My Ideal Type Is Kang Taehyun | TaeGyu

"Who is your brother again?"

Taehyun gaped at the huge gate which had written above its body in big and bold letters; B&H RESORT DAEGU. Although Taehyun wasn't the type to keep up with celebrity gossip, every soul in South Korea knew to whom the highest paid and the most luxurious place of Daegu belonged.

He'd even heard some rich guests claiming that the said celebrity most likely lived there in one of the topmost floors along with several members of his family, and had tight security to avoid media and sasaengs.

Beomgyu turned around as soon as two bellmen carried their luggage inside, he was just about to answer when a playful voice chimed in,

"Beomgyu-ah," The figure jumped out of the hotel, almost stumbling before tackling Beomgyu in a hug. "My best man is here!!!"

Taehyun blinked in disbelief, he'd never expected he'd see the most successful soloist of Korea in person, and as his boyfriend's (albeit fake but shut up!) brother.

"Geez, hyung! You shouldn't be walking around like that." Beomgyu smacked his arm slightly, and the way the latter giggled sheepishly Taehyun could tell they were actually brothers, even if not related by blood.

"It's okay, Beomgyu. The resort services will be off until the wedding. We have ensured full security." A woman walked out in all elegant apparel, whom Taehyun acknowledged as Beomgyu's mother.

The older heaved a breath and looked at Taehyun, and although all of this felt like a dream, he still managed to encourage Beomgyu with a smile, so they could bow to the woman respectfully.

But Taehyun flinched when the celebrity met eyes with him and flashed his signature boxy smile.

"Hello." He offered a hand. "I'm Kim Taehyung."

Unsure and nervous, Taehyun trembled under his touch when they shook hands, bringing himself to only smile in a friendly way.

Beomgyu noticed his mother waiting for the unfamiliar presence to introduce himself, so he cleared his throat.

"Eomma, Hyung-ah, I've brought m–my boyfriend along. His name is—"

"Is that your Choi Yeonjun?" Taunted another voice.

The family and Taehyun looked in the direction of another voice, this time Beomgyu cursing under his breath as another female walked up to them and scrutinized Taehyun.

"Son of a famous industrialist, blessed with a godly body and piercing visuals, freelancer model, the college it-boy.... He couldn't be the Choi Yeonjun you bragged about so interestingly." She eyed Taehyun head to toe with a lopsided smirk, making him crawl against his own skin. "Because all I'm seeing right now is an average guy— owwie!"

"Aish! Ryujin, is that how you talk to guests? I've gotta tell your mother to smack you some senses next time." Beomgyu's mother twisted the short-haired blunette's ear, eliciting a series of apologies from her before dragging her away.

"Kang Taehyun. My boyfriend's name is Kang Taehyun. Memorize it properly." Beomgyu unconsciously reached for the scarlet-haired's hand and clasped it, his tone a pitch lower, sounding colder than usual.

Taehyun stood there, as if he were some alien, looking down at his feet until he felt a pat on his shoulder.

To dismiss the awkward air, Taehyung stepped forward and semi-hugged his brother's boyfriend as a welcome before Taehyun noticed another muscular figure, approaching from behind.

"Has Beomgyu arrived?" He cheered, and to Taehyun, he oddly resembled a big giant fluffy bunny the way he smiled, a different breed from Soobin.

"Babe!" Taehyung's eyes lit up as he threw an arm around the newcomer to plant a soft kiss on his lips. "You two haven't met for years, have you?"