I ended up eating instant noodles by myself in the living room, still bothered about what Soohyun said earlier -
"Do you know what Taehyung and I were gonna do if you weren't home?"
What can they do without me around? Play jigsaw puzzles? I was pretty much annoyed by it, that I eventually got even more curious about their relationship.
Are they really just colleagues? Or they have something on with each other? I had many unanswered questions in mind and no matter how hard I tried to ignore them, I really just couldn't.
"Did you make instant noodles for me too?" Taehyung asked as he was drying his hair with a towel, walking towards me.
"I thought you probably went to have dinner with Soohyun," I said, not looking at him.
He sat on the couch opposite me. "I only had her over because she needed the documents, we didn't go dinner before that," he said, "Even if we did, will you be jealous?"
He smirked, trying to joke with me but I wasn't in the mood.
"Do you think everything's a joke?" I questioned him seriously, and he immediately erased that smug off his face.
"What are you talking about?"
"Are you seriously gonna go out with Soohyun? Because, what's the point of me helping out in this dumb fake marriage thing if eventually you're going out with her?"
His eyes darted at me, then he laughed with no humour. "Dumb, fake, marriage?" He pronunced every word with full emphasis. "Are you sure you're helping me out properly in this thing you call 'dumb fake marriage'? Because if you are, you shouldn't be accepting gifts from another guy."
"Why can't I? They're just gifts," I debated, realising that we were starting to bicker. "How about you, bringing a lady home?"
He stood up, his chest widened as if provoking me, "Didn't I tell you I was only supposed to give her the documents?"
"So you had to bring her over? Can't you just hand it to her the day after at work?" I bit back, slamming the cup of instant noodles on the coffee table. "And if I weren't home, who knows what the two of you could've done."
"Shut up! You're just assuming things, idiot!"
"If you're assuming things about me and Seojun, why can't I do the same?!""Are you seriously trying to argue about this with me?!" He raised his voice at me, and I got taken aback.
I sighed, turning away and stomped into the bedroom, slamming the door shut before locking it.
I've got trust issues with him, and it's killing me. I literally had to sacrifice my career for the time being, trying to save his butt off from having to marry a psychopath, but it's just worrying me to much if everything will eventually go to waste if he changes his mind and fall for Soohyun instead.
It will hurt me further for I had also started to have feelings for him.
I spent that night caging myself in the bedroom, not wanting to face Taehyung.
***
I woke up to hear violent knockings on my door. Annoyed, I went up to flung the door open, only to see Taehyung staring down at me.
He rolled his eyes, then pushed his way into the room, banging into my shoulder.
"You could've said excuse me," I spoke.
"Why'd you lock the room door? Now I'm late for work and it's all your freaking fault," he blamed me as he rummaged through his closet for a suit to wear to work.
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Mr Arrogant || kth. » book 2
Fanfiction"haven't we met?" his eyes whispered and i had sudden flashbacks of us. it's been long, kim taehyung. ; pretend marriage au, tsundere!taehyung lmao but softer » sequel to mr arrogant book 1