Mafia x agent + Arranged marriage Au.
Contains mature content.
A young woman skilled in the art of battle and business is assigned to crush the existence of a cruel emperor along with his kingdom, but who would have thought that the relationship th...
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-Seoul, South Korea-
A sigh of defeat fled Taehyung's lips for the umpteenth time that day but the smile never fell. He had been trying to engage Y/n into his conversation but none seems to pique her.
"Do you like coffee?" He asked with a string of hope binding his words that this conversation wouldn't meet the same fate as his previous ones; dry as the rustling leaves in Autumn.
But the hope dwindled when as a response Y/n gave a perfunctory nod.
Determined to not let another try of his die, he continued, "How do you like it?"
"I like it strong," if the nod wasn't a clear sign of disinterest, the nonchalance marking her words were.
"So just like you," he winked seeking to ease the dullness but once again received a tasteless yes and there goes what he thought would be a potential conversation into the sinkhole.
Two days have passed since they returned to Seoul. The couple was advised to work minimally and get plenty of rest to let the wound recover at a normal pace. SeokJin had tagged along to take care of them.
SeokJin went havoc with her when he discovered the poor maintenance of her health thus constricting the woman to solely rest for the week and then jump about with her work. After endless arguments and rebukes, SeokJin made her agree with his stronghold. Therefore obeying his words sat y/n in her bed after waking up from her beauty sleep.
Woke up from her beauty sleep just to be tormented by Taehyung.
"What else do you like?" He still cunningly held onto his last resource of conversation starters.
"I would like if you give me some personal space," Y/n retorted, with a smile for the sake of her manners but immediately regretted when his leavened bread cheeks shrunk down and the fluttering charm withered.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..," His words hushed down in accordance with his slumping shoulders.
Y/n didn't utter a word, although she felt bad she couldn't beget an apology, for Taehyung in her eyes was skeptical. Why would he leave his own brother to aid her? Is he pitting her? If so Y/n doesn't need any of that shit. Does he want to comfort her? Y/n never had anyone before, all she knew was to lock her heart, and lay the key in the depths enclosed by her emotional barrier; hard to seek.
His drooping eyes twitched open when he sensed an incoming call. Attending it, he found out about the arrival of Min Yoongi and proceeded to inform Y/n.
"Y/n, Mr.Min would visit you anytime this evening," In response, she nodded without letting even a slightest grim escape from the uneasiness stirring in her gut. Yoongi had notified her previously about his stop by but the longer she was aware of it, the heavier she mulled over.
