The mafia

Chapter 12

Ara and Jennie were enjoying each other's company, their laughter and conversation filling the room with warmth. Ara glanced at the clock, noting that it was around 6:25 pm. She rose from her seat, her face lighting up with anticipation.

"It's getting late; I should start cooking. He must be coming soon," Ara announced, making her way toward the kitchen. Jennie, ever the helpful friend, followed her into the kitchen. Ara began chopping vegetables, the rhythm of her knife against the cutting board setting a soothing tone.

Jennie took charge of organizing the groceries, placing items in the fridge. As they worked together, the kitchen filled with the aroma of the meal they were preparing.

However, when the doorbell rang, Ara turned her attention toward the door, a mix of excitement and nervousness in her eyes. She moved to answer it, but Jennie intervened.

"Continue cooking; I'll go check," Jennie offered, placing a reassuring hand on Ara's shoulder. Ara nodded, grateful for her friend's support, and focused on her culinary task.

Jennie opened the front door, revealing Jimin standing there. A warm smile graced her face as she greeted him, "Hey!"

Jimin returned her greeting, entering with a friendly smile. "Hello! How have you been, Jennie?"

As they chatted, Ara, having left the kitchen and removed her apron, entered the living room. Her eyes lit up when she saw Jimin. "Hi, oppa!" she greeted, taking a seat next to Jennie.

Jimin's gaze turned toward Ara, his smile widening. "Hello, Ara. It's been a while," he said. They engaged in a friendly conversation, catching up on the time they had missed.

Amidst their chit-chat, the doorbell rang once more. Ara glanced at the clock, and Jennie instinctively started to rise to answer it. However, Ara gently urged her to stay seated and assured her that she would take care of it.

Ara left the living room, walking toward the main door, hidden from Jimin and Jennie's view. As she opened the door, her eyes fell upon a familiar face, and a radiant smile graced her lips. "Welcome back," Ara greeted warmly.

As Taehyung entered the room, a charming smile on his face, Ara took the bag from his hand. He began removing his shoes, his eyes locked onto hers. Ara watched with rapt attention as he slowly closed the distance between them until her back gently met the wall behind her. His voice, filled with concern, broke the silence.

"What happened, babygirl?" he inquired, his gaze delving into her eyes. Ara simply shook her head, unable to find the words to express her emotions.

Taehyung's fingers gently cradled her chin, and he leaned in closer, his eyes drifting between her gaze and her soft, pink lips. "What's wrong, babygirl? Aren't your eyes tired of seeing me?" he teased, his fingertips tracing her delicate features. His breath brushed her face, and his intentions became clear.

But before their lips could meet, Ara stopped him and gently placed her hand on his chest, her voice soft but urgent. "Stop, Jimin oppa is here, and Jennie unnie is talking to him in the living room," she explained.

Taehyung glanced into her eyes, a mischievous glint there as he challenged, "So?"

Ara urged caution, her voice filled with anxiety. "What do you mean, 'so'?"

Without warning, Taehyung lifted her face with his finger beneath her chin, removing her hand from his chest and pinning it against the wall. He closed the gap between them, his intent clear. Ara tried to resist, but Taehyung was determined. He moved in to kiss her, his lips passionate and insistent, expressing a longing for her that was undeniable.

Their kiss was filled with intensity, a whirlwind of emotions and desire. Taehyung's lips moved hungrily against Ara's, tasting and savoring her with a fierce passion.

After a long and passionate kiss, Taehyung finally released Ara. She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze locked onto his. Taehyung offered a warm, affectionate smile and tenderly kissed her cheek before heading inside.

Ara's fingers lightly touched her own lips, and a contented smile graced her face as she followed Taehyung inside. He greeted Jimin, who was seated on the couch, and took a seat beside him. Ara, still feeling the traces of their kiss, walked toward the kitchen, placing the bag on the table.

Ara, still wearing her apron, quietly took a moment to adjust the items on the table before plating the dinner. As she carefully arranged the dishes, the anticipation in the room continued to build.

With the dinner elegantly plated and ready to be served, Ara called out to everyone, her voice filled with warmth, "Guys, come on, dinner's ready."

Each of them made their way to the dining table. Jennie offered a helping hand, placing spoons and a water jug on the table, ensuring everyone was comfortable. They all sat down, ready to enjoy the meal Ara had prepared with care.

As they began to savor the delicious dishes, Jimin couldn't help but compliment Ara, his words punctuated by his enjoyment. "Hm... Ara, it's really good," he said with a satisfied smile. Ara beamed in response, her appreciation evident. "Thank you."

Taehyung, intrigued by the mention of someone, inquired, "What about Joy? It's been a while since you've seen her, right?"

Jimin, still savoring his meal, glanced at Taehyung and replied, "Joy? It has been a long time, and I haven't seen or talked to her lately, so I'm not sure."

The conversation continued as they ate, and once the dinner was finished, they all made their way back to the living room. They settled together, and having normal talk. And around 10 pm finally Jimin left after wishing them good night.

Jennie sat back on the couch, and yuwn coving her mouth. "Guys i am really sleepy, i am going to bed" Jennie said and walked towards her bedroom. And Ara and Taehyung were left alone in the living room. Taehyung looked at Ara who was avoiding eye contact, she slowly scratches her neck while looking towards the empty couvh infront of her eyes. Taehyung smirk looking at her and stood up and stood infront of Ara, Ara slowly looked at him. He bend over and pick her up in his hand, Ara gasps and moved her hand around Taehyung's neck Ara's voice was stuck into her throat.
He then proceeded to carry her towards their bedroom, gently placing her on the bed. Taehyung took a step back and began unbuttoning his shirt, one button at a time. Ara watched him with widened eyes as he removed his shirt and tossed it onto a nearby couch before making his way closer to her.