The Husband Arrangement| TAEHYUNG

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"To family".

They all followed, raising the wine glasses before taking a sip. Anastasia smiled, placing a hand over taehyungs. "I'm glad you changed your mind,  tae", his mother chimed from across the dinning table. They had invited them over for supper, to celebrate taehyung joining the family business and to congratulate them on buying a new house. "Anastasia wanted to come", was all he said. His mother gave Ana a polite smile. She was happy to see her son settled in life.

"I'm glad the house is close by", his father sighed, poking the fork into the steak. Taehyung squeezed Anastasia's hand underneath the table. The house was her choice, despite him not wanting to be close to his family — he only accepted because Ana loved the area. "When we get settled, you all should come for supper", Anastasia suggest, earning a glare from taehyung. Namjoon remained silent. Watching their parents bond with taehyung was uncomfortable for him. He was so used to being the favorite son — it actually hurt seeing taehyung receive attention. It made him feel out of place.

"That would be a fantastic idea, Ana. Hopefully Sofia will make it ", their mother turned to joon. "She is caught up with work. She really wanted to be here tonight ", he explained on behalf of his girlfriend. "I understand ", their mother smiled. "This is nice. Never thought I'd see the day that our family sits at the dinner table , having a normal conversation ", their father spoke. Taehyung just ate silently, he couldn't care less about forming bonds. Everything he did was for Ana. She begged him to accept the supper invitation. Ana was desperate to see him happy. His eyes lift to see the slight sulk on his mother's face. She seemed distance since they had got here.

"Something wrong?", he blurt without hesitation. They all give him their attention. "What?", his mother whispered, seeing that the question was hurled at her. "I asked if somethings wrong. You look spaced out", he put down the fork. Joon only stared at his plate, he knew what was wrong but never spoke up. "She's just tired from cooking this grand meal", their father answered for her. Taehyung raised a brow, "Mother, are you sick?". He had totally ignored his father. Taehyung may give joon and their father the cold shoulder, but he could never do that to his mother. "No baby. I'm just tired ", she forced a smile. Anastasia followed all of their facial expressions. Something was definitely wrong.

Soon , their eyes snap to the direction of where the loud slam erupt. Someone had banged the front door with such force,  that it could have broken. Taehyung turned his attention back to his parents, namjoon had a deep frown plastered on his face. "Did you guys invite someone else?", he asked. "No", joon grit. "What the fuck is going on?", taehyung stood to his feet. "Tae, sit down", their father gestured. "Who the fuck has you all looking like constipated freaks?", he snapped. Anastasia gripped onto his shirt, pleading him not to cause a scene.

"Me".

Their heads turn to the little girl, standing at the dinning room entrance. Her school uniform wet , bag hanging loosely in her small hands. She looked pale and almost like Taehyung. Her black curls draped around her round face.

"You little bitch ", joon cursed as he stood, slamming his hands on the table. Anastasia was confused, who was this little child? "Namjoon, enough. I had asked you to be on your best behavior", their father groaned. "How can I? Why the fuck would you allow this illegitimate trash to come live in our family home?", he barked. Anastasia's eyes grew wide as she watched their father and joon argue. Their mother had her head hung low, she was sobbing. Taehyung on the other hand, was staring at the child. "Mother had forgiven your mistake 10 years ago! Why would you bring this bitch into our lives?", he shout in anger.