DEEP LOVE | Kim Taehyung

Teasing

Exhausted but exhilarated,
Taehyung and Y/N finally collapsed onto the luxurious bed of their romantically decorated room.

The wedding reception had been a whirlwind of champagne toasts, flashing cameras, and endless rounds of dancing. Now, with their families gone and the city lights twinkling outside, it was finally just the two of them.

A soft knock on the door startled them. Before Taehyung could react, his mother, Mrs. Kim, peeked in, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Just wanted to wish you lovebirds a wonderful honeymoon!" she chirped, holding up two envelopes.
"Mom!" Taehyung groaned, burying his face in a pillow.

Mrs. Kim winked at Y/N, who couldn't help but smile. "Consider them a little thank you for making our Taehyung so happy, dear. Two tickets to Paris!"
Next came Y/N's father, a sly grin plastered on his face. He held up a matching set of envelopes. "From us, with love. And maybe a hint," he added with a wink, "to get started on those grandkids we've been talking about."

Both sets of parents burst into laughter, leaving a blushing Taehyung and a flustered Y/N sputtering in their wake. Their parents gave them a final round of teasing hugs before finally retreating, leaving the newlyweds to their own devices.

Once alone, Taehyung pulled Y/N into a tight hug. "They're something else, aren't they?" he chuckled.
Y/N snuggled closer. "They love us," she said, tracing a pattern on his back.
Suddenly, a mischievous glint appeared in Taehyung's eyes. "Well, Mrs. Kim, it seems your wish for a wonderful honeymoon might just come true."

He snapped his fingers, and the lights dimmed. Soft music filled the room, and a rose petal shower cascaded down from the ceiling. Taehyung led Y/N to a balcony overlooking the city, where a private chef had discreetly set up a table laden with champagne, desserts, and breathtaking views.

"This," Taehyung said, pulling out her chair, "is how we start, Mrs. Kim."
The night unfolded in a romantic blur. They toasted with champagne, savored the delicious food, and danced under the moonlight. Taehyung surprised Y/N with a love song, not the off-key serenade of his youth, but a sweet melody he had secretly learned just for her. As the night ended, they retired to the lavishly decorated bed, hand in hand, with the promise of Paris and a future filled with love and laughter awaiting them.

The morning sun cast playful streaks across the luxurious bed, coaxing Y/N awake. The honeymoon glow hadn't even faded for Y/N and Taehyung, A sleepy smile bloomed on her face as she nestled closer to Taehyung, the warmth of his body a comforting reminder of last night's bliss. A soft rumble from his stomach, however, broke the tranquility.

"Hungry, Mr. Kim?" Y/N teased, tracing a pattern on his chest with her finger.

Taehyung opened one eye, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Always for your cooking, Mrs. Kim." He pulled her in for a lingering kiss, a delicious start to their new life together.
Y/N slipped out of bed, a plan brewing in her head.

Tiptoeing to the kitchen, she started a pot of coffee brewing, the rich aroma soon filling the air. Laughter filtered in from the living room as Taehyung playfully teased his parents about the previous night's well-wishes.

Whipping up a batch of fluffy pancakes and sizzling sausages, Y/N felt a warmth spread through her. This was what married life felt like – a comfortable routine punctuated by moments of joy and shared laughter.

Soon, the enticing aroma of breakfast drew everyone to the kitchen. Mrs. Kim's eyes lit up. "My new daughter-in-law already spoiling us? How lucky can a mother get?"

Y/N blushed, basking in the approval. The breakfast was a happy affair, filled with lighthearted conversation and playful bickering between Taehyung and his father, Mr. Kim.

As they finished eating, Mrs. Kim raised a playful eyebrow. "So, a extended leaves for the newlyweds, wouldn't you agree?"
Y/N and Taehyung exchanged a helpless glance. They had already stretched their leaves for the wedding, the companies couldn't afford further delays.

With a gentle smile, Y/N explained their predicament.
"We understand, dear," Mr. Kim interjected with a wink. "Workaholics like you just can't stay away for long."
Hugs and goodbyes were exchanged, promises of weekend visits sealed with quick kisses.

Pulling away from her embrace, Taehyung placed a lingering kiss on Y/N's forehead. "See you at the office, Mrs. Kim."

As drop’s y/n to Lee Enterprises, her phone buzzed. It was a message from Taehyung: "Thinking about you already. Can't wait to see you at lunch, Mrs. CEO." She couldn't help but smile at his playful teasing. The day at the office flew by in a flurry of meetings and decisions. Y/N relished the challenge, the familiar thrill of running a company. Yet, a part of her longed for the comfortable presence of Taehyung.

Around lunchtime, another message popped up: "Stuck in a meeting, but saved you a table at our usual spot. Don't you dare eat anything before I get there!" Y/N's heart skipped a beat at the possessiveness dripping from his words.