary shows??

"Why don't we have our dinner now?" I asked massaging my temples in stress.

"Yes, let's go" she got up offing the tv behind her, I deeply sighed.

Not even in my wildest dreams I imagined a girl like her to watch serial killer diaries and that also while enjoying it with popcorn, she was also giving her own ideas to the invisible show creators which was actually scary.

Notes about Y/n:
3) She enjoys serial killer diaries while eating popcorn.

As we ate our dinner I figured to ask her about the samples of snacks that I brought home for her.

"How's the dinner?" I started with asking about the food first.

She raised her head up, "It's so tasty, and the dessert, it's way too delicious! I had no idea that you can cook" she chuckled gaining a small smile from me.

"Uh, did you like the new snack I brought earlier?" I questioned squinting my eyes to hear a positive review though I wasn't the one who invented it at the first place, but it still belonged to a branch under our label.

"Which one? That sweet and sour bear munchs?" she interrogated trying to remember, I nodded. "Oh, is it a new snack in the market? Well, it was nice and crunchy. It can make a good period snack to be honest" she complimented getting back to dinner.

And there the happiness and proud bursted inside me. I got exactly what I wanted. A positive review from a my first favourite customer. I'm so glad that she liked it.

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"Oh?" she got surprised as she encountered me coming out of the bathroom when she was about to go in.

"You can go in" I smiled moving aside, she looked at me perplexed.

Understandable, my behaviour may be a little different today because I'm trying to help her get a proper rest while she might think that I'm acting out of my character.

We live under the same roof, we sleep under the same sheets and then we are married as well; most importantly we are friends. So I'm not doing anything great, I'm just trying to help her out on her worst days.

I waited outside when she closed the door behind, hoping to see the best smile ever.

"Taehyung!" she swung the door open, my smile faded.

Why is she crying?

"What happened? Did you not like the scent of candles?" I asked as I panicked.

"Noooo" she cried more.

"Then, did you not like the colour of the bath-bomb??" I tried to hold her arm but took back thinking if I'm supposed to touch her? I panicked more instead.

"Nooo, This. is. Beautiful." she smiled through tears as her massacre smudged, I sighed in relief.

I almost cried myself.

"You're so sweet! Thankyou!" she wipe her face before closing the door again.

"Take your time" I said in low voice.

So, this sudden crying was due to hormones as well? Her cries got my heart racing, I was confused as hell that where it went wrong for her to cry like that but thankfully she stopped crying herself because as an introvert I suck at comforting.

Hormones are dangerous.

I did not do much, just arranged a warm, relaxing bath for her by adding lavender oil, bath-bomb and rose petals inside the bathtub and decorated scented candles around it by not forgetting to keep a book and coffee on the side. I assumed it would be great for reducing body cramps and headaches.

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*A month later*

Y/N'S POV

"He gifted you a WHAT?" Rosy overreacted catching everyone's eye in the library. "Uh sorry.." she whispered pursing her lips.

"I can't believe he gifted you a library. Like a whole library?!" Ji-so said in a low voice.

I shrugged off pressing my lips to hide even a little bit of smile.

"Tell us in detail what exactly happened?" Rosy jumped on her seat excited to listen my story.

"So...." I began.

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*Yesterday night*

I got home late, like 2 hours late. Usually I get a missed call or a text from Taehyung when I get late, but today strangely enough I did not receive any. Well, he must be working late himself and then I was enjoying hard with my own friends so I did not care much.

I opened the door, kept my shoes on it's place and was about to head straight to my bed because of how tired I was; I turned on the lights only to be welcomed my husband who was in the kitchen. Again.

I got a mini heart attack in the first two seconds of processing that there was actually someone in the house and I am not alone to myself. I pulled myself together not wanting to roll my eyes at him.

What was he even doing in the dark all alone?

Then my eyes travelled to the kitchen counter. A cake. He was preparing a cake?

Wait, he knows that it's my birthday today?

My birthday party was the sole reason I was out this late. Honestly, I celebrated my birthday outside because I thought that he had no idea about my birthday, it would've been utterly awkward if me and my friends were celebrating it here and he would've walked in out of nowhere and ofcourse I did not wanted to hide my birthday from him, it's stupid, yet telling him that it's my birthday today by myself would've been more awkward. So, I kept quiet and acted normal.

Anyway, was he really preparing a birthday cake for me?

