Chapter 57

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The Price of Privacy

Days went by, and Yoongi noticed with growing dread that the situation was getting worse.

They were being stalked even more aggressively.

The media had caught wind of their secret trip to the Philippines for Aen's birthday, and grainy, long-lens photos of Yoongi at the local hot springs with Aen and Carly had acted like fuel on a fire.

The headlines were relentless: "Min Yoongi Meets the Family" and "Yoongi and Aen Matching Rings: A Promise or Secret Marriage?"

The discovery that he had not only traveled across the ocean for her but had spent the weekend playing like a father figure to Aen's daughter sent the internet into a tailspin.

The images of their matching rings were just the final confirmation the media had been waiting for; to the world, it wasn't just a romance anymore-it was the building of a family.

Now, they seemed determined to capture every second of their lives in Seoul to see what would happen next.

To cope, he decided to set a strict routine for the two of them.

Every morning, he drove to Aen's apartment to pick her up just so he could drop her off at her workplace safely, despite it being so close by.

Although Aen protested at the idea, she couldn't help but agree once Yoongi voiced his deepest worries to her.

After work, he picked her up again, and they would head out for their usual date nights.

Other times, they preferred to stay in, sharing home-cooked meals, movie nights, and quiet moments filled with cuddles and sweet kisses.

***

The weekend arrived, and Aen and Yoongi were spending a quiet afternoon together at his apartment.

They were watching a TV show about baking when, in the spur of the moment, Aen decided she wanted to try making a cake herself again because it had been ages since she baked one.

Since Yoongi didn't have the necessary ingredients, they headed out to the local supermarket.

Yoongi pushed the cart while Aen carefully selected the items they need.

"Let's also buy some other stuff," she suggested, scanning the aisles.

"Hmm.. what kind of stuff?"

"Ingredients for dinner? What should we cook tonight? Or do you want to go out?"

"You choose," he replied, leaning against the handle of the cart.

"Surprise me, Jagi."

"Okay. Copy that."

Yoongi watched with a small smile as Aen busied herself, moving efficiently from shelf to shelf.

He found himself mesmerized by the domesticity of the moment, the way she hummed to herself while checking expiration dates.

He found himself mesmerized by the domesticity of the moment, the way she hummed to herself while checking expiration dates

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