"Namaste Mr. Mafia!" - Kim Namjoon ff

Chapter - 11 My name on your hand💘

The atmosphere was alive with the vibrant hues of mehendi, the air filled with laughter and excitement as the Mehendi ceremony commenced. Y/N, the bride-to-be, was getting ready, surrounded by the joyful chatter of her friends and family. In the midst of the festivities, A/N, Saira, and Snigdha sneaked in and enveloped Y/N in a back hug.

"Aye haye," they teased, their voices filled with affection and playfulness, sharing in the excitement of the moment.

A/N, with a warm smile, handed Y/N a delicate locket. "MA gave this to me during my mehendi ceremony," she explained. "It's said to protect you from every negative energy. Today, you're at my place, and all I know is how Namjoon will always cherish and love you."

Touched by the gesture, Y/N held the locket close to her heart, feeling the weight of the love and blessings it carried. She hugged A/N back, her heart overflowing with gratitude for the strong bonds of friendship and the enduring support she had from her loved ones.

In that moment, amidst the lively celebration, Y/N felt an overwhelming sense of love and belonging. The mehendi ceremony was not just about intricate designs on her hands; it was about the love, laughter, and shared moments that would forever be etched in her heart. With the locket in her hands and her friends by her side, she looked forward to the future, her heart brimming with anticipation for the love and happiness that awaited her with Namjoon

Namjoon, lost in his daydreams about his upcoming life with Y/N, was startled when Jimin entered the room. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Jimin teased, "You can imagine your honeymoon afterwards, hyung?"

Namjoon blushed, trying to hide his embarrassment. "Jimin, it's not like that," he stammered, his cheeks turning a shade of crimson.

Jimin laughed, patting Namjoon playfully on the back. "Relax, hyung. We all know how much you love her. It's cute."

Despite the teasing, Namjoon couldn't help but smile, his thoughts drifting back to Y/N. He imagined the future they would share together, filled with love, laughter, and endless adventures. The anticipation of being with her after the wedding filled his heart with warmth and joy, making the days leading up to their reunion feel like an eternity yet worth every moment.

Taehyung and Jungkook strolled into the room, catching Namjoon in his daydreams. Taehyung, always the playful one, nudged Namjoon and asked, "What's up, man? Dreaming about your future with Y/N again?"

Namjoon chuckled, slightly embarrassed, and replied, "Well, you know... just thinking about the good times ahead."

Jungkook joined in the teasing, a smirk playing on his lips. "Ah, hyung, the way you're lost in your thoughts, I bet you've already planned every moment of your future together."

Taehyung chimed in, laughing, "He's probably picturing the two of you riding into the sunset on a unicorn, or something equally romantic."

Namjoon, trying to keep a straight face, retorted, "You guys are exaggerating. But I won't deny I'm excited about what's to come."

The Mehendi ceremony was in full swing, the air filled with the scent of henna and the lively chatter of the guests. A/N and Snigdha carefully adorned Y/N's hands with intricate henna designs, while Saira, her own hands already decorated, roamed around, letting her henna dry.

As she walked, someone tickled her waist, making her jump slightly. It was Jimin, his eyes twinkling mischievously. He gently held her wrist, examining her henna with intense focus. Saira, feigning innocence, asked, "What? Is there something wrong?"

Jimin pouted playfully. "It's said that girls write their husbands' names on the Mehendi," he teased.

Saira grinned, lifting her right hand. "Silly, it's on my right hand," she said, her eyes dancing with mischief.