Yunhee rummaged through her closet to find something suitable to wear to the evening party. Suddenly, her phone rang, grabbing her attention. Her face lit up like a lightbulb the moment she saw the caller ID.
After hurriedly fixing her hair, she leaped onto the bed to answer the video call. 'Hey!' Happily, she exclaimed. Jungkook flashed a smile, 'Hey, babe! What are you doing?'
'Um, nothing much. I was just looking for an outfit for the evening party.'
'Party?' Confused, he asks. Yunhee gives a nod, 'Yes, the clients are throwing business party in honor of Mr. Kim because they really enjoyed working with us.'
'Whoah!' He exclaims. 'That sounds great.'
'I know.' She chuckles cheerfully. 'Mr. Kim is actually not that bad, I guess.'
Her words gave Jungkook a slightly uneasy feeling. He laughs nervously, 'Why do you think so?'
'I don't know. I feel like he is a good person, otherwise why would people appreciate him so much,' she said, making a pensive face.
'Maybe he demands perfection from everything, which is why he is so strict with us. And considering his success, I can see why he is so rigid about all things related to work.' She gives a shrug.
Jungkook remained quiet. 'Babe?' She called.
He blinked out of his insecurities and smiled, 'Yeah! Maybe you're right.' Yunhee gives a small smile, and they both fall silent for a little while.
Taehyung came in the meantime to summon Yunhee for an important work, but before he could knock, his hand stopped upon hearing his name.
'Mr. Kim is actually not that bad, I guess'.
He paused to listen to her words for a little while. A beautiful smile appeared on his lips, as he heard her speak positively about him.
But he thought it was weird that he was eavesdropping, so he left. But his little smile never faded.
'So?' Jungkook broke the silence. 'What are you wearing tonight?'
Cheerfully, she leaps off the bed, 'Oh wait, let me show you!' She placed her phone on the bed and held the dress in front of the camera, 'How is it?'
'It's lovely, but isn't it freezing outside?' He asks hesitantly.
'Don't worry, I'll be wearing a coat on top.'
With relief, Jungkook smiled. It's a good thing she'll be wearing a coat because the dress exposes too much skin.
'By the way', He spoke.
'Hmm?' Folding the dress, she asks.
'The doctor said I can go home after two days.'
Yunhee's eyes light up with joy. Throwing the dress aside, she grabbed the phone quickly, 'What? Really???'
With a flash of his bunny teeth, he nodded, 'Come soon, baby. I miss you.'
Her lips pursed in sadness, 'I miss you more, babe. But I have to go now, need to get ready.'
'Send me pictures.' He said, smiling. 'Sure, take care.' She gives a smile.
Time Skip
6:00 PM
(Her dress)
(Her Makeup)
Yunhee was all set to slay the party tonight. Her slender figure was perfectly embraced by the long, backless gown she wore. She looked even more alluring and sinfully gorgeous with the rhinestone laces on the back. She wore her hair straight and sleek, and her dark mauve lipstick looked stunning on her fair skin.
When she caught a glimpse of her own beauty in the mirror, she was taken aback. 'Damn!! Who is this woman?? I look like a bomb!!' She giggled happily and snapped a few photos then sent them to Jungkook right away.
JUNGKOOK:
Oh, I'm so envious of everyone who gets to see you today!! 🥺 You look smoldering hot baby! My eyes feel blessed to behold your beauty. If I could have, I would have come to you immediately, caged you within my heart, shielding you from everyone's malicious gaze💓💓
Yunhee blushed as she read his message. Oh my! This boy is going to be the death of me!!
She replied with a 'Thank you' and several kissing emojis.
Upon noticing the time, she put on her long coat and headed downstairs. There, she was treated to yet another breathtaking sight that startled her internal organs.
'How come he looks like a Disney prince? '
Taehyung was drawn in by the click-clack sound made by her stilettos. She looks beautiful. He mentally slapped himself for even having such thoughts.
Yunhee, on the other hand, made an effort not to appear creepy by staring at his beauty. After giving each other an awkward smile, they went to get into the car and drove to the venue.
Yunhee looked around the venue with her big eyes as she entered. Everything about the decor was strikingly beautiful.
Journalists and other media swarmed them as soon as they entered, asking a variety of questions about the project. They then approach and greet others.
Yunhee felt hot all of a sudden. She noticed people without warm clothing as she looked around. I might be feeling hot because of the heater.
'Mr. Kim.' She called him.
Taehyung gave her a glance. 'Can you give me your car keys? I want to keep my coat in your car.'
With a nod, he handed the keys. After sprinting in the direction of the car, she removed her coat and placed it inside. Once again, she dashed into the venue after properly locking the car.
