Aise Mujhe Tum Mile 🌹 < JUNGKOOK FF [COMPLETED ✅]

Part- 23 (Grand Part)

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(The clock strikes five, casting long shadows across Y/n's room. She's in a flurry of nervous excitement, muttering to herself as she wrestles with a shimmering red saree and intricate jewelry Hema had gifted her for the reunion party.)

Y/n: (to herself) This saree is beautiful… but so complicated! Why do women wear these things? And this necklace… it's gorgeous… but it feels like it weighs a ton!

(Lost in her struggle, Y/n forgets to lock her door. Across the hallway, Jungkook, looking sharp in a black outfit with a white jacket and sunglasses, prepares for the party himself.)

Jungkook: (checking his watch) It's almost time. Need to call Y/n, or we'll be late for the school reunion.

(He strides towards Y/n's room, noticing her door slightly ajar. A sudden gust of wind blows the curtains aside, revealing a fleeting glimpse of Y/n's midriff as she tries to wrap the saree. Jungkook freezes, his heart skipping a beat. Shocked by what he's seen, he stumbles back, sweat beading on his forehead.)

Jungkook: (whispering, eyes closed) What just happened? Why did I have to see that? Idiot!

(He removes his sunglasses, bites his lip, and takes a deep breath. Regaining his composure, he locks Y/n's door from the outside, hoping she didn't notice. In a forced, gruff tone, he calls out through the door.)

Jungkook: Y/n! Are you ready yet? We're getting late!

(Inside the room, Y/n yelps in surprise. She's entangled in the saree, struggling to make sense of the situation.)

Y/n: (muffled) Jungkook-ssi! A little help here! I can't seem to get this outfit on right! Can you please call Hema di...!!!

Jungkook: (avoiding her plea) I'm not your servant, Y/n. Get yourself ready!

Y/n: (frustrated) Fine! Then when I come out, don't you dare complain about the time!

(Fear of being caught in her state of undress mixes with irritation at his attitude. Y/n fumbles with the lock, unlocking the door. Just as she's about to open it, Jungkook panics.)

Jungkook: (hurriedly) Okay, okay! Stop it! I'm calling Hema Noona!

(He rushes downstairs and finds Hema engrossed in a conversation.)

Jungkook: Noona, Y/n… she needs your help. With the saree… and stuff. I'll be waiting outside.

Hema: (concerned) Oh, alright. I'll go check on her.

(Fifteen minutes tick by like an eternity for Jungkook. He waits impatiently beside Hema's car, grumbling to himself about girls and their "getting ready" time.)

Jungkook: (muttering) Seriously, what takes so long? Don't they ever have anything better to do?

(Suddenly, a vision in red catches his eye. A radiant Y/n emerges from the house, draped in the shimmering saree, looking like a Bollywood dream. Her confidence and beauty leave Jungkook speechless, his jaw dropping in awe.)