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BONUS PT. 1

VESTA'S POV

I wake up to the sound of the ocean outside, the salty breeze drifting through the open window.

My body feels warm, tangled in the sheets with my husband. The word alone makes my heart flutter in disbelief. I turn slightly, my fingers brushing against his arm.

He's still asleep, and I take a moment just to look at him. His features are softer in the morning light. His hair is tousled, lips slightly parted, and I can't help the small smile that tugs at mine.

My gaze drops to my hand, the delicate glint of my wedding ring catching the sunlight. I run my thumb over the engraving-' thv '

Taehyung's initials, a part of him, now is forever a part of me.

I glance over at his hand resting beside me on the pillow. His ring, ' vst ' My initials. Seeing it there on his finger makes my heart swell.

We belong to each other now.

Officially.

I'm his wife.

I'm Dr. Kim Taehyung's wife.

The thought sends a surge of warmth through me. I did it. I'm here, beside him, and for a brief moment, I feel like I've conquered everything I've ever wanted.

A few months ago, I could never have imagined this. But here we are, of all the forbidden moments that led us here. My heart beats faster just remembering the journey.

Outside, the sun is rising higher, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, the sound of the waves gently crashing against the shore. I want to stay in this bed forever, wrapped in him and in this moment, but there's something about the day that feels too perfect to waste.

Reluctantly, I slip out of bed and grab his white shirt which he-- no actually I had tossed it last night, pulling it over my shoulders.

The fabric smells like him-clean, comforting. I button a few buttons, feeling its warmth settle around me, and I can't help but smile at the sight of him still sleeping.

"Taehyung" I murmured, stepping closer, leaning down to shake his shoulder gently. "Wake up. We need to explore the Amalfi Coast today."

He grumbles something incoherent, his arm blindly reaching out for me, pulling me back onto the bed. He buries his face against my stomach. "Five more minutes." he mumbles, voice muffled. "It's too early."

My fingers threaded through his hair. "The sun's shining, the waves are crashing-it's a perfect day for sightseeing and the beach. Cmon " I insist, though I can feel his grip tightening around me as he snuggles even closer, refusing to let me go.

"Exactly." he says, voice husky and low. "It's too perfect to get out of bed."

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Or maybe you're just too worn out from last night." I teased, running my fingers gently along the nape of his neck.

Taehyung's head jerks up slightly, his eyes still half-closed but now filled with mock offense. "Worn out?" His lips twitch into a smirk, though I can see the challenge in his eyes. "You're the one who could barely keep up."

"Really?" I raise my brow. "I'm not the one refusing to get out of bed right now. Seems like I might've broken you."

He lets out an exaggerated scoff, rolling onto his back but still holding onto me. "I'll have you know I could get up right now if I wanted to. But why bother when the view from here is much better?" His eyes linger on me, with his smirk deepening.