YN'S POV:

I wrung out the water off my hand-washed clothes, and hung my long pencil skirt over the horizontally extended rope in the patio of the house.

Actually, I forgot to add a washing machine to the list of all the things that my rich grandmother doesn't own.

Truthfully, I am not complaining; it's not like it's my first time washing my clothes by myself. This old lady always makes me do it whenever I come here, including how she makes me wake up at 5 and do yoga, then takes me to her vegetable farm and come back home at
9am with groceries for the day.

Here, I'm worried only about Taehyung.

It was his first day here that's why grandma let him rest today. He was freshening up right now but little does he know that what was waiting for him ahead? No, he didn't. Perhaps, it's going to be the worst holiday he ever had and as if yesterday's back pain wasn't enough, he is going to go through every kind of ache today.

As in: washing his clothes by himself, cooking food because grandma liked it yesterday, farming with her and if he's not lucky then, he's going outside to meet other grandmas too.

His military days would seem easier infront of her discipline.

"Y/n!" she came from nowhere, I flinched rubbing my ear as she broke the train of my thoughts. "Go and give this to Taehyung" she said handing me a small head towel.

"But why should I when he asked from you?" I inquired, twisting an eyebrow.

"Who's husband is he? Mine?" she snapped back loudly passing back the same energy as she dumped the towel on my arm.

"Grandma, you're getting lazy!" I teased and ran away before I get a smack, too.

I thought he was in the bathroom as the towel was still with me so I kept walking; but only until I saw him coming towards me, heedless of my presence, half naked and ruffling his wet hair. I stopped in an instant, my left foot was still in the vacant air, I felt it but couldn't find myself putting it back on the floor because everything about me glitched.

Breaths, beats and brain.

This is my first time seeing him freshly coming out of the shower and I haven't been this fascinated before, his soaked body shining in the daylight as the water droplets made their way down to his neck, to his chest, to his abs to the towel wrapped around his waist and get absorbed in it's soft cotton.

Taehyung gyms? Damn!

I closed my mouth to prevent the saliva from falling out and gulped it down instead. This is the second time I'm getting this feeling, the feeling to just keep gwaking at him until my senses get tired. My heart was racing again, but nastily; I think I know this feeling. The feeling of getting attracted to someone and their beauty. Crush. I think I'm getting a crush on him.

He's so goddamn attractive -sexy.

I wonder if I've felt the same way towards any other man.

Min Yoongi. My first idol crush. I remember choking on water and almost dying when I saw a glimpse of his abs through his soft net shirt during his concert. I also remember how I wanted to marry him since that day so that I could finally see his abs on full display. I think this is why he never shows too much skin, to keep our sanity. I was crazy back then.

"Y/n?" his voice echoed in the back of my head, not Yoongi's but Taehyung's. And I realised that he actually called me and it's not my brain sending me signals to come back to reality; it's actual reality calling me.

Shit! I'm right infront, in the centre of the room. Why am I so lost today that everybody is calling me?!

Good thing, that I was thinking about Yoongi while digging my eyes at the floor and not directly into Taehyung's soul like I was doing before like a shameless. I pulled my head up and hummed innocently.

I am now, dared to look at him without letting my gaze travel down. He twisted a brow at me with an uneven lip expression, of course his habit of judging people!

At this moment, I wanted to throw the towel at his judging face and run out of here but he is going to stay with me under the same roof so I can't embarrass myself. I stepped ahead to pass him what he asked for, a towel, very gently.

"Towel" that's all I said; that's all there was left to speak. And turned like I'm a robot who has completed its assignment and is now ready to leave.

Suddenly, a sudden collision. A collision of his big, broad, macho chest and my back.

Processing information: Y/n, your clothed warm back is sticking to Taehyung's bare soaked body, his hand is grasping your lower chest.

The droplets from his wet hair were falling over my collar bone and at the back of my neck, passing me chills all over as its cold was making those spots sensitive. I bit my lips to keep in gasps and moans. My muscles tensed up at his hot breaths tracing my ear and nape, leaving a ticklish feeling every second. The sweet and addicting smell of his lavender body wash creating its way to my nostrils, increasing my urge to ask him the name of that brand. I could sense my clothes soaking the water from his body. Goosebumps all over.

I didn't enjoy this but I didn't find it uncomfortable either. It was just intimidating, like his presence this was making me nervous.

The fact that, even though I got embarrassed seeing him in this avatar, he didn't even flinch nor did he cover his upper body in embarrassment. Does he not feel uncomfortable when we're just getting started? Beats me...

Neither do I feel uncomfortable around him anymore however, it's a bit awkward to see him like that. I've realised that I like him, perhaps it could be more than just liking, maybe. And I don't know what's stopping me from opening my heart to him, I don't know if it's the new knowledge I'm gaining or it's his unexpresssive, cold and dominant aura; though Taehyung has been the sweetest guy to me, I'm still hesitant about the change of feelings inside me.

