The Agreement

11: The Guest List

"Feeling over Facts,"

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TAEHYUNG HELD HER hand the entire plane ride, even when she eventually passed out from staying up the night before. He wondered how he even got to this point, pretending to be in a serious relationship with his assistant, whose sweaty hand he is currently holding, all for his overbearing
-grandchildren-wanting mother.

'I have many regrets'

Taehyung even debated calling in sick for this week but he could not. His sister was getting married for the first time, and he loves her more than whatever the  circumstance is. He was prepared to lie about his sexual orientation and commit to being the fun, single Uncle for the rest of his sad life.

The plane's seatbelt sign lit up, meaning they were to be landing soon, he peeled his eyes away from the window to look at Jisoo, contemplating whether or not he should just let her sleep. Taehyung decided against his wishes and lightly shook her shoulders. Jisoo stirred a bit before opening her eyes slowly, "God is that you, am I dead, yet?" She says, her voice sounding a bit hoarse. Taehyung removes his hand out from hers.

"Not yet," Taehyung hands her a bottle of water before saying, "We are about to land," Jisoo nods thanks before taking a long sip of water. Jisoo slowly starts to be aware that she is still on a flying death trap, she adjusts her seat and attempted to fix her hair that was out of place.

The plane shook from slight turbulence and Jisoo sharply inhaled, feeling the sudden rush of anxiety flowing through her, she instinctively grabbed Taehyung hand again. He does not move, to her surprise and continues to allow her to hold his hand until they landed.

Jisoo and Taehyung walked off the steps of the plane, she could almost kiss the ground that they had landed safely. They both slowly walk towards the building, cold air hitting Jisoo in the face once she entered, reminding her of Taehyung's office.

After finally going through customs they could leave the airport. "Miss Kim," Taehyung called for her attention. "The car is waiting."

Her head snapped to his direction, Jisoo watched as Taehung walked towards an expensive car, she did not the name of, as many people (she could only assume as personal employees of his family) pack their luggage into the back of the car.

This felt surreal, it was obvious that they lived completely different lives. Taehyung looks like this was a normal occurrence, yet she felt unsure of whether or not she should help with the luggage.

'Oh' She remembered something, slightly sprinting towards the car and swiftly climbing in. "Mr Kim, I was not emailed the  itinerary for this trip." Taehyung stared at her as if she grew a third arm.

"You are not here as my assistant, and it best if you call me Taehyung while were are her." He says calming while looking down at his watch, adjusting the time to Paris. "It seems more realistic," He added.

"Ah," Jisoo exhaled, "I see."

Having nothing to do was a first. She would be lying if she said it did not bother her. It bothered her a little too much. Suddenly feeling as if her hands are empty, she picks at loose fabric of her cardigan. "Can't you send me anything?" She pleads. "Like a guest list, so I know who to expect?"

Taehyung eyes her without saying anything, he sent her the final guest list. A burst of happiness filled her as she scrolled through the endless names, half of which she could not pronounce. Her eyes skimming over the english names she read out a pair that looked extremely familiar, "Roseanne &  Justin Jeon," She mutters under her breathe softly. 

"Who the fuck is a 'Justin'?"

[ A/N:

Hello <3

I'm finally free from tests for now! Please let me know if this style of writing is any good because I'm trying something a bit different from how I usually write. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and sorry for taking so long, and please ignore the typos  and grammatical errors ♡

P.S

I felt as, if Jungkook were to have an english name it would be Justin for some reason. Also the lyrics I'm using for a few chapters are TipToe from Boys World.