Taehyung peered through the crowd, trying to find Yunhee. Where has she vanished? What's taking her so long?
Someone taps him on the shoulder, making him turn around. Excitedly, Hoseok yells, 'Good evening, my bro,' holding out his arms.
Taehyung smiles and embraces him, 'What took you so long to get here hyung?'
They break their hug as Hoseok says, 'Sorry, the traffic in London is crazy these days.' They begin discussing random topics.
In the midst of their conversation, Taehyung's gaze is drawn to a breathtakingly hypnotic view, causing him to stop dead in place.
His breath caught in his throat as his mouth and eyes widened slightly.
He could feel his heart beat wildly and his stomach churning with butterflies.
Hoseok shook his shoulder and called out his name, but he seemed to be lost in a fantasy land. Then Hoseok followed Taehyung's gaze with curiosity.
'Have you seen a gho-OH MY HOLY SHIT!' He gasped. 'Is that Yunhee??' Hoseok asks, his mouth gaping wide open. 'Oh my God! She looks like a walking volcano!!'
With a sly smile, he looked at Taehyung, 'It looks like someone is drooling.'
Taehyung snapped out of his trance and gulped hard, 'What? wh-Who the fuck is drooling??' He stutters.
Hoseok leans close, muttering, 'Oh? Then why are your cheeks so red? Did you wear blush?'
Taehyung nervously patted his cheeks, 'R-red, huh? Hyung, what are you talking about?'
Hoseok gives an evil smile and opens his mouth to speak, but then, 'Oh Mr. Kim!! Here you are!' The two men looked in Yunhee's direction.
She joyfully gasps as she notices Hoseok, 'Hoseok?? When did you come?'
He grinned in return, 'Oh, I arrived just now! By the way, are you on a murderous rampage?'
She frowns in bewilderment, 'What do you mean?'
'For what reason, after all, would you show up at a party looking like a bomb ready to go off?' He winks.
Yunhee burst out laughing, drawing Taehyung's attention to her. He'd never seen her laugh like this before.
He looked at her with heart-shaped eyes, as though he was seeing the seventh wonder of the world. Hoseok nudged him, waking him up from his reverie.
What is wrong with me? Why am I feeling so strange? Taehyung, she's just laughing! What's so fascinating about it?! He tried to get a grip on himself.
'You're so funny Hoseok!' Yunhee smacks his arm, which Taehyung did not overlook.
Observing Yunhee so at ease with his friend caused a slight burning sensation to appear on his skin.
He clears his throat. 'My car keys, Ms. Yunhee?' He spoke in a cold tone.
She gave him the keys right away and gave him a tense smile. 'I'm sorry, Mr. Kim. I forgot.' He did not reply.
The three of them stood awkwardly for a while, before hoseok said, 'I need to go to the washroom, be right back, guys!'
Yunhee felt uneasy alone with Taehyung; she felt he was angry with her for some reason.
Taehyung, in the meantime, was seeing all the pervert looks directed at Yunhee, and his blood boiled at those men!
'Why did you keep your coat inside the car?' he asked, his fist clenching in anger. 'Aren't you cold?'
She gave him a startled look, 'Mr. Kim the heater is on, why would I feel cold?'
Screw it! Doesn't she get it?
'Yeah right! Listen Ms. Yunhee, it won't be good for you if you get sick because we have a lot of important tasks coming up.'
Her eyebrows furrowed at his peculiar actions. Why the fuck is he so irritating? Is he trying to threaten me, or what?
'I need to drink some water.' She made an excuse to stay away from him.
Taehyung gazed at her flawless back, embellished with shimmering laces, as she swung back and walked. He squeezed his eyes shut, feeling his blood rush once more! I am not a fucking pervert!
To divert his attention, he turned away and struck up conversations with other people.
Yunhee sat on the chair and called out to the bartender, 'Excuse me.'
'Yes, ma'am. What I can get for you?' He offers her a smile.
'Mineral Water' After staring at her in disbelief, he handed her a bottle of water.
'Hey!' Her eyes darted to the seat beside her as she heard someone's voice. She looks around awkwardly before asking, 'Are you talking to me?'
He laughs quietly, 'Yes, I'm talking to you.'
She smiles awkwardly, 'I'm sorry, but do I know you?'
He smiles warmly. 'No, but we work for the same company. Only that I work at the London Branch and live here.'
Yunhee beams with delight, 'Ohh! Really? Nice to meet you, Mr.??' She gives a questioning frown.
'The name is Kim Mingyu. Nice to meet you as well, Ms.?' He extended his hand to greet her.
