When Fantasy Became Reality | BTS

Chapter 46

"Love is a maze, damn
But you is amaze, yeah"

-Love Maze, BTS

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Taraa's POV

We stood outside Jungkook's home after ringing the bell, waiting for the gate to open. There was a voice that shouted 'Coming' and a few moments later, the gate clicked open.

A man probably in his late 50s greeted us with a smile. The similarity between him and Jungkook was astonishing and it took me a single guess to tell that he was Jungkook's father. Jungkook's next words just confirmed it.

"Appa!" he greeted and hugged him.

"Kook!" he patted his head. They let go of each other.

"And who is this beautiful young lady?" he asked, diverting his attention to me.

"I am Song Taraa, Mr. Jeon." I said, bowing.

"Just Uncle is fine. C'mon in, you two." he said and turned around, waving with his hand to follow him. Jungkook closed the gate behind us, before joining me to go inside.

There was a big hall as we entered. One half of the hall was occupied by sofa and table while the other half had quilt spread out on the floor. On a small table in its middle, a carrom board was kept with the pieces scattered on the board. It was quite surprising to see the game in this country.

Jungkook guided me to the sofa and sat beside me.

"Where's eomma?" Jungkook asked his father.

"In the kitc- here she comes." he replied, looking behind us.

I followed his gaze and turned my head to see a beautiful woman walking towards us. She had her hair done in a bun and as she approached us, her face became clearer. Jungkook might look like his father, but his nose and his lips had a stark similarity with his mother's.

"Eomma!" he exclaimed, and went over to hug her. She chuckled and hugged him back. She focussed her eyes on me and I introduced myself. She nodded and smiled and hugged me too, taking me by surprise.

The four of us sat and chatted for a while, topics being how I and Jungkook met and where, and how long we have known each other. Jungkook kept exposing from time to time about how I was acting so quiet with them but with him and the guys I was so talkative and childish.

"Kook, come with me to the kitchen, will you?" his mother said, standing up. Jungkook looked at her and nodded, before going after her, leaving me with his father.

"So..." I started, pointing at the carrom board, "do you play carrom?"

"Yeah, I have started it recently. I watched a game on television and suddenly developed a liking to it." uncle replied. "Wait! Have you played it ever?" he asked.

"Umm...yeah, a lot. My father was amazing at it, so he taught mum, me and my brother. From time to time, all four of us played carrom."

A smile spread across his face at this.

"Wanna have a game?" he asked, hopefully.