Kim Seokjin was forgetful. He did not know why but he would misplace the most common things such as his cellphone and wallet. His secretary, Kim Namjoon, would always find them for him. It had been like that for years.
Sometimes, he was worried. What if he began forgot bigger things? Like events that had happened or some facts? He was afraid that the day when he did would come.
"The meeting is over. Please finish all your tasks as we have a deadline to meet; thank you," he announced to the team managers that were gathered around the table for a meeting.
He rose from his seat and exited the room with his secretary trailing after him. "Mr. Kim, please review my schedule for next week and update if needed. You may go off work upon completing that. I'll drive myself—I have to go somewhere."
"Yes, Sir," Namjoon replied as he handed to the young CEO the car key. He knew where he was headed on that day. He always went there on the same day every year. The fifteenth day of September is his mother's death anniversary.
The wife of Haejong Group's chairman passed away seven years ago due to some type of cancer as he had heard. Everyone knew that she was excruciatingly close to her son and that was why Seokjin began pushing people away when she passed away.
Seokjin closed his eyes upon reaching his late mother's shelf in the columbarium. Inside was the pot containing her ashes and beside it was a small picture frame holding a photo of eighteen-year-old Seokjin with Mrs. Kim. He was wearing a black toga and had a bouquet of flowers in his arms. It was his graduation photo.
"Hello, Mom. Are you doing well over there? I still have nightmares these days but they have become less frequent after meeting someone," he began, his eyes teary and his jaw tight. He forced a tight smile.
"Her name's Sohee and I dream of her often. She's a really beautiful person—inside and out. I hope you can meet one day."
It was unrealistic how significant you became to Seokjin after messing around for three months. You were the only one he opened up to; the only one he would share his deepest thoughts with.
You were special to him and he hoped you considered him precious as well.
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You gasped after spotting Kim Taehyung waiting outside your college decked out in a plain white tee tucked in light blue denim jeans. His hair was quite unruly and curly, giving him a fresh young look.
Students all around you were checking him out. Well, who would not? He looked like a professional model right there, leaning against his black car. Always so goddy beautiful effortlessly, Kim Taehyung is.
He looked up and noticed you bouncing off the steps. He immediately took both his hands out of his pockets and waved like a cheery kid. You quickened your face to reach him faster while smiling like an idiot.
"I never told you to pick me up," you tell him as you put on your seatbelt and he stepped on the wheels. "I was around the area and thought I'd surprise you," he replied with a grin casually.
You promised to get lunch with him and accompany him to an internet cafe that he wanted to check out since the place had just opened the previous day.
"By the way, today's a weekday. Don't you have work?" Taehyung's face slightly paled at your statement as he immediately came up with a lame excuse. "Um, Lawyer Kwon had wrapped out our latest case successfully yesterday so we don't have much to do today."
If he was not a writer, he was pretty sure he could have never thought of such creative lies that made enough sense for you.
"How many hours?" the boy at the counter queries the two new customers. He has black curly hair which falls playfully until his eyes and he looked younger than both of them. "Two each," Taehyung said nonchalantly as he handed him his card.
"Is this your first time?" he asked you with a pout, seeing how you easily beat him in a racing game. "Nope, I used to play in middle school," you responded with a proud smirk and he gasps unable to believe it. "That was years ago! How come you're so good at this?"
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Kim Taehyung insisted on driving you home since you won more times than him. You argued that you could have just taken a taxi or the bus but it would be unfair not to give the winner the prize according to him. So, you climb into his car again.
A rush of wind pushed through the open window, fanning your hair over your face. You tugged the misplaced blue strands behind your ear and noticed how Taehyung had been staring at you. "What?" you said, mustering a shy laugh.
The brunette had a conflicted expression on his face. Should I kiss her or not? He wanted to, but he was not sure whether he should. But you seemed so beautiful, the way your pools of honey looked straight at him, how your bright blue hair fell perfectly at your chin—he loved it.
"Do you know how much I want to kiss you right now?"
Oh, God. He did not just say that aloud, did he? He could not think straight for a moment as he contemplated about his level of stupidity.
But as you froze and turned red as a tomato like him, he knew he was in deep trouble. "Soohyun, that's not what--"
"You can... Kiss me, I mean," you whispered, all of your thoughts thrown out the window. You found him attractive and you would never pass up the chance to get kissed by the prettiest man on Earth. Not that day, at least. And that was that.
Kim Taehyung hesitated, but only for a moment, before bringing his head closer to yours and engulfing your lips into a soft kiss.
You close your eyes, letting the pleasurable sensation he made you feel sink in.
He teasingly bit your lower lip, causing you to melt completely and let out a small gasp. When your mouth opened wider, his tongue came rushing in, colliding with yours in a strong wave.
"You have condoms right now?" you breathed feverishly as his hot mouth shifted to your jaw down to your neck.
A smirk formed on his face as he nodded once. "Let's get in the back."
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a/n: things just got a lil steamier 👉👈 any questions about the characters?