She said, shaking his hand, 'Yunhee. You can call me Yunhee.'
He gives a smile. 'Okay, I see. So, Yunhee, do you know how to dance?'
She looks at him in confusion, 'Dance? Why?'
His gaze points in a certain direction. She followed his gaze and noticed people dancing.
'Whoa! No, no! I'm not very good at dancing.' She laughs clumsily.
He extends his hand, 'I'll teach you. Come on!'
She shook her head, 'Oh no! Thank you!'
With a frown, he gets up. 'Come on, Yunhee! It is just one dance!' Her eyes dart from his hand to him as she looks nervously. She extends her hand to meet his after giving it some thought.
With a radiant smile, Mingyu pulls her onto the dance floor. Yunhee scans her surroundings bewildered, 'What am I suppose to do?'
He took her hand, rested it on his shoulder, and gently held her by the waist with one hand. Then, holding her other hand with his, says, 'I hope this doesn't bother you.'
She gives a small smile, 'It's alright.'
They began moving along with the music. Everyone was dancing slowly to the soft music, including Yunhee and Mingyu.
When she eventually figured out the steps, a smile crossed her lips, 'It's not that hard.'
'Told yaa!' Mingyu smiles back.
'So? How long have you been working here?' She asks.
'Around two years, I guess'. Mingyu responds. Then they began conversing and getting to know one another; he even showed her some dance moves that she found amusing.
Taehyung had not seen Yunhee in a while, so he was searching for her. Where the hell is she? He also looked in the bar area, but she wasn't there.
'Looking for someone?' Hoseok asks, startling Taehyung with his sudden appearance.
'No.' He replies nonchalantly.
Suddenly, the lights went out, revealing the dance floor under a spotlight.
'Ladies and Gentlemen! I hope everyone is having a great time here. However, to make our party more enjoyable, we have planned a dance segment. So please, we request everyone to join us on the dancefloor.'
Everyone cheered and yelled with excitement when the host made the announcement.
Yunhee's eyes widen, 'Oh my God! I can't do this!'
Mingyu chuckles, 'I've just taught you! Relax and focus!' With a sigh, she concentrates on dancing.
Hoseok, however, persisted in tugging Taehyung. 'Come on! Don't kill the buzz. Look, everyone is dancing.'
He sighed, 'You know that I don't like these things, Hyung.'
Eyes rolling, Hoseok casts a quick glance at the dance floor. He squinted his eyes, recognizing a familiar face.
'WOAH!!!' he exclaims out loud. Taehyung furrows his brow, 'Why are you yelling?'
'Isn't that Kim Yunhee??' He gives a giddy shout. Taehyung frowned incomprehensibly and looked in the direction he was looking, only to see Yunhee and Mingyu laughing and dancing with their bodies close to one another.
His eyes widened at such a sight. Jealousy also burned in his heart, but he had no idea why.
But at that moment, all he knew was that he wanted to take her out of his grasp and cage her somewhere safe so that no man would ever dare to touch her again!
His eyes darkened as he stared at them, his jaw tensing with rage.
Hoseok chuckles, 'Dang! She dances so well, doesn't s-- His words come to a halt as he notices Taehyung's piercing stare.
He gulps and laughs nervously, 'Haha! I was just prasing her.' Taehyung looked away to calm his nerves, which were about to explode at any moment. He exhales deeply and mentally chants. I don't care. I don't care.
His friend notices his tense state and asks, 'Are you okay?' Shaking his head, Taehyung smiles and says, 'Yeah, of course!'
Everything was crystal clear to Hoseok, but he chose to keep his mouth shut because he wanted to live.😌
He couldn't get his mischievous thoughts under control, though. 'Wanna join the dancefloor, my bro?' He smirks.
'NO!' Taehyung raises his voice, startling Hoseok. 'Alright! Relax!' He replies quietly.
Taehyung, however, had a sudden change of heart. 'You know what?' Gazing into Hoseok's eyes and grasping his shoulder, he says, 'Hyung, I don't want you to miss out on all the fun because of me. Let's go!' Saying that he didn't wait a second before pulling Hoseok.
Everyone cheers with excitement as Taehyung enters the dance floor. Yunhee's attention was drawn to the cheers, so she stopped and looked around to see what was going on.
She frowns in confusion as she notices Taehyung approaching them. 'Mr. Kim,' She murmurs. Mingyu follows her gaze with confusion.
Taehyung stood in front of them, they were still clutching each other.
'Kim Mingyu?' He was startled to hear his name. He swiftly released her body and bowed to him.
'Good evening, Sir!' Taehyung loved how he could intimidate people with a single look, as well as his power and control.
