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Taehyung x Reader - One night stand (One, Two)

Part of the ‘Married to You’  Series.

Summary: A one night stand with Kim Taehyung turns into something you never would’ve expected. 

Pairing:  Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Romance, Drama, Arranged Marriage

Author: Moxie

Chapters: 01 & 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 (The Finale)

Chapter One:

Parties were never usually your thing. In the past, during your wild party days, you could spend all night dancing. However nowadays you’d much rather spend your weekends relaxing in and watching Netflix.

Tonight though was a special occasion. You had just gotten a new job and you were in a mood to celebrate. It just so happened that you best friend’s boyfriend, a famous DJ, was throwing a party at his house to celebrate the launch of his new song. You slipped on a black slip dress you had bought some months ago. You had seen the dress on a mannequin in a shop window and had instantly fallen in love with it.

You arrive to the party 20 minutes later and the party was in full force. The house was lit up like a disco ball and there were already a lot of people drinking and dancing. Some faces you didn’t recognise and others you had seen on TV and on billboards. You spot your friend by the bar and make your way over to her.

“You need a drink!” She yells over the music and hands you a shot of tequila before grabbing one for herself. “Let’s do shots!”.

You down the shot, feeling the alcohol burning your throat on its way down. A song you both know starts playing and your friend takes your hand and leads you to the backyard where a dance floor is set up. You squeeze your way past sweaty bodies and end up in the middle of the stage. You close your eyes and start to sway your hips to the beat, letting yourself get lost to the music.

The first thing you see is grey. Grey walls and grey curtains. You slowly rise to view your surroundings but the moment you raise your head you’re met with a sharp dull pain in your temples. You lay your head back on the pillow and groan. You couldn’t remember the last time you had woken up with a hangover.

You also couldn’t remember the last time you were this comfortable, hangover aside. Your muscles felt loose and you were a bit achy in some places but other than that you felt relatively good. The bed was big and soft and the silk sheets felt heavenly against your skin. Wait a minute…skin?!

You glance down and to your horror you find that you’re completely nude. You’re also not alone. Sleeping beside you is a man, but not just any normal man, you recognise his face straight away. Kim Taehyung. The world’s number one model. He was famous worldwide for his piercing gaze and sharp jaw. Girls lined up for days just to get a glimpse of him.  You had seen his pictures in magazines and on billboards all over the city. He was the face of Gucci and held the current record for the most Vogue covers, earning him a spot in the Guinness World Records given his young age.

You’re completely confused and you have no idea what is going on. Why is the world’s top model lying beside you, and why are you both naked? What exactly happened last night?

Your try to remember but your memory is hazy. You remember drinking and dancing with someone and then more drinking. The rest is blank.  You don’t even remember leaving the party and how you got here. Wherever here was. You must’ve drank way more than you should’ve.

You look around and spot your dress at the end of the bed as if it had been thrown haphazardly, right next to a man’s dress shirt and pants. You slowly slide out of bed making sure to be quiet so that you didn’t wake up your companion. You quickly slip on your dress and scan the room for your shoes and bag. You locate them both near the door and with one final glance at the gorgeous man sleeping peacefully, you turn to leave.

It isn’t until you get home that you realise you had left your card holder behind.

Chapter Two:

2.5 months later

It’s official, you were dying. Or at least that’s what it felt like. For the past two weeks you had been down with the flu and it didn’t look like it was going to go away. You suddenly had no energy and all you wanted to do was sleep. What was really strange though was that every now and again you would feel nauseated. You had dragged yourself into work that morning, refusing to take another day off. Your emails were already piling up after two days off and you were already dreading going through them.

As you made you way into the lunchroom with your colleague the smell of coffee overwhelms you and you were hit with a familiar queasy feeling. You place a hand over your mouth and suppressed the urge to vomit.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” your colleague asked you. Her face full of concern as she handed you a napkin.

