"You don't have to do this" "I know...but I want to" Follow the story of Kim Jisoo, a 23 years old idol who have to fake date Kim Taehyung, a business man to cover up a political scandal in South Korea.

Jisoo and Taehyung's marriage was never meant to be a love story. She's the bubbly, affectionate wife who hugs her friends, spreads sunshine everywhere, and lives with a free heart. He's the cold, distant husband who believes love is a distraction and emotions are a weakness. Their marriage was forced, and neither wanted it. But fate plays a trick-one heated fight later, their souls get swapped.

"You weren't supposed to see it yet," he says quietly. She crosses her arms, trying to shield herself from the sudden, stupid ache inside. "Why is she in it?" His answer is soft. Deadly soft. "Because you're not complete without her." Jisoo's nails bite into her palms. "She's weak," she says. "She left you." Taehyung steps closer, slow. "She's part of the story whether you like it or not." "I'm not her." "No," he agrees, voice dropping lower. "You're the one who stayed." The words land somewhere between a compliment and a curse. He brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, thumb grazing her cheek. "There's only room for one muse when it's finished," he whispers.

kim taehyung playboy who breaks every girl heart got cursed by a girl and he transform into girl taeyoun and experience his girl version with his roommate jisoo but everything changes when he starts to fall for her !!!

Love story about neighbours, from hate to love. Shovels. Bags of soil. Wooden garden beds stacked neatly against the fence. And, of course, Taehyung. He was stretching like he was preparing for an Olympic event, grinning at her in a way that instantly irritated her. "This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me," Jisoo muttered under her breath. "You say that now," Taehyung said, rolling his shoulders, "but soon, you'll be thanking me when we grow fresh vegetables." Jisoo narrowed her eyes. "Taehyung, you do realize neither of us knows how to garden, right?" "I watched a YouTube video." Jisoo pinched the bridge of her nose. "Oh, great. A YouTube video. That totally makes you an expert." Reading time - 3 hours and 40 minutes. Characters: Jisoo Taehyung Achievements: #1 in Taesoo #2 in blackpinkjisoo #6 in Jisoo #22 in shipping #37 in bangpink

dropping it on the table. Tonight already felt like a waste. She was about to rest her chin on her palm when- A shadow stopped in front of her. She looked up only halfway, just enough to see a jawline carved by God and lit by neon. The guy had messy dark hair and eyes that shimmered under the strobing lights-eyes that looked like they belonged to someone who laughed easily, but didn't tonight. He leaned slightly forward, trying to get her attention. "Want to dance?" he asked, voice low but clear even over the music. Jisoo blinked. Once. Twice. Her mouth opened automatically. "Yeah," she said, waving dismissively, "I'll come in a moment." She didn't even look fully at him. She didn't think she needed to. Her phone buzzed again. She looked down.

Taehyung blinked. "What are you-" "Your side," she said, pressing the tape down with surgical precision, "and my side." He blinked again. "Wait-" "You stay over there," she continued, gesturing like she was performing a ritual, "and I stay over here. You don't cross the line. No socks, no shoes, no coffee cups. No humming. No existing past the tape." Taehyung stared at her for a beat... then burst out laughing. "You've got to be kidding." "I've never been more serious in my life."

Ex-lovers. Office rivals. A love that never truly ended. Jisoo's fresh start turns into a nightmare when she realizes her new boss is Tae-her cold, ruthless ex. Their office becomes a battlefield of stolen glances, sharp words, and unresolved emotions. But when jealousy flares and hidden truths unravel, will they fight to stay apart-or risk everything for a second chance? Rank #2 - Vsoo - 20th April 2025

Taehyung stood up halfway. "Hold onto something!" Before Jisoo could react, a loud crack echoed from somewhere above them. The ceiling panels groaned. The whole train rocked again-this time more violently. A man standing near the aisle stumbled hard. His arms pinwheeled. He was falling-straight toward Jisoo. It all happened too fast. She braced, her arms up-but before the man could crash into her, a hand gripped her wrist and yanked her sideways. "Got you," Taehyung said. Jisoo stumbled against his chest. The man thudded into the empty seat beside hers instead, cursing as he hit the floor. The train jolted again. Taehyung didn't let go. He pulled her down beside him, tucking her between himself and the wall of the carriage, shielding her from the chaos. Another tremor rolled through, making the train creak like a dying machine. More people fell. Someone up front shouted in panic. A bottle rolled down the aisle, clinking uselessly.

"Bet you didn't think your Monday would include being trapped with your favorite employee." Still focused on his phone, he responds dryly, "I don't play favorites." She closes the distance between them by a few steps, standing just beside his left shoulder. He doesn't move, but she can feel the subtle shift in his breathing. "Liar," she whispers, her voice low, loaded with challenge.