~𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐞

Pick me

Continuing the last part, don't get confused. Hope you will enjoy reading
Sorry for short parts.
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Y/n: What if i again slip on the stair.

Taehyung: Then this time you will break your leg.

Y/n: No i don't want to break my leg.

Taehyung: Then come slow

Y/n: Hey wait wait
She said stopping him from going downstairs.

Taehyung: What

Y/n: Please help me going downstairs.

Taehyung: Do you have your legs.

Y/n: Yes

Taehyung: Then use it and come.

Y/n: But

Taehyung: What

Y/n: Please pick me up,
She said crossing her arms around his neck

Taehyung: So clingy
He said and jerked off her arms

Y/n: Doctor said to take care of me but you are so bad.
She said crying fakely.

Taehyung: Ok ok stop crying.

She stopped and looked at him,
He came close to her and picked her up in his arms, She giggled and felt proud because her plan worked.😎

Y/n: Hold me tight

Taehyung thought to play along so he loosened his grip a bit.

Y/n: uhh! Mumma what are you doing. I was scared.

She said and held him tight.

Y/n: I knew you are the best husband.

Taehyung: But you're not the Best wife

Y/n: Relax not everyone have a good taste in women.
She said with proudness, but the next she felt herself on the ground standing there. After making her stand he went towards the kitchen.

She layed on the couch with the remote in her hand.

Taehyung came with the breakfast and stood infront of him.

Y/n: Side

Taehyung: Eat this.

She sat up lazily and looked at him.

Y/n: What's it

Taehyung: Soup.