“Yeah I’m fine, it’s just this damn flu that won’t go away. It’s so annoying. All I want to do is sleep.” You sigh and lay your head against your arms on the table. You pick at your strawberry yoghurt, the only thing that seemed to appease your stomach.

“Sounds like you might be pregnant. I had similar symptoms when I was carrying my second child.”

“What?! Pregnant? B-but that can’t be?” You exclaim shocked.

Can it? You think back to when you had last gotten your period. It was definitely late. Very late. You had originally just brushed it off and thought it was because of stress but could it actually be because you’re pregnant?

Three pregnancy tests later there was no doubt in your mind. You were carrying Kim Taehyung’s child. Suddenly dying didn’t seem like such a bad option.

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Kim Taehyung was an ass!

You had gotten Taehyung’s number from your friend’s boyfriend and when you told him what had happened he had rudely hung up on you, accusing you of being fan.

When you finally got through to his manager they demanded a paternity test.  Of course the results came back positive, identifying Taehyung as the father.

Through the entire process you hadn’t spoken a word to Taehyung, only his manager and lawyer. You could understand that he was upset but so were you! A child was the last thing you wanted especially at this age. You were still young! You had your whole life ahead of you. You had planned to travel the world but now you couldn’t do any of that. At least you were trying to be civil and mature, unlike mister diva there. It was a week after you had given his lawyer the paternity results when you get a call. You answer it thinking it was either his manager or lawyer again “Hello?”

“Let’s get married. Saturday, 2pm. My manager will send you the address. Dress appropriately.”

Before you could even get a word in they had hung up. It took you a moment to process who had just called and what he had said. Taehyung had finally contacted you and he wanted to get married.

What!?

--

“So, what’s it like being married to the world’s hottest man?”

You were on your phone to your friend as you lazed around in your room. The last two weeks had gone by in a haze. You had agreed to married Taehyung deciding that it was the best thing for your child.  You had both agreed that you would remain married until the child was born and after that go your separate ways. It was more of a business agreement than a marriage. The last thing you wanted was for your unborn child to be labelled as a bastard so it was fine by you.

That Saturday you showed up to his lawyer’s office and met your future husband for the first time since the party. After signing an iron clad pre-nup you were both declared husband and wife. Not once during the entire process did Taehyung so much as glance your way nor did he speak to you. The only time you both made eye contact was when he placed the ring on your finger. A simple princess cut diamond ring. It wasn’t your usual style but you found that it was slowly growing on you.

The next day you packed your things and moved your things into his house. Taehyung of course was not home. He had conveniently flown out of the country for a few days for a photo shoot. You didn’t mind though because it gave you time to settle in and explore your new surroundings in peace. Taehyun’s house was the ultimate bachelor’s pad. He had two bedrooms, a study which was more like a second closet seeing as he had clothes everywhere, a theatre room with a huge built in projector screens, a gym and in the backyard, he had a pool inside a glass dome that kept it warm during winter time.

You were given the room across the hall from Taehyung’s and that first few days you had planned to explore the neighbourhood. However, that soon became impossible as somehow news of your wedding was released to the media. It was all over the news that Kim Taehyung, the world’s hottest bachelor was now off the market married in a secret ceremony. They had even a managed to find a photo of you and they even found out where you worked. You remember leaving for work and being met with a swarm of paparazzi waiting for you at the front.  They shoved their cameras and their microphones in your face and threw questions at you from left, right and centre.

Everyone wanted to know who you were and how you had landed the world’s most wanted man.

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“Boring.” You reply to your friend as you move to the kitchen to make yourself a sandwich. “I haven’t seen Taehyung much at all. He’s always working”. You two had agreed to be civil for the sake of the baby. However civil didn’t mean friendly to Taehyung it meant ignoring that you existed.

The last time you had seen Taehyung was last night when you bumped into him in the hallway. You had left your bedroom to get a drink and he had just gotten home and was on his way to his. You were focused on your phone and not on where you were going that you walked straight into him. The impact made you lose your balance and caused you to stumble backwards but Taehyung caught you with his arm and pulled you against his chest. Holding you upright.

