The Feelings

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They both went towards the function hall , and one of the girl approach yn and drag her , towards the women group.

As YN sat with the family member, she was led to a corner where an artist began applying henna on her hands as part of the ritual.

Family Member: "Sit here, YN. Let's apply some henna. It's a beautiful tradition."

YN nodded and settled in as the artist carefully decorated her hands with intricate designs.

After the henna was applied, YN sat in front of a fan to dry it, but her hair kept falling onto her face, making it difficult to manage , she called namjoon

Namjoon approached her, a small smile playing on his lips.
Namjoon: " What's the problem?"

YN: "Sir ,could you help me with my hair, please?"

YN explained the situation, and Namjoon gently slid her hair away from her face, securing it in place.

YN: "Thank you, Mr. Kim."

One of the family members overheard YN's address and couldn't help but comment.

Family Member: "Mr. Kim? You called him Mr. Kim?"

Namjoon seized the opportunity, moving closer to YN and wrapping an arm around her waist.

Namjoon: "Honey, are you still mad at me? Don't be mad."

YN smiled nervously, playing along with Namjoon's charade.

YN: "Yes, I won't forgive you. You almost broke my new jewelry set, Joonie."

The family member chuckled at their playful banter and complimented them on their cuteness before wandering off.

Once they were alone, Namjoon couldn't resist teasing YN further.

Namjoon: "Nice act, honey."

YN rolled her eyes playfully, reminding him of their priorities.

YN: "Focus on the deal, Mr. Kim."

Namjoon leaned in closer, his voice low and teasing.

Namjoon: "No Mr. Kim here, it's Joonie for you, honey."

With a wink, Namjoon sauntered away, leaving YN to ponder their fine line between professionalism and pretend romance.

The function was in full swing when the organizers announced the couple dance. YN rolled her eyes, knowing she would have to dance with Namjoon, despite her reluctance to dance.

Organizer: "And now, we invite our new couples to the dance floor for a special performance!"

YN scanned the room, searching for Namjoon. Their eyes met, and he made his way over to her, a small smile playing on his lips.

Namjoon: "Shall we?"

YN nodded, her nerves fluttering as they walked to the dance floor together.

As the music began, Namjoon's hand found its way to YN's waist, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

Namjoon: "You ready?"

YN: (nervously) "As ready as I'll ever be."

Their bodies moved in sync with the music, YN trying to keep up with Namjoon's confident lead.

YN: (with a small moan) "Mmm..."

Namjoon: (softly) "You okay?"

YN: (flushed) "Yeah, just... caught off guard."

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