I can't differentiate if, what I have towards him is attractiveness or is it just the start of falling in love with him.

I'm so confused, I need time.

Back to the situation, we were still the same.

"You were about to step on Yeontan" he softly spoke in ears as he let me go and what felt like hours ended in minutes.

My eyes went down to Tan who was simply eating his food, "Oh" I met his eyes, "I didn't know he was here"

"Watch out" he sneered mockish, and went inside the room.

***

TAEHYUNG'S POV:

"For how long am I going to do this?!" I cried looking up at the sky as I softly punched my backbone a few times to aid the ache.

"Until you learn to do it properly!" Grandma snapped from the other row of the potato farm.

I scrunched my eyes catching a breath. Why am I, Kim Taehyung the business man, the owner of the biggest company in Korea and 3rd largest empire in the world is farming potatoes???

Why??!

I mean, why?? I don't need to do this. It's not like it's gonna come in use in future. I've earned enough fortune until now to leave in peace for the rest of my life, then I don't understand why I am learning potato farming early in the morning when I should be getting updates of the business world?

Though, I wish I learnt any of this before when I was younger: coming from a 25 year old young man. Atleast I wouldn't be this messy, I'm completely dirty in the mud and probably smelling like algae, too. I didn't bathe for an hour just for this! Grandmother and Y/n look so clean meanwhile I am looking like an eraser which was found in the classroom after being lost for months.

"Excuse me, sir.." a passer-by began, I paused while both Y/n and grandma shifted their attention to that man. His voice sounds familiar, as if I hear it everyday; as if I don't want to hear it everyday.

"May I know where Madam Han Si-ya lives?" he uttered making me look up in the bright sunlight.

"It's me" grandma stood up in response, then Y/n behind her to see who the guy was.

Park Jimin.

"Oh? And, y/n" he said as I got up next to him when he was waving at both the ladies. "Then you must be......Taehyung!" he smacked me on my arm. "I almost didn't recognise you. That's how ugly you look!" I gave him a sharp glare.

"Well, atleast I did something to look ugly unlike you" I snapped taking off my gloves, everyone chuckled low-key and Jimin's smile dropped.

"Okay boys let's go home!" grandma said from the back.

"Y/n, you're my friend you're supposed to defend me. Don't laugh!" he sulked as he joined giggling Y/n from behind us.

***

I walked outside of the house after cleaning the dirt off of my hands, feet and face as I couldn't bath; what if she makes me work again at the farm because I still don't know how to plant potatoes?

Jimin changed his clothes into simple pajamas which he borrowed from grandma and luckily that one pair of a 10th grade kid fit him well. He was here with a few files which needed my agreement and also because I had a meet-up tonight with an important personality, he is going to accompany me there as I can't trust anyone else with my secrets other than my own friend. No matter how much bickering we do and how many times he loses against me, he still is my best buddy of years and always will be.

My eyes travelled to Y/n who was dropping blankets inside a big tub kept in our patio.

"What are you doing?" I asked gulping down water.

"I'll be washing blankets" she said adding more blankets to the tub.

"Why don't you use washing-machine?"

Oh yeah, we don't have a washing machine here. How can I forgot that after washing my clothes by myself on a stone for the first time?

She scoffed, "Actually, this is the only right way of washing blankets" she stepped inside the tub pressing down the blankets in detergent water. "Wanna join?" she chuckled softly as she looked up at me.

Ofcourse-

"Let that princess be, let me- " Jimin came forward like a knight in shining armour, however right then I extended my big, wide hand to stop his minion like body to commit another step near my wife.

"I'll do it" I stepped inside the tub instead.

It was relaxing, like a kind of foot massage. As I was pressing down the blankets to the bottom, bubbles were blowing up under my feet passing tickles. I continued repeating my actions like a kid who just discovered an interesting game, it was fun even if it was my first time doing this. Actually, everything that I did today was kinda interesting and fun though it caused my muscles some ache, be it washing my clothes or farming or this. To do everything by yourself is much better than only consuming.

"Hold my hands!" Y/n laughed taking both of my hands in hers immediately, without even letting me give my hands in hers and began to jump in the water.

As I pulled my head up I saw her shinning under the soft sunlight while her chuckles fell on my ears, probably the sweetest and the softest sound I've ever heard in my entire life.

"Come on jump!" she kept laughing...

And when she laughed, I laughed too. With the same enthusiasm, same tone and pitch, with an open heart, I laughed with her. I didn't know that something this silly could be this enjoyable until I met her.

I tightened my hold on her hands, pulling her a little closer and jumped along with her. Perhaps she did not expect me join in, she blinked at me few times as she watched me laugh and chuckle like that but within a few seconds she joined in the fun again.

I never laughed like this, actually I never fully laughed before I met her. I was never happy enough to do that; but with her, she makes me happy in a way it lits my soul.

