𝐃. 𝐋. 𝐒. || 𝐊.𝐓𝐇 ✓

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After Alice and the talk of her craziness calmed down, it was near the middle of the month. Taehyung decided it was time to tell the remaining girls he was ending the business.

Some of the girls had already figured it was coming since the downfall of everything due to Eris and her lies. So when Taehyung reserved seats for a private event at one of the fanciest restaurants around, I'm sure they all had an idea of what was coming next.

"I'm nervous," Taehyung speaks up, fixing his black tie while admiring his suit and tie in the body-sized mirror in front of him.

I walk up behind him, placing my hand on his shoulder. "There's no reason to be nervous. You know they'll understand, and besides, you're giving the girls enough money to restart and live a happy life."

He turns, admiring me before saying anything. He glances at my hair which is pulled up fancily, my stunning, rose-red, cocktail dress, and the ring on my finger. A detail we both momentarily forget that we are married from time to time because of how fast everything has gone.

"You look gorgeous," he wets his bottom lip with his tongue. "Anyway, you're right. Hopefully, they'll be understanding," he looks away and turns his attention back to the mirror to fix his tie once more.

Softly, I laugh and grab his shoulders to turn him around to face me. Just as I suspected, his cheeks are a little red, and he doesn't make eye contact. Despite seeing me naked before, he still blushes and becomes nervous about me. I'll never get sick of that.

Grabbing his tie, I fix the damage he's done by undoing the tie and tying it once more, but this time, the correct way.

While I concentrate on the tie, I keep a gentle smile, knowing good and well he's staring at me, or more specifically my lips.

"And done," I comment, pulling away to make my exit from the bedroom. "I'll see you in the car,"

Exiting the bedroom, I keep my smug grin while walking down the hallway and eventually, leaving through the front door where I find my vehicle—the one Taehyung gave me in Italy. I take my spot in the driver's seat.

When I do, I almost forgot the feel of the wheel behind my hands. It's been forever since I've driven this, and I'm going to enjoy it driving to the restaurant tonight.

When the passenger side door opens, I grin from seeing Taehyung get inside.

"Well, hello—"

"Tease," he interrupts me, then reaches across the short distance to me before putting his hand behind my neck and urging me closer to him where our lips meet hotly.

I laugh behind the kiss, but he still doesn't move away.

"Taehyung, we're going to be late,"

"Five minutes isn't that bad," he laughs, moving his lips from mine down to my neck.

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We finally arrive at the restaurant after the heated make-out session in the car. Of course, we were a little late to the occasion, but no one seemed upset by it.