𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄
IF A HERO DOES IT THEY CALL IT 'LOVE', BUT WHEN A VILLAN DOES IT THEY CALL IT 'OBSESSION'!
Author's Note:- The above story is a pure work of fiction hence, it has nothing to do with real life. The Author does not wa...
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AUTHOR'S POV:
Taehyung was wearing a black tuxedo which perfectly suited his black undercut hairstyle. After wearing his shoes he couldn't wait anymore, he wanted to see his wife. Just the thought of seeing her was making him happy. He headed towards their shared bedroom where she was getting ready for the party.
Taehyung*
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The ladies who were supposed to do Y/n's makeup and hairs were standing outside of their bedroom. They were chatting and giggling when he came and stood infront of them. They bowed in respect.
"Why are you four out?" he asked, unable to guess the situation.
"Mam said she'll call us once she wears her gown however it's over 30 minutes now." the makeup artist said looking down fearing to make an eyecontact with him. He immediately unlocked the door and went in.
YN'S POV:
I flinched when someone suddenly came in. I turned. "I told you- " I paused when I came to know he was the one who jerked in without permission. "You startled me!" I huffed. "Can't you take permission before jerking in?!"
"I don't need permission to come in my own room to see my wife" he said. "Why aren't you ready yet?" he asked, folding his hands over his broad chest, seriously.
I sighed. "I can't decide" he walked towards me and asked "Need help?" I cleared my throat thinking if I should take his help or not. He scoffed looking at me and observed the gowns kept of the bed. He didn't even take 1 minute to pick up a dress for me. Out of Pink, Green, Red, Blue and Black he chose the black one which was sleeveless and had a heart shaped chest corset and glittery gloves.
"Here" he gave it to me.
"Thanks" I said looking down.
"Now you can leave" I voiced. "I'm not leaving." he cleared sitting on the edge of the bed. "And why is that so?" I questioned. "This reception party is just not for me it's for 'us'. What will I do alone there? So, you can go and change, then those girls will do your makeup and then we'll go down together" "But- " he cut me off "Please" he made a face of an innocent child, that's cute of a face. I never knew he can make that kind of face too. To hide my smile I turned around "Fine" and walked to change it.