That's when I realised that friendship is not the only feeling I had towards her all this time; it was love, pure and genuine love. And I wanted to love her for ever after, for all my life, until the very end.

I like no one, absolutely no one; but I liked her from the very start. I liked her when I didn't even know her, like when she called me an ajusshi at the bakery to our wedding party when she was only talking to Jimin and when I got to know her it's just gotten worse, from marrying her to until now till this moment; liking has turned into loving.

I'm always up early so that I can wake up to her, I sleep after her so I could watch her sleep in the pretty moonlight, I think about her when she's not there, I miss her if she's not with me, I couldn't fall asleep if she's gone to meet her parents, I can't eat my breakfast if she ain't talking, when I look at her it makes me want to keep looking, her smile is so sweet it makes me want to make her more happy, my heart ponders when I'm closer to her, she makes me want to be a better man and a better person.

There are just so many things I like about her, unconditional, innumerable, uncountable; the way she laughs, the way she talks, the way she makes an extra cup of coffee, the way she reads displaying all kinds of expressions, the way she gives ideas to the serial killer show directors, the way she talks with the lilies in our garden when watering them, her messing the kitchen when making food, there's just so much to love and appreciate about her, even her innocent mistakes.

I've always loved her just never realised it until now when her pretty, healing laugh touched my heart. I never saw her laugh like that before; it was as if her chuckles teared through my heart and made a home inside my flesh, a home which I wanted to protect at any cost, a home which I wanted to be a part of so desperately.

I just fell in love with her and I know that this bastard will keep growing.

***

"I'll be late, don't wait for me" I pressed my smile to control my joy and prevent myself from giving her a big, tight hug, maybe? That's what I wanted to do, actually after this afternoon I wanted to cancel all my plans and stay with her, however this meeting was just as important so I had to regretfully choose this.

"Take care" she nodded and sighed. She was sad, too.

Today was such a special day for both of us.

"Where's your car?" I asked, unlocking mine as I take a look around to find Jimin's car.

"I took a bus"

"Why don't you maintain your car?!" I exclaimed because I assume it's the maintenance problem again.

"Oh hello? My car is already maintained. I took a bus to save my diesel and our beautiful mother earth" he spatted nonsense again like the other time. I'm a very calm guy but this man just tests my patience.

I sat in the car taking the lead to drive, he opened the passengers door and rested his half butt on when I pushed him out immediately.

"Sit back. That's my wife's seat" I spoke buckling the seat belt. Nobody sits there from now on, it belongs to her.

"I'll miss being your passenger princess" he said dramatically sitting at the back.

***

*Time skip: Meeting*

"To what do I owe your pleasure, Mr. Kim"

"That's new, you never call me by my surname, Pearl"

I asked my secretary to appoint a meeting with Pearl as she happens to be the so called victim in the video and perhaps also the one who uploaded this clip. I never wanted to see her again after what she did to Y/n but her cheap tricks made me do it anyway. I knew she wouldn't keep quiet after feeling insulted at the party. I wondered what was keeping her back from playing an uno reverse on me, but here we are!

"What do you expect? You rejected me once and insulted me the other time" she smoked passing me a bitter smirk.

I scoffed, "You're still sulking about it? Move on, it was just a blind date and you aren't my type anyway" I took a sip of whiskey.

"Then what did you see in that woman!" she slammed her fist over the glass table.

"The answer is clear, because she is my type" I replied, a little straight forward or more like savage?

She smirked again before getting up to move out. I held her wrist, "Sit back, Pearl. We haven't gotten to the point of this meet-up yet" and spoke strictly with my jaw clenched tight cause of rage and disgust I have towards her.

"Take down the video" I said taking my hand back, resting them on the couch.

"And why do you think that I am involved?!" she gritted her teeth standing beside me.

She may not be involved but she definitely knows who's behind all this and she's enjoying it too.

"I don't care who did it. I just want you to clear up the rumors as you happen to be the cause of it" I stood up giving her a smirk.

"And, why do you think I'd do it, Kim Taehyung?" she asked meeting my eyes as I towered over her.

I took a step forward, she took one back, again a step forward, again one back until she fell on the sofa and I caged her between my arms.

"You think I ignore everything that passes by me, Pearl?" I asked leaning in, the aura cold. "Clear up the rumors or else I'll give the media something much bigger, and interesting to leech off"

"Are you threatening me now?" she asked, her eyes red with anger.

"I'm just sharing my future plans with you, as a friend you know?" I smiled and I know that at this moment she wanted to take my smile off my face but all she did was avoid my gaze by turning her face away.

"I'll take my leave then" I leaned away buttoning my coat. "You know how to take care of the rumors, right Pearl? You always know, you've mastered that course" I smiled one last time before leaving the room.

Today was the best day of my life and I'm not letting anyone ruin it.

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