Taehyung POV
"You look beautiful, Taehyung." Hana exclaims with genuine admiration as she envelops me in a warm and tight hug, her eyes sparkling with joy and affection.
"Thank you so much," I reply gratefully, a smile spreading on my face as I take a seat at the beautifully set dining table. "My apologies for being a bit late," I begin. "I got caught up with some urgent work that needed my attention."
"It's alright. We understand." Says Ji-hoo. "I heard you got a job at the JJK Industry. That's very impressive, Taehyung."
"Yeah, today was my first day." I say.
"I hope everything went smoothly."
"Thankfully, yes." I exclaim. Jungkook had me working until 6 o'clock in the evening, leaving me with just a mere hour to rush back home from work and quickly prepare myself before having to head out again. As I take a moment to savor a bite of my meal, a contended sigh escapes my lips at the taste.
We eat in silence, with only a few words exchanged. The tranquil atmosphere is briefly interrupted when Hana clears her throat after dessert is served. "So, Ha-yoon and Taehyung were out today," she remarks, segueing smoothly into the topic of the impending wedding. "Have you two settled on a date?"
"I think next Sunday would work," I interject promptly, preempting Ha-yoon's response.
"Next Sunday? That's approaching quite rapidly," my mother muses, her tone reflecting a mix of surprise and accommodation. "However, If it's what you both desire, we will make it happen."
"I've already made arrangements with the priest, and securing a venue for the post-ceremony festivities won't be a problem."
"Okay, that's great." My father says. "I'll take charge of the catering, while Nari and Hana can oversee the guest list and all logistical needs."
"That sounds good." Hana says. "Are you guys happy?" She asks, looking at me and Ha-yoon.
"Yes, of course." Ha-yoon says and I smile.
Hana and my mom, with their heads together, pull out their phones, tapping away diligently to design and create the perfect invitations. Meanwhile, Ji-hoo and my father engage in a discussion about the most suitable hall to book for the upcoming event.
My phone vibrates inside my pocket and I pull it out.
Private Number
Hi
Me
What'd you want?
Private Number
I've already answered that, doll
I want you
Me
-_-
Private Number
Aww, did I frustrate little Taehyungie?
Me
Fuck you
Private Number
No, I'll fuck you
Me
Get a life
Private Number
But I already have you
Me
OML
Horny thirsty oldie
Why did you change my name into that
You know, I'm not that much older than you
Me
Yes, you are
You're like a billion years older than me
Horny thirsty oldie
8 years, doll
I'm 8 years older than you
Me
Pedo
"Who are you texting?" Ha-yoon asks, his curious eyes fixed on me. "You were smiling very widely," he observes, a hint of curiosity lacing his voice.
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