“Woman, pay more attention to where you’re going. Especially in your state” He had scolded you as he released his arm and moved past you.

“Have you two had sex yet?” Your friend asked.

“Omg no! We’ve hardly had a chance to talk to each other let alone that.” You two had never spoken about what happened that night. You figured that you both must’ve been very drunk and one thing lead to another.  

“How is the little bean?” your friend asks as you pull out two slices of bread and a jar of mayonnaise.

“Hungry, as always but other than that fine” You slather a good amount of mayonnaise on the bread and turn to the kitchen for some ham and pickles. “Shoot!” you say when you realise there are no pickles. You had been craving a ham, pickle and mayonnaise sandwich the entire day and was looking forward to eating one. You glance at the clock in the kitchen and note that it’s half past three in the afternoon. Taehyung said he had a meeting until three, so he should be done by now. You contemplate whether to call him or not. You didn’t want to be a burden but at the same time you really wanted pickles. Screw it you decide. Food is more important.

“Hey I have to go now there’s a sandwich emergency. I’ll message you later okay?” You say goodbye to your friend and immediately after call Taehyung’s number.

His phone rings four times before he picks up. “Yeah?”

“Oh hi Taehyung, it’s me.”

“Yeah I know it’s you I have caller ID.” Those articles that said Kim Taehyung was a gentleman lied. He was anything but.

“So um…are you still at work?”

“I just finished up, why?”

“Would it be possible for you to buy some pickles on your way home?” You cross your fingers.

He lets out a deep sigh as if you had just asked him to fetch the moon and not ham “Pickles? What do you want pickles for?”

“I need pickles for my sandwich. I’ve been craving it all day. Pleeeasssseeee?”

“Fine.” Another sigh and then he hung up.

Fifteen minutes later Taehyung walked through the front door and into the kitchen. He placed a jar of pickles on the island bench where you were sitting, watching Youtube videos on your laptop. Without even saying hi to you or acknowledging you he turned to leave.

“Hey!” You call out getting his attention. You close your laptop and stand up. “Look, I’m trying okay? The least you can do is not ignore me.”

You’ve been here for over two weeks now and you were finally sick of his attitude. Yes, the situation was unexpected and neither of you wanted this but that wasn’t your fault. You were sick of getting all of the blame.

“I’m trying to make the best out of this situation and you’re not helping. You think I wanted this?” You motion your hand at the kitchen.

“Isn’t it? Could’ve fooled me” he crossed his arms against his chest and raised an eyebrow.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that I think it’s awfully convenient that we sleep together once and you end up pregnant and now here you are the wife of Kim Taehyung”

“You think I wanted to fall pregnant? I don’t even remember that night. All I wanted was to have one night where I could have fun without any responsibilities. Believe it or not Kim Taehyung the whole world isn’t lining up to marry your ass. Get over yourself.” You pick up your laptop and start to walk away.

“What did you expect from this marriage?” His question stops you in your tracks.

“What do I expect?”

“Did you expect that I would fall madly in love with you just because you were pregnant with my child?”

“What, no I-”

“Did you expect that I would drop everything to cater to your every whim? That I would commit myself 100% to making this marriage work? Get real, this marriage is a sham. The only reason I married you was for the sake of the child.”

His words cut like a knife. You knew he was right but it still hurt to hear it said aloud.

“I know that.” You fight back the tears. Your refuse to show weakness in front of him. To show him how much his words hurt. “I didn’t expect anything. I knew this marriage was fake going into it. All I want is for us to not spend the next 7 months ignoring each other and actually try to get to know each other but I guess that’s too much to ask.” You storm off before he can see the tears escape.

You spend the rest of the night locked in your room crying and cursing Kim Taehyung.

The next morning when you go downstairs you find no sign of him anywhere. Later that day you receive a message from his manager informing you that Taehyung would be overseas for three days to film a commercial and that if you needed anything to charge his credit card.

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To be continued