Hyesoo

"So do we have an agreement?"

When I opened the door, Appa and Mr. Kim Daehyung was just finished talking to each other. Mr. Kim motioned me to come inside and sit beside him, which I did.

"We were just talking about you and Taehyung." Mr. Kim beamed, which father responded to a faint smile.

"About what, Mr. Kim?" I stuttered, slightly nervous by what this conversation is headed.

Mr. Kim chuckled and tapped my back lightly, "You don't have to be so formal by your future father-in-law, Hyesoo-ssi."

"What do you mean by that, Mr. Kim?"

"Ah, let's talk about this some other time--" my father tried to interrupt but Mr. Kim's mouth was unstoppable.

"Well, soon enough both you and Taehyung will get married!"

I didn't want to be rude, but I dashed away from my father's office and exactly saw Kim Taehyung casually roaming around the hallway like he's on a museum. He looked at me with wide eyes so I marched over him and dragged him out of the building.

"What the hell are you doing?" he complained, "let me go."

"You can't see your dad right now, they're busy." I said, gripping his wrist and forcefully leading him to the nearest bench there is.

"I know, I wasn't planning on seeing him, he just texted me to drive him home after his meeting with your dad."

Both of us sat down the bench and waited for Kim Taehyung to calm down, only then when I tried to break the ice