I headed towards him nervously. How do I even ask him if this cake's for me?

Taehyung pursed his lips before saying, "Well, it was supposed to be a surprise but-- " he clicked his tongue, disappointment over his face. "Nevertheless, happy birthday Y/n" a small smile.

I looked down at my feet to cover the big grin which was not ready to leave my lips.

I love this simplicity.

He knows that it's my birthday today.

Who even tell him? Jimin did not know, my friends so far have no contacts with him, my parents are out of city, his parents have no idea maybe as well. So he found out himself?

Like, was he curious to know? Since when he knows about it?

Now something as common as a birthday was making me feel special. My heart was fluttering; he made the cake himself!

"Thank you, Taehyung" I looked up at him and tried hard to not crack up at his condition.

The apron, the condition of the kitchen, his cheeks and the tip of nose covered with a hint of flour. I wanted to hug him and squeeze him like my mom would do with my dad after he does something to please her but I controlled my urge and just completed it with a thank you.

Now what? Blowing candles and cutting the cake?

"If you don't mind I would like to show you my gift first" he asked keeping his apron on one side coming out of the kitchen.

"A gift? For me?" I was rather shocked than curious. He got a birthday gift for me??

We came near the storage room; we don't store anything here though. Our house way definitely too big for the two of us so most of the rooms were vacant including this one. I don't come her oftenly as this room is at the back of our house and also because I have never used the back door.

"If you could close your eyes for a few minutes?" he tilted his head to give me a small smile again.

That small smile is so beautiful, I wonder how he looks when he laughs openly? I would die to witness that.

I nodded taking a deep breath. The door unlocked and he led me in with his hand resting on my upper back. My heart raced.

I felt the lights on. "Now you can see" he commanded.

And the first thing I see is a library. I looked around in surprise and generating tears in my orbs. Books everywhere, a coffee machine, pens, stickers and reading glasses over the table; also not forgetting to mention how neatly the sections were made.

He gifted me a library?!

I turned to face him. Now my urge to hug him was reaching its extent.

"Now please don't cry; I did this to see you smile" he said leaning on the door frame, his hands folded over his chest.

"This is best gift I've ever received!" I whispered loud enough for him to hear.

"You said at the breakfast that you love the smell of books and the warmth of library, I just brought it closer to you" he explained still leaning on the wall. "I did nothing much; now you can read anytime you want"

I sucked in my tears because I can atleast do this much for the kind of gift I received. Last time he was panicking watching me cry and slept first to kill the embarassment.

He doesn't know how to comfort a crying person, which is......actually funny and cute!

"I shall bring the cake" he went out.

He remembers.

Is this what his mom meant when she said that Taehyung is a gentleman? Wouldn't deny, she wasn't exaggerating.

Remembering small details about me, taking care of me during my periods, making delicious food for me, fighting for me at the party. He did all the justice to his position as my husband.

He's so loving and so loveable.

"Woof! Woof!" I heard a bark from the doorside. Taehyung brought in the cake in one hand and a bag in other which carried a cute little pomeranian peeking outside.

"Aww! Who is this?!" I squealed happily at the small puppy.

He placed the cake over the table and pulled the black & golden puppy out from the bag. The pomeranian was so small it looked like a cookie in Taehyung's big hands. It was scared and probably needed someone to pet him.

Taehyung passed him to me, I could feel that little life's racing pulses all over. Thankfully he got at rest as I caressed his head and made some goofy sounds.

"He already likes you" Taehyung said observing it.

"Where did you get it from?" I asked playing with the puppy.

"My client gave it to me saying that it has been a heck to keep up with his naughtiness, he was going to sell it anyway so I brought him home" he spoke petting the puppy in my arms. "And then you like puppies too"

I bite my lips as I smiled. Did he bring this puppy because his client gave it to him or did he bring it because I like puppies or I'm just being overly delusional now???

"What do we name him?" I asked.

He looked up into my eyes, his finger still with the puppy. Not again. Not again with this kind of eye contact which stops the time and makes 2 seconds feel like 2 hours.

I gulped as my eyes got locked with his even when I tried not to, the distance between us was not as much either, I could feel the heat, the kind of heat that makes my heart race rather than making me sweat.

"Ouch!" Taehyung moved back, I flinched snapping out. He checked his finger around, maybe this cutie got his finger in his mouth.

"Bad manners" I said to the puppy who was staring at me innocently like, 'Mom, did I do something wrong?'

