My Ex-Boy Toy || e)(o Baekhyun

A Glass Of Sincerity

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Taeyeon's POV

"I still need you to decide what the wedding favors should be." Tiffany asked after I finished looking over the music schedule for 7th time today. All week, I have been bombarded by one issue after another. From family drama to the church double booking the ceremony. This is not including the fact that I don't even know what's going on with Baekhyun's family.

An invitation was sent to his brother and a few other relatives, the only RSVP we received back was from his brother and three cousins.

Time seems to be flying and I'm trying to keep it together. I just need a moment to myself, away from everything related to wedding details.

"I will after I get back."

"Get back? Where are you going? Taeyeon, I need you-"

"Tiff, I will be back. I have to run an errand."

"What errand?" She contuines to interrogate me. I love Tiffany, she has been my best friend since middle school. I'm grateful that she is taking time away from her life to help me with the wedding but I'm at my limit. I need time for myself, a second to not think about anything.

"My mom asked me to pick up some groceries and I said that I would..." Tiffany eyes me for a few seconds then she flips through her rose-gold planner. "I promise I will be back in an hour tops." I try to win her over.

"Okay...." She says with reluctance. I smile and grab my purse from the couch. I'm already making a break for the front door when I hear her speak again. "Oh, Taeyeon don't forget to-"

"Yeah, I know. I will make sure to think of ideas for the wedding favors." I flash her a reassuring smile as I tug the door close.

I half run to my car parked out front. Once, I'm sitting in the driver's seat I heave out a heavy sigh into the soundless air. Finally, air without conversations revolving around the wedding.

I encircle my hands around my hair and move it all to one side. The wedding is starting to feel more like a chore rather than a euphoric dream being realized. It is my wedding, I should feel like this is all worth something.

I, Kim Taeyeon, will finally be the wife of Byun Baekhyun.

Come on, Taeyeon. Who wouldn't be happy to marry a man like him?

I turn on the car to warm it up while I think of the best place to go to relieve the stress weighing me down.

Ten minutes later, I find myself seated at a bar and waiting for my Norina martini.

I let my eyes wonder the bar, taking note of the various alcoholic drinks from domestic to foreign displayed behind the counter.

A line of white lights hanging from above creating a mixture of darks and lights in the space. There are a few people around having a drink as well.

A few feet away from where I'm sitting, there are black bar tables nearby. One has a couple sitting across from each other holding hands while the other has a man sitting alone.

That man looks familiar. I focus my attention on him and come to a realization, "Sehun?"

I get out of my seat and walk over to his table. His mouth is slight agape as he watches me.

"Taeyeon, what are you doing here?" He finally speaks.

"I needed a drink." And a breather from wedding stuff.

"Uh, what about you?" I ask, fully curious as to why he is here at a bar at 12:30 p.m. in business attire.

"Lunch, they have the best burgers here."