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When his ex-wife comes back

"Taehyung, rise and shine!" Your voice danced through the room as you swept open the curtains, inviting the morning sun to play upon his sleeping form.

"Ah, not the sun," he groaned, burying his face deeper into the covers to shield his eyes from the intrusive light.

With a dramatic sigh, you yanked the covers away, revealing his protesting face. "If you don't get up now, I'll have to resort to drastic measures. Like... mayonnaise on your face," you threatened, trying hard to suppress a grin.

He wrinkled his nose in disgust at the thought, knowing your threats were all in good fun.

Eyes twinkling with mischief, he swiftly pulled you onto the bed, playfully pinning you beneath him. "Not unless I get my morning kiss," he declared, his tone teasing yet determined.

"Taehyung!" you gasped, surprised by his sudden move.

His arms caged you, his warm breath fanning your face, and his gaze locked with yours, a mischievous glint shining in his eyes.

You giggled at his antics and lifted your head to meet his lips in a soft, affectionate kiss.

"Now, up you go," you insisted, trying to sound authoritative.

"Not yet," he countered, his playful side taking over. "I need kisses all over my face first."

You groaned, knowing this was part of the playful ritual. He peppered your face with kisses, each one eliciting a giggle from you. "Now," he grinned, his face inches from yours, "return the favor."

You complied, showering his face with kisses, each one met with a delighted chuckle from him. His lips were soft and inviting, and you could have kissed him forever in that moment.

With a final kiss, you both broke into laughter, the playful morning ritual leaving you both energized and ready to start the day.

"I love you," he whispered, his lips lingering on yours before reluctantly pulling away.

"I love you too, baby," you replied, your heart swelling with affection.

"Go, freshen up. I'll have breakfast ready by the time you're done," you said, planting a quick kiss on his cheek as he got up from the bed.

As he disappeared into the bathroom to freshen up, you busied yourself with preparing breakfast, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the kitchen. Once everything was ready, you set the table and went to call him.

To your surprise, you found him already dressed, putting on his shoes.

"Jungkook wants to meet me at the dance studio now," he explained, a hint of apology in his voice.

"Now? Is everything okay?" you asked, concern etched on your face.

"Yes, it's just about the VMA performance. I'm sorry I won't be able to have breakfast with you, but I promise I'll make it up to you with dinner," he said, giving you a quick peck on the lips before rushing out of the room.

You nodded, watching him leave before sitting down to have breakfast alone. Afterward, you cleaned up the house and got ready for work.

While searching for an outfit, you stumbled upon a small picture in your shared closet. It was a picture of him and his ex-wife, Ella, from their wedding day. He looked so happy in the photo.

He had fallen in love with Ella when he was young, and they had married after just a year of dating. Everything seemed perfect until, a month after their wedding, Ella disappeared, leaving behind only a cryptic note.

"I'm sorry. I can't live in this marriage anymore. -Ella"

Her sudden departure left Taehyung devastated. He searched for her tirelessly, but she had vanished without a trace, leaving him heartbroken and disillusioned.