Forever Yours

Welcome to Hug's and Mug's

Taehyung's Pov

        It's been two weeks since Y/n left that night. In my efforts to find her, I enlisted Jimin to conduct a background check on her. The owner of the library provided me with her full name. While reviewing some important files in my office, the door slams open, and Jimin walks in with a folder in hand. "Taehyung, I'm done here. This has all the information you need!" he exclaims, placing the folder on the desk. I skim through the file. "So, she's from India; her full name is Y/n Avinash Banerjee; she has one brother; she moved to Korea after graduation and now owns a cafe called Hug's and Mug's with her best friend Sana." I pause, realization hitting me. "Hug's and Mug's! Isn't that the cafe just two blocks away from our company?" He nods in agreement.

      Sana, I've heard this name before. Where have I heard it? Oh, yes, Jungkook mentioned meeting someone named Sana at the club, describing her as sweet, cute, and incredibly beautiful. From what he was saying, it seems like he likes Sana.

I didn't realize you were this close to me, Y/n. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have wasted two weeks trying to find you. Now that I know where you are, I won't stop until you're mine.

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Y/n's Pov

  I'm driving to my cafe, and the cozy warm breeze fills the car, making me sigh in satisfaction. It's been a while since I drove alone to the cafe; usually, Sana is with me, but today I thought, why not go alone? Oh yes, I own a cafe—well, not entirely mine. It's mine and Sana's, and we both started it a few years after moving to Korea. Anyway, back to the story...

The rich aroma of freshly ground coffee greets me as I step into my cafe. "Good morning, guys," I cheerfully greet my co-workers, receiving a chorus of warm responses. With a smile, I make my way towards the staff room to change into my work uniform.

As I'm getting ready, Hana approaches me with a hint of nervousness. "Um, Y/n, Sue called and won't be able to make it today."

"Alright, I'll take over her duties. You go ahead and change the board to open," I reply, determined to keep the day running smoothly. Soon enough, I find myself behind the main counter, ready to welcome the stream of customers.

In the midst of the bustling cafe, a tall man adorned in a sleek Gucci suit and sunglasses enters with two companions trailing behind him. I offer a welcoming smile and begin, "Welcome to Hugs and M—", only to be abruptly cut off when he removes his sunglasses, revealing a face that sends shockwaves through me.

"YOUU!" I exclaim, my eyes widening in disbelief.

What in the world? Not him again. I can't believe this. Standing in front of me is none other than Kim Taehyung, and unfortunately, somehow, I remember his name from that night. What a nightmare! I know, it's unbelievable.

"Is that how you greet your customer, miss?" he smirks, making my stomach churn in a weird sensation. Quickly composing myself, I stammer, "W-what can I d-do for you, sir?" Why the hell am I stuttering? I grip the counter tightly, not understanding why I'm behaving like this. "I'd like to have a frozen white mocha." "Okay, sir, the total would be $6.15. In 4-5 minutes, your order will be ready. Please wait for a while," I respond. He pays for the mocha and walks over to sit at the booth near the window, his burning gaze fixed on me.

     I rush back to the staff room to calm down, calling Bong to cover for me at the counter. After a while, Bong returns to the kitchen and I return to the main counter, where I see him sitting at same table. 

What does he want from me?

"Would you please take these boxes to the storeroom?" Sana asks as she emerges from the kitchen. Yes, we have a pantry-style storeroom in our cafe. I'm not sure why, but Sana wanted it; in any case, it's a huge help. I nod and walk towards the storeroom with the boxes.

I arrange the boxes in their places while standing on a stool. As I step down from the stool, satisfied with my work, I'm suddenly slammed into the wall, caged between two muscular arms.

"Hello, Y/n," a deep voice says. Shit, it's him. My eyes widen in surprise; why is he here? Wait, how did he get here? His face is so close that if he leans any further, his lips will be on mine. "W-what do you w-want?" Damn, why am I stuttering again? Heat rises to my cheeks once more. "Why did you leave that morning?" I try to push him away with my hands on his chest, but he grabs them and pins them above my head. "Answer me, Y/n." "I thought we did, you know, w-what a-and m–" he cuts me off. "We didn't do anything. That night, I didn't touch you. I wouldn't touch you unless you gave me permission, okay?" He says, taking a step back and releasing me from his grip.

I give him a glare while rubbing my wrist, "Then why was I wearing a shirt?" He sighs, "Look, I didn't change your clothes; Mrs. Song did it. She works as our housemaid. If you want, I can call her, and you can ask her." I scrutinize him, searching for any signs of dishonesty, but all I see is sincerity. "All right, I believe you. There's no need for you to call her," I say. He sighs in relief and smiles at me; I must say, his boxy smile suits him well.

"Let's get out of here before we suffocate," he suggests. I nod and walk out of the room, with him following. Suddenly, he turns around and leans down until I feel his breath on my neck. "So, you thought something happened between us, huh?" his voice husky, he kisses my cheek, leaving me standing in the corridor.

What the hell just happened?

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