Airport
Taehyung descended the steps of his private jet with a magnetic confidence that demanded attention. His tailored black suit clung to his lithe yet muscular frame like a second skin, the deep V of his silk shirt teasing glimpses of his smooth, bronzed chest. Every step he took in his glossy red-bottomed stilettos exuded raw, unapologetic power. His dark, wavy hair framed his sharp jawline, and his full lips, slightly parted, carried the promise of danger and allure.
The phone in his hand buzzed, the name Dad lighting up the screen. Taehyung let out a soft chuckle, his plush lips curling into a smirk before answering.
Mr.Kim
Taehyung are you here yet?
His father’s curt voice demanded.
Taehyung drawled, his voice a velvety purr that could seduce or annihilate
Kim Taehyung
I'm currently at the airport. Where's my ride?
Mr.Kim
There should be a driver waiting for you
His father replied brusquely
Kim Taehyung
Good. I don't plan on standing around
His tone was colder than the steel of the jet’s staircase, and yet, laced with an elegance that only Taehyung could master. His bodyguards, towering and Stoic, trailed behind him with his designer luggage, their presence insignificant compared to the sheer force of his aura.
The moment he stepped into the terminal, pandemonium erupted. Paparazzi and reporters swarmed like moths to his flame, cameras flashing as the air buzzed with shouted questions.
“Mr. Kim! Why are you back? Is it because your sister is marrying your ex?”
“Mr. Kim, how does it feel to see them together after all this time?”
“Is it true you still have feelings for him?”
Taehyung paused mid-stride, his tall frame cutting an imposing figure among the chaos. Slowly, he removed his oversized sunglasses, revealing those piercing almond-shaped eyes, dark as midnight, framed by lashes so thick they cast shadows on his cheekbones. The smirk that graced his face could have been sculpted by the gods themselves—dangerous, mocking, irresistible.
He tilted his head slightly, his voice low and dripping with unbothered venom
He chuckled, the sound so sinful it sent shivers through the crowd
Kim Taehyung
Darling, I don’t feel. I conquer. Write that down.
The reporters stilled, stunned into silence, as Taehyung’s heels clicked against the marble floor, his back as straight as a dagger. His bodyguards carved a path through the stunned masses, their boss needing no protection—his mere presence was enough to send hearts racing and knees weak.
The limousine awaited outside, sleek and black like a predator in the night. Taehyung slid into the leather seat with feline grace, crossing one long, toned leg over the other. He poured himself a glass of champagne from the mini-bar, the chilled liquid gliding down his throat as he stared out the tinted window, unbothered by the world’s chaos.
Taehyung lounged in the back seat of his luxury car, one long leg crossed over the other, his arm draped casually on the seat. The city lights cast a soft glow on his flawless features as his phone rang. Glancing at the screen, a sly smile played on his lips when he saw the caller ID. He picked up, his voice smooth and teasing.
Kim Taehyung
Well, well, if it isn’t my favorite drama queen,
Zendaya’s laugh crackled through the line
Zendaya
Babe, you’re already on TV
She said with a mock gasp
Zendaya
And let me tell you, the camera doesn’t do your arrogance justice
Taehyung chuckled, his gaze flicking out the window.
Kim Taehyung
What can I say? Greatness demands attention. Though I’m sure you’re the one feeding the headlines
Zendaya
Someone has to remind the world you exist when you’re not gracing them with your divine presence
Her tone was dripping with sarcasm.
Zendaya
Anyway, should I reschedule the meeting for you?
Taehyung replied smoothly
Kim Taehyung
I’ll be back in time. And if I’m not, just tell them we’ll do it online. They wouldn’t dare say no to me
Zendaya snorted then groaned dramatically
Zendaya
Ugh, I wish I were there to see the chaos firsthand. I live for the mess you create
Kim Taehyung
You’d just steal my spotlight
Kim Taehyung
And let’s be honest, the world can only handle one of us at a time
Zendaya
True, they'd combust
Zendaya replied, her voice laced with mock disappointment
Zendaya
But you better spill all the tea when you’re back!
Kim Taehyung
I'll tell you everything
Taehyung promised, a sly grin on his lips
Kim Taehyung
Even the parts that’ll make you jealous
Zendaya
Please, as if I could ever be jealous
Zendaya
Bye, babe. Don’t cause too much trouble
Taehyung quipped before hanging up, a satisfied smirk lingering on his face.
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