"How about YEON-TAN?" he appealed squinting his eyes at me.

"Yeon-tan.." I repeated. "Yes, Yeon-tan. Kim Yeon-tan. Our son!" I giggled squeezing Yeon-tan in my palms.

"Yes?" he raised his eyebrows in question, perhaps he found that 'son' weird but I just laughed it out.

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*Back to present day*

"He's in love with you" Rosy hit the table in her deep thoughts as soon as my flashback ended.

"What? Love? How is that love?" I chuckled nervously. "He cares for everyone around him and I'm just one of his people. Wouldn't you guys do the same to see me happy?"

"Y/n, girl I love you. But that doesn't mean that I'll gift you a whole damn library!" Rosy scoffed. "I mean are you understanding the gravity of this gift? It's not a 2$ rose which we get from the corner market in the 2nd street; it's an actual library" she explained.

"Exactly, Y/n. One needs feelings to give gifts, and a gift as big as a library could only come from someone who dedicates themselves to you" Ji-so said. "Like, Beauty and the Beast?"

Yes, it was exactly like Beauty and the Beast. Just like Belle once said the Beast that she likes reading and the next day he gives her his library as a gift.

"...Anyway, then what did you guys do?" Rosy jumped excited yet again.

"After the cake cutting? We slept" I answered.

"No, before sleeping" her tone was like, she wanted to hear something else from me.

"We cut the cake" I simply said.

"Y/n, what did you do guys do in between cutting cake and sleeping?" she asked a little irritated at me.

"What do you want to hear?" I snapped.

"A kiss obviously!" Ji-so exclaimed, Rosy huffed.

"A kiss? Noo!" I blushed.

"He did so much and you did not even kiss him?! Huh?" Ji-so yelled at me with disappointment.

"Well...well, guys we haven't reached to that level yet" I tried to make them understand our situation.

"So you're telling me that you both have never kissed?!" Rosy was shocked and so was Ji-so, I shook my head saying a no.

"But it has been 4 months already!" Ji-so whined.

"Y/n...." Rosy gently rested her palm over mine. "What did you guys do on your first night after wedding?"

"We were so tired, we just slept" I sighed recalling how tired I was.

"And what about your honeymoon period?"

"We visited places, ate food and....we just slept" I said recalling that as well.

"So you guys wasted all your precious time sleeping?" Rosy rolled her eyes as she laughed sarcastically.

"Rosy, do you really think it's about giving eachother space because I don't think Taehyung is a kind of guy who could be gay" Ji-so discussed with Rosy, I just gwaked at them with blankness.

"He seems to be a sugar daddy kind of man, there's no way he did so much just to see her smile and has no romantic feelings towards her" Rosy bite her lips nervously, both of them stressed about me.

"Wait, did he found out about her innocence?!" Ji-so shouted taking everyone's attention in the library again.

"Obviously, he did. What kind of question is that?" Rosy banged the table again.

"Sorry" I said to the people in library.

"Y/n, now tell me, did he ever flirted with you? Wait...you wouldn't know even if he did" she sighed. "Anyway, tell me that did you ever acted so clueless to anything which made Taehyung go speechless? On the first night? In the honeymoon period?" a curious glare.

I tried to recollect my memories by massaging my head.

"....and then he threw them out" I completed.

All I could recall was that one time on our first night of our honeymoon after we reached the hotel of Rome. I still am so confused about what so clueless I did with the cOndOms which made him throw that expensive of a box away and say that he will buy me a whole company if I asked??

"He is such a nice guy" Ji-so said in a low, sad voice.

"Indeed" Rosy supported with the same tone.

"He gave her space" she was emotional.

"A gentleman" so was she.

"Enough!" the Ji-so who mostly prefers to stay silent got up breaking her patience. "Now that he has done his side of work, it's our chance to handle the rest"

I had no idea what they were talking. What did I do so wrong that they got so disappointed and concerned? I have been a good wife all this while.

"Yep, let me get her the new books which have scored 5 stars for the most raw smut ever written on a paper!" Rosy went in to the books section leaving me and Ji-so to ourselves.

The amount of confidence and stubbornness they both had in their in their tone was similar to some students trying to study at night to score a 99% in exams. What for?

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A/N: In case you're curious about their age gap,

19/10/1988 __ Kim Yn.

30/12/1985 __ Kim Taehyung.

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