Pretend | Taegyu

●Yes Or No?●

Beomgyu walked towards the parking lot, dragging Taehyun with him. He opened his car door for Taehyun, motioning him to get inside. 

"Ew," Taehyun scrunched his face. "I don't want to get in your stinky car." 

Beomgyu rolled his eyes. "My car is perfectly clean, okay? And, can you just sit in the fucking car?" 

Taehyun dejectedly sat down in the car, watching Beomgyu enter it too before shutting the door close. 

They sat in silence for a few seconds before they both spoke up. 

"So-" 

"I-" 

"This is awkward." Taehyun pinched the bridge of his nose. 

"I'll go first." Beomgyu said, just as he was about to open his mouth, he was interrupted. 

"Absolutely not. I want to speak first." Taehyun said, crossing his arms. 

Beomgyu sighed. "You can go first, then." 

Now, Taehyun felt guilty for acting like a brat. "No, you can go first." 

Beomgyu looked annoyed now. "Let's stop being childish for a moment, alright? I'll go first."

"Alright." Taehyun replied, crossing his arms. 

"Look, I really don't want to get married at like such a young age. Especially to my ex-boyfriend." Beomgyu took a deep breath before continuing. "As much as I don't want to see your face,"

 Which Taehyun gasped at the offence. "I don't want to get married to you too!" 

Beomgyu gasped. "Why wouldn't you want to get married to me? I'm literally the most perfect person on this planet-" 

"That's my number one reason." Taehyun cut him off with an unimpressed look. 

Beomgyu ignored him. "Just imagine us getting married." 

Taehyun placed a finger under his chin, closing his eyes to imagine. But immediately, his face was replaced with a scowl. "Okay, ew- Nope. There's no way." 

Beomgyu's face morphed into a smirk. "What did you imagine? Us being domestic or-" 

"I'll shave your hair off." Taehyun threatened. On hearing that, Beomgyu unconsciously touched his hair. 

"But let's look more onto the brighter side-" 

"What brighter side? My life became dull, the moment you entered it again." Taehyun frowned. 

Beomgyu flipped his hair. "Now-now, you don't need to be that grateful for my presence." 

Taehyun rolled his eyes. "Annoying ass." 

"I heard that!" 

"Good, it was intended." 

"But anyways-" Beomgyu raised his hand in the air. "Now that I think about it, this can be advantageous." 

Taehyun was about to speak but Beomgyu cut him off. "This can benefit our careers. You'll get your recognition and I can get mine." 

"What more recognition do you need? You're in like the top five heirs of the most famous companies." Taehyun grumbled, fidgeting with his hands. 

Beomgyu teasingly smiled. "It seems like you read about me on the internet." 

"Don't get your hopes high." Taehyun rolled his eyes. But now that he put his brain into it, he can see that this marriage deal might help them out. 

"Maybe this can work out for the both of us." Taehyun confirmed it with a nod. My café is as important to me as your business is important to you. I would be glad if my café gets successful from this deal, we're having. Although, it wouldn't be difficult to act as a couple. A married one, to be specific. We dated for four years.. we mostly know everything about each other." Taehyun quickly spoke out.

Beomgyu nodded. "It can be awkward, though." 

"That's a different problem.." Taehyun sighed. "Are we agreeing?" 

Beomgyu nodded. "I don't see a reason to why not to." 

 Taehyun stretched his arms. "Great, can we go back now? I don't want to see your face anymore."

"You should be grateful that you get to see my face for free-" 

"I have a question." Taehyun interrupted him. "Do we have to live in the same house?"

Beomgyu frowned at him. "What kind of a married couple doesn't live in the same house? Of course, we have to!" 

"Oh.." Taehyun, slowly nodded. "What about our friends? We have to tell them." 

"They'll be the most happiest." Beomgyu chuckled. "Remember how they were on the verge of tears when we broke up? It was almost like as if they were more sadder than us." 

"Too bad." Taehyun continued. "We need to tell them that it's fake before they feed more into their delusions." 

Beomgyu nodded with a light smile on his lips. The awkward tension was starting to lift from both of their shoulders. 

"Well, I'm hungry now. I didn't come to this fancy restaurant, just to not eat anything." Taehyun grumbled, opening the door of the car. Sighing as the warm air hit his face.

They quickly walked towards the entrance of the restaurant. Fortunately, the elevator was on the ground floor so they didn't had to wait for it. 

"Quick question," Beomgyu said as the elevators doors closed. "Do we have to kiss in front of the media?" He whispered. 

Taehyun choked on his saliva. "Why are you worrying about that?!" He exclaimed as he hit the older's arm. 

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They reached on their floor, their eyes immediately fell onto their parents, who were looking quite nervous. They, slowly walked towards them, feeling the table was surrounded with silence. 

"We made the decision." Beomgyu, quietly said, taking a seat on the chair, on which he previously sat on.

"You both did?" Mrs. Choi asked, eyes glimmering in hope. 

Beomgyu and Taehyun took a look at each other before saying, "We'll do it." 

And just like that, the  tables erupted in cheers, gathering the attention of the other people, present there but they couldn't give a damn about them. 

'I hope that, we didn't make the wrong decision.' The soon-to-be-fake-couple thought. 

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- This might be the last update for the next two-three weeks, because I have my finals starting in a few days and I'm going to be busy as hell, so I hope you enjoy this chapter<3