You were surprised when you arrived at one of the best restaurants. You knew it was very difficult to get here. Although for Taehyung, it seems that this is not particularly problematic. You watched the hostess' face change for a moment before returning her smile to her face when she recognized Taehyung. You noticed how some of the tables began to whisper, looking towards Taehyung. Yeah, it will be an interesting dinner. Taehyung followed the hostess to the table, but you stopped him by grabbing his sleeve. "Our table is ready, let's go," he smiled at you, taking your hand.
"I don't like it here," you said, not wanting to see judgmental glances on Taehyung all evening. "You have chosen a park, can I then choose a place where I want to eat?" you smiled as he looked at you.
He nodded to you. "Sorry, my wife doesn't like your restaurant," he said turning to the hostess before heading out the door. You held back a laugh when you saw the shocked face of the hostess. You wondered what shocked her more, that you didn't like the restaurant, or that Taehyung introduced you as his wife.
"Key" you held out your hand.
"I will drive," Taehyung said shaking his head.
"Do you know where to go?" You smiled at him and he rolled his eyes. He handed over the key and snorted as he walked to the driver's door to open the door for you. "I can get used to it," you chuckled as you got into the car.
"Hope so," Taehyung smiled as he closed your door.
"Where are we will be eating?" asked Taehyung
"One amazing place," you chuckled as you picked up speed.
"Is this that amazing place?" Taehyung looked at you questioningly as you parked near the street with street food.
"Isn't it amazing? So many delicious food in one place." You laughed as you left the car. "Faster," you said, Taehyung, who was staring at you through the windshield in disbelief.
"You never stop surprising me," Taehyung chuckled as he got out of the car.
You kept walking from one food cart to another, trying all sorts of goodies. "Would you like a drink?" Taehyung asked, pointing to a small restaurant between the food carts.
"And the car?"
"Call the driver," he winked.
"I am in" you said, going inside. Now you would definitely not refuse alcohol.
"It's because of me, isn't it?" he asked pouring you soju when your order brought
"What?" you asked
"You didn't want to have dinner at a restaurant. Didn't everyone want to discuss you? "
"They discussed not me" you answered
"I'm used to it"
"How can you get used to this?" you met his gaze
"You just stop paying attention to it over time"
"Plus, there is a great selection of delicious food and bigger portions," you smiled broadly as you pointed to the food on the table. "I liked today. It doesn't mean anything, it was just fun." you said when you finished dinner.
"I'm glad to hear that," he smiled. "Let's go home or do you want to take a walk?" he asked getting up from the table
"Home" you were too tired to walk.
You were glad that you got home quickly enough, even with traffic jams all over the city. You fell on the couch stretching out on it. "Have you forgotten anything?" Taehyung asked and you stared at him. He pointed to the presents under the Christmas tree.
"Oh, right!" you laughed jumping in place like a child. You sat on the floor, hastily opening the presents one by one. You smiled broadly, he gave you everything you talked about. You looked at the years that were written on the packaging and looked at Taehyung. "One gift is missing," you said, crossing your arms over your chest.
He chuckled "Did you notice?" he shook his head. "Yes, there is missing a gift that I prepared to bring it to you in America then, but I didn't come," he sat down next to you and took out a small box and put it in your hand. You opened the box and saw wedding rings inside. Rather, one wedding ring, the second was not here. You stared at him. "You know, as a detective, sometimes you're not very observant," he said, raising his hand, which had a wedding ring on it.
"Taehyung"
He shook his head. "I do not demand anything from you. No answers, no decisions. I just want that you to have it," he said with a gentle smile.
You just shook your head, not knowing what to say to him. You walked into the room and sat on the bed, still looking at the ring in your hand. Not today, you said to yourself as you put the box on the nightstand. You will be talking about it tomorrow or after tomorrow... just not today. You didn't want thoughts to spoil your beautiful day.
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MAFIA
RomanceWho else has the courage or rather stupid, to go up against the mafia boss?