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A days After the incident, Taehyung was completely changed; his teasing had escalated. As I worked on papers while sitting in my CEO chair, Taehyung barged into my cabin without knocking, casually taking a seat. I asked him about the upcoming meeting, and he responded, "The meeting will begin in 30 minutes, baby."

"Baby?" I questioned, trying to clarify. "Yeah, baby. From today onwards, I call you baby," he declared, cutting off any protest I might have had. I rolled my eyes and urged him, "Whatever, let's go; we're getting late."

We both headed to the conference room, and during the meeting, Taehyung sat beside me. He reached for my hand, catching me off guard. I attempted to pull away, but he didn't release his grip.

In the full meeting, Taehyung continued holding my hand discreetly, a gesture that both perplexed and intrigued me. I decided to let it slide, not wanting to make a scene in the professional setting.

After the meeting, I returned to my cabin to find Taehyung following me. To my surprise, he handed me an iced coffee without milk, a specific detail he seemed to remember about my preferences. As I sipped the coffee he gazed at me, a sly grin playing on his lips.

Why this sudden generosity with coffee, Taehyung?" I inquired, feigning suspicion. With a twinkle in his eye, he responded, "Consider it a treat, baby. You deserve it."

While enjoying the coffee, I caught Taehyung staring at me. "Is there a particular reason for this intense scrutiny?" I asked, feigning seriousness. Taehyung leaned in, "Just admiring the CEO of my heart."

His charming antics made me laugh, and I teased, "CEO of your heart, huh? Do I get a corner office in there?" Taehyung chuckled, "Only if you promise to keep holding my hand during meetings."

The banter continued until, with a playful grin, Taehyung decided to clear a nonexistent coffee spill from under my lips. "What are you doing, Tae?" I asked, bemused. He winked, "Just saving you from potential coffee mustaches, baby."

As I took another sip, Taehyung, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, cleared a coffee spill from under my lips with his hand. A nervous flutter washed over me as our eyes locked for a moment longer than usual. The atmosphere felt with unspoken tension.

Just then, a call from Jungkook interrupted the moment. He wanted to discuss some details, and I agreed to meet him. Taehyung, perhaps sensing a hint of jealousy, offered to join, but I insisted he stay behind and handle some work.

As I left the room, I couldn't help but wonder about the newfound dynamic between Taehyung and me. His actions left me questioning whether there was something more beneath his teasing facade.

Taehyang pov

As Y/n left the room, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of amusement and satisfaction. The change in dynamics had worked, and her puzzled expressions were a testament to that. Leaning back in the chair, I smirked, contemplating the next move.

The intercom buzzed, and I could hear Y/n's voice. "Taehyung, I'm heading to meet Jungkook. Hold down the fort here."

"Sure thing, baby," I replied, emphasizing the newfound nickname. Chuckling to myself, I knew Y/n was still grappling with the unexpected turn of events.