Pretend | Taegyu

●Golden & Silver Rings●

"Last shop for the day is the jewellery shop." Beomgyu cut off the silence in the car as they were currently, stuck in a traffic. "For the rings." 

Taehyun sighed as he messed up his hair. "I'm tired. All I wanna do is go home and sleep. I couldn't even be at the café, today."

"You're a workaholic, do you know that?" Beomgyu replied, watching the traffic lights go green as he placed his hand on the steering wheel. 

"I'm very much aware. Soobin hyung keeps on nagging me about it." Taehyun huffed, eyes on the outside. 

Beomgyu chuckled. "He still hasn't changed. Remember how back in high-school, he used to nag so much?" 

Taehyun groaned. "I remember. His main victims were you and Yeonjun hyung." 

Beomgyu hummed, continuing to drive. Unlike previously, the silence was rather comforting than awkward. 

After a few minutes, they finally pulled in front of mall. Taehyun got out of the car as Beomgyu drove towards the parking lot of the mall. 

Taehyun opened his phone, finding the location that Mrs. Choi had sent them, his eyes widened when he saw the name of the shop. "That looks so fucking expensive." He muttered, wondering how rich Beomgyu truly was. 

He must be rich as fuck, considering the shop that they were going to shop in. 

"I'm back." Beomgyu announced his arrival. "Let's go in?"

Taehyun nodded, sighing in relief as the automatic glass doors opened, the cool air of the inside, hitting him right on the face. 

"I hate summer." 

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"I feel so out of place, here." Taehyun tugged on Beomgyu's clothes, watching women and men of high-class, enter there. Even small kids were dressed in high-end brands! 

As a kid, Taehyun would jump out of joy if he got a lollipop. And here are the kids, who are literally whining about not getting Dior to their parents. 

The fuck?

"I'm rich and I feel out of the place too." Beomgyu replied in a monotone tone, holding onto Taehyun's shirt as well. 

Now, they basically looked like children, who got lost in the mall. 

"Whatever, let's just go in. I wanna go home." Beomgyu sighed, dragging Taehyun by the wrist to go inside the shop. 

They sat one one of the chairs, next to each other, waiting for at least one salesman to approach them. And so did one. 

"Hello, there." The salesmen greeted with a polite smile, his hands gently forming into a clasped grip. "What can I help you with?" 

"Ah, yes, we're here to look at some wedding rings. Do you mind showing it to us?" Taehyun was a bit taken aback at the sudden deep voice of Beomgyu. 

Taehyun tried his best to not blush when Beomgyu grabbed his hands, intertwining them together and placing them on the glass table. 

As soon as the salesman was gone to find some collections for the couple, Taehyun awkwardly cleared his throat. "You can let go, now." 

Unfortunately, Beomgyu didn't seem to get what he was saying. "Hmm?" 

Taehyun motioned towards their linked hands with his free one. "This." 

But much to his surprise (and horror), Beomgyu pulled him closer by his chair by his free hand, not letting go of their hands. "What if I don't want to?"