𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 | kth

06

"Love is a great beautifier."
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Y/N waited for herself to fully calm down before raising from the sofa. Taking a set of clothes, she headed to the bathroom.

She left the tap streaming into the bath while she removed her makeup in front of the vanity table.

When she was about to squeeze toothpaste onto her toothbrush, she vaguely heard footsteps outside amid the splashing water.

She froze, her hand unconsciously tightening her grip on the toothbrush. She stood at the sink area for a long while before pushing the bathroom door open.

Outside, Taehyung was sitting on the sofa.

Y/N had felt uneasy the whole night, not knowing if he was going to come back. Only when she saw daybreak did she finally calm down, knowing it was too late for him to come back.

At this moment, she was not prepared to face him. Her heart sank, the familiar sense of fear and anxiety creeping up on her, overwhelming her.

Hearing the door being pushed open, Taehyung turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping past her without any emotion evident.

She trembled when he glanced at her. Unconsciously, she looked away, quickly lowering her head. Even though she knew that she would be ignored if she spoke to him, after a slight hesitation, she still asked warmly,

"You're back?"

All she gave him was the tip of her head. She didn't even want to look at him. Taehyung clenched his lips, looking away coldly. Ignoring Y/N's words, he lifted his hand to unbutton his suit.

Y/N was used to being ignored by Taehyung, but this time, probably due to the events three months ago, she could distinctly sense the frost radiating off him.

She grew increasingly more nervous. Wishing she could escape, she squeezed the toothbrush tightly. Finally, when she could no longer withstand the pressure, she blurted out an excuse, "Erm, my bath should be ready. I'll go bath now."

Taehyung continued to ignore Y/N, casually tossing his suit onto the sofa before taking long strides out the door of the master bedroom.

Only after a long while after Taehyung had left did Y/N come back to her senses. She shut her eyes, taking in a deep breath before heading back to the bathroom.

If she could, Y/N would have hidden in the bathroom till Taehyung left Seoul Garden. However, despite that, she still came out.

When she opened the bathroom door, Taehyung came into her sight, just having finished his shower. He was dressed in pajamas and was sitting on the bed, the side that he usually slept on. With both hands behind his head, he rested, eyes closed.

Y/N averted her gaze before even catching a glimpse of his expression. Lowering her lashes, she walked towards her vanity table.

The table had a mirror that faced the bed. Every time she looked into it, she could catch brief glimpses of her husband.

Initially, she stole only quick peeks, but after confirming that Taehyung never once opened his eyes, most likely asleep, she dared to admire him quietly in the mirror.

Taehyung's face was imprinted into her mind; she could remember every detail distinctly even with her eyes close. Ever since the first time they met thirteen years ago, she had never stopped getting butterflies just by looking at his face.

With his eyes shut, Taehyung seemed to be less cold, the frosty aura that he seemed to emit had also dissipated, softening his features.

Mesmerized, Y/N forgot to apply her facial cream, causing it drop on the floor.

Even if it was just a one sided crush, just being able to watch him up close like this was enough to spread joy and warmth to every cell of her body.

If his eyes were open, she would have never dared to look straight at him like this. She often fell into a trance, mesmerized by his looks, and that could easily expose her feelings for him.

Her features softened, turning gentle as she continued staring at him. Impulsively, she lifted her hands, caressing Taehyung's reflection, starting from his eyes, then moving to his nose bridge, and stopping on his slightly pinkish lips.

The memory from three months ago resurfaced, the feeling she of when she had kissed those lips.

Even though it had been three months, the memory was still crystal clear. She remembered everything: his soft warm lips.

Y/N's heart rate quickened, her fingers continuously stroking the reflection of his lips.

But just as she was about to sink into her own "one sided love" universe, a phone suddenly rang, indicating an incoming message.

Taehyung furrowed his brows, seemingly annoyed by the disturbance. Momentarily shocked, Y/N instinctively retrieved her hands back, hurriedly applying the cream she had dropped earlier.