With a smirk, he glances at Yunhee, 'Ms. Yunhee, I see you're a great dancer. Mind having a dance with me?' He holds out his hand to her.
With wide eyes, she gazed at him. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that Kim Taehyung would want to dance with her.
On the other hand, Taehyung's forehead was covered in cold sweats. He had no idea what he was doing or why he was doing it. His feet felt like they were about to give out.
But then Yunhee held his hand, and his worries turned into breathtaking butterflies. He felt her cold hand trembling. He smirked to himself in his head. So, I make her nervous?
The music changed, and he pulled her body in a quick motion, colliding with his, startling her with his sudden action. Her eyes widened as she looked at him.
'Mr. Kim I- She stopped when she saw his intense gaze.
The light faded and she felt his hand brush against her bare waist. She felt her body hair rise with his touch.
She had no idea what to do and didn't dare to look at him. Taehyung could see her tense face even in the low light.
His lips curved into a smile. Why do I have such an impact on her? She seems nervous whenever she is around me. Am I that scary?
'Ms. Yunhee,' he said abruptly, startling her.
He laughs quietly, 'Relax, I won't eat you up.' She giggles uneasily, 'I am fine, Mr. Kim.'
Taehyung began to feel his blood race as time passed. He wasn't a pervert, but her scent was driving him insane.
He wanted to pull her closer and wrap his hands around her slender body. Oh, how hard he was fighting his urges!!
Her smooth skin caused his hand around her waist to go numb and his entire body to tingle. No Taehyung! This isn't you! What are you even thinking? SHE IS YOUR EMPLOYEE!
He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to shake the strange thoughts he was having about her.
Suddenly, he pulled her body away from his. The proximity of their bodies was too much for him to handle.
He left, leaving Yunhee perplexed. She stares at his disappearing back in confusion. 'What's wrong with him?' she murmurs.
Taehyung took a seat in front of the bar and placed an order for a drink. I'll be alright, all I need is a drink. He pondered in his head.
He felt his nerves relax after the alcohol took effect. His lips curl into a smile. Exactly! This is what I need. He gulped down shots after shots, trying to clear his mind.
Someone suddenly took the glass from him. 'Calm down! Are you going to finish the entire bar?'
Taehyung rolled his eyes, 'Come on, Hyung! You know I have a high tolerance for alcohol.'
Hoseok sneers, 'Okay, so? Overdoing anything is bad.' He let out a sigh, causing them to momentarily become quiet.
Taehyung could feel himself getting a little tipsy. Maybe Hyung was right, too much of anything is bad.
Yunhee, meanwhile, was having a great time interacting with other staff members of their second branch. She was delighted to meet each one of them. She was even more thrilled that the majority of them were Korean.
She didn't notice those men's hungry gazes because she assumed they were just being friendly. Taehyung's blood boiled as he watched from a distance. Why is she so friendly to everyone? Doesn't she realize not everyone is a friend?
His drunken figure approached her with quick steps. Yunhee was startled when he pulled her back, 'The party is over. We have to go home.'
She was too stunned to speak. Before she could get a word out, he dragged her.
Yunhee and Taehyung sat quietly next to each other as the driver drove the car. She could feel heat emanating from his body. Is he mad at me? But why? I didn't do anything.
Her gaze flickered to his face, which was visible in the moonlight. He was massaging his forehead with his thumb while his eyes were closed.
She asks quietly, 'Are you okay?' Opening his eyes, he gave her a quick glance before averting his gaze, 'Yeah, I'm fine.'
He was furious, VERY FURIOUS. But he doesn't know why.
She is messing with my head. I need to stay away from her.
They arrived at the Penthouse. Taehyung stumbled up the stairs, trailed by Yunhee. He felt a little dizzy, but Yunhee caught him before he lost his balance.
She glances at him with concern, 'Mr. Kim, are you alright?' Once again, He felt those strange sensations in his body that he didn't want to feel.
No! I can't let her do this to me!
He pushed her gently, 'I told you I'm fine!' he replies coldly. The smell of alcohol hit her nose, and she realized he was drunk. How much did he drink?
'It's okay, Mr. Kim. Let me help you.' She spoke in a comforting tone. However, that infuriated Taehyung.
His voice grew a little higher, 'I don't need your help. Mind your own business!' Yunhee was taken aback and slightly hurt by his behavior.
She muttered, 'I'm sorry,' then hurried to her room. Taehyung sighed heavily as he sat on the stairs.
'I'm sorry, Ms. Yunhee. But I can't let you reignite the emotions in me that I killed a long time ago.' A single tear fell from his eye as he whispered to himself, 'I don't deserve to feel those emotions.'