Anamnesis| Taehyung [Completed]

◇Twenty Four◇

"Um, hell to the no." I replied, already moving past the red dress, contemplating about the clothes in the next aisle. Jungkook was trailing behind me, with my heavy pile of clothes.

"WOMAN HURRY UP!" He let out, panting of course.

"Aren't you the one who insisted on coming with me to shopping? Don't complain now." I sternly replied with a hint of playfulness.

"Who knew you were going for an entire winter vacation shopping and not just the party's clothes!" He pouted and I threw my head back with a chuckle.

"And what's your problem, I'm buying my own clothes, am I not?" I said and he put his head down with a pout pertaining. Cute.

My eye fell upon a yellow cocktail gown. The gala type. With the shoulder off on one side, and glitters and jewellery on the other shoulder. Not necessarily backless, but could somehow be categorised as such.

"This one." I pointed towards the dress and Jungkook's eyes lit up, only for him to zone out. I waved a hand in front of his face, bringing him back to the store.

"Na- I was just thinking about how you'd look in the dress."

"And what does your conscience say?" This boy and his attachment to his conscience.

"Said that you'd rock it like Queen." I blushed.

"Then I'm getting this one." I said and he cheekily smiled and nodded his head like a 5-years-old.

The lady at the counter was continuously eyeing Jungkook, sizing him up and down. I glanced at Jungkook who was trying his best not to get uncomfortable. I decided to step in since the coconut head had helped me with my shopping.

I slung an arm over Jungkook's shoulder and looked up into his widened and shook eyes, making sure that the lady was getting a vip view of our little show.

"Baby~ I forgot to buy a lingerie set for out personal little game tonight- anyways, can you be a dear and wait for me outside?" I cooed as he was still processing, but soon understood when he looked at the lady.

"Of course, anything for my girl." He played along before skipping out of the store. I stepped forward towards the counter, smirking at the lady with narrowed eyes. She visibly gulped before handing me a bill.

"You guys," She said.

"Mhm?"

"Are you two together?"

"Yes we are, but I don't understand, why does that concern you?" I sassily asked. She shook her head.

"It doesn't."

"Good, it should stay that way." I replied as I payed and picked up my shopping bags before leaving.

We burst out laughing as soon as we entered the parking lot. And with the passerbys creepily staring at us.

"You got me there real good." He said as he held his stomach and continued laughing.

"You should thank me, you sleazebag!" I shot him a glare as he again went through another round of noisy laughters.

"I won't thank you unless I get the promised game tonight." He teased and I rolled my eyes before stepping on the side of his car. He walked forward towards the driver's seat.

"Fine then, you don't have to thank me!" I said as we chuckled again.

◇♡《☆___¤▪¤___☆》♡◇

"Yoongi, no!"

"But princess I have already tracked down your family!" I covered my ears as I ran throughout his apartment, trying to avoid any knowledge about my parents. But Yoongi insisted that I should know.

"Why don't you just leave me alone? I'M NOT READY, I'M NOT READY!" I shouted at him as my legs finally gave in and I sat down on the floor, with a wall supporting my back.

Yoongi tsked, as he sat down next to me and rubbed circular motions on my shoulder as he meaningfully looked at me.

"What's wrong?" He calmly asked.

"I'm not ready." I barely whispered.

"Why not?"

"Because I know that I'll have the curiosity to go and ask them why they decided to give me up for adoption. I'm afraid to hear that they did so because I was a disappointment." My eyes tore up, but I quickly rubbed my eyes, refraining any tear from escaping.

"Come here." He lowly said as he picked me up and embraced me.

"Look, whatever happens, you deserve to know. Either today or tomorrow, you have to know. And on the other hand, I'll be here for ya, and so will Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin, Hoseok, Namjoon and Jin Hyung." I buried my face in his neck.

"Then may I take some time and know about it in a few days?" He pulled up my face and looked at me lovingly.

"Of course, that's your cup of tea." He replied.

◇♡《☆___¤▪¤___☆》♡◇

Taehyung's Pov:-

I paced around my office, trying to figure out how I should sneak Jungkook and Hobi Hyung into the party. I already held the invitation passes in my hand, but I wanted them both to come as well. Who knew, when I'd need backup?

My plan was to have Munhee first seduce her date, then have her ask Soobin about any sort of drug transactions in the office.

To be honest, even I was going in as Munhee's backup. I didn't trust this Choi San, and after reading about his women scandals on the Internet, the score just kept adding on.

Munhee is not really the most innocent girl around, but just enough to not offend someone by saying 'no'. I'm not the same type of person, because if my mind says no, then my mouth will say no as well.

By not innocent, I meant the look I had seen in her eyes when she was practicing seduction on me. I swear I had grown hard. And her sensual breath on my neck when she whispered, she was a giant tease.

I know it's wrong of me to fantasise Munhee, really wrong. But can you blame a hard guy?

Munhee was certainly close to me, closer than how I'd keep most clients. Close enough for me to snap that Choi's neck and spill out his blood if he dares to touch a hair on Munhee. But not close enough to question my feelings for her- nothing.

And about that Soobin guy, I'm planning on sending Hobi Hyung to spy on them, to ensure that nothing against consent happens.

I was deep in my thoughts when my phone buzzed up, flashing Namjoon Hyung's name. I picked up the call in an instant.

"Hey."

"Hey bro. Will you be free this weekend?"

"Yeah. What's up?"

"Come over to my place, we're hosting another get together." He replied.

"All of us you mean?" I asked hesitantly, and originally meant to ask if Munhee was coming or not.

"Yes, all of us." He emphasised the all, clearly understanding my question.

"I'll be there." I sighed.

And now I was wondering if Jimin was coming or not. That asshole. I surely would kill him someday. I fucking hate him.

I want to strangle him with my cable's wires and hang him outside my window. But I can't do that because it's illegal. Plus, we're lawyers.

I've noticed the way he smirks at me, which makes me want to gouge his eyes out. That twat thinks that saying sorrys over and over again will give me back my self esteem that I had lost because of him.

➿➿➿➿

What did Jimin do?