You and Taehyung have been friends for as long as you could remember, with both your families being directly involved in business together, and being closer than family, you've been surrounded by him almost always.
Over the course of twenty-eight y...
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The heights he had gone just to prove that your presence didn't concern him were insane. He had just pretended that you weren't there, how could he just do that so easily?
Although you didn't mind, you had sat next to Iseul for the 14 hour duration of the flight because Kim Taehyung had gotten his seat changed last minute, he refused to sit next to you.
But if he was stubborn, you were even moreso. You refused to acknowledge his presence as well.
The flight had finally landed and you all had gotten out of your seats, stretching your arms and legs post the long duration of the flight.
Once Iseul was finished, you move into the aisle and allow yourself to attempt to grab your carry-on baggage from the overhead bin. But you were at a slight disadvantage now, you'd ended up getting your bag up there with Jimin's help, but Jimin was too busy helping Ryuna at the moment. Tip-toeing, your hand is able to grab the handle of your bag, but you knew if you pulled it, it would fall on your head. Not that your current state of struggle was saving you from embarrassment.
You feel the scent of a familiar cologne almost intoxicating you. Taehyung's larger figure grazes your backside, his arm reaching up and grabbing your bag with minimal effort.
"Thought I should save you the embarrassment," Taehyung says in a low voice, handing you your bag.
You turn to face him, numerous emotions coursing through you. Happy that he had finally acknowledged your presence. Anger because he'd only just acknowledged your presence. Affection because he'd put aside his pettiness to help you, so you wouldn't feel looked down upon in front of everyone.
"Like you do me any good," you reply with equal wittiness.
"That's true, when has my sole presence ever satisfied you," he looks away before walking off to where Jimin was standing.
What the hell was that supposed to mean?
But you decide to push it aside for the moment once you see Ryuna gesturing you to join them.
Once out of the airport, there were countless black SUVs waiting to escort all of you to the hotel.
Hôtel Lutetia. Known to be one of the most, if not the most, luxurious hotels in Paris.
You'd visited Paris two or three times due to business regards, but nowhere near where the gala was, so you'd never gotten a chance to visit this hotel. Which is why you were quite excited. Note: you were. If you're so excited at the moment, you aren't very sure.
Never in these 28 years had you ever visited Paris with Taehyung, which is why you had been so excited. He'd been to Paris a few times and so had you, but never together. He'd always been vocal about how much he loves Paris, which made so much sense to you, Taehyung is quite literally Paris personified.
