𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 || 𝐊𝐓𝐇

Chapter-17

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The days that followed were filled with warmth and unexpected moments. Taehyung started making more time for YN, and they spent hours together—whether it was watching movies, eating dinner, or just sitting in comfortable silence.

One evening, Taehyung walked in with a neatly wrapped box in his hand. YN was in the kitchen, preparing dinner, when he entered.

"You’re making dinner at this hour?" he asked, leaning against the counter.

She turned to him. "Yes. You just got home. Sit down, I’ll finish this quickly."

Taehyung shook his head, rolling up his sleeves. "Princess, go rest. I’ll make dinner today."

"Huh? But you just came home—"

"I said I’ll do it. No arguments," he said firmly, his deep voice leaving no room for debate.

YN pouted but stepped aside, watching as he moved confidently around the kitchen. Her gaze then shifted to the box in his hands, curiosity sparking within her.

"Oh, what’s in that box?" she asked.

Taehyung's eyes widened slightly as he clutched it closer. "No peeking! I’ll show you after dinner."

She chuckled. "Okay, okay. I wasn’t planning to open it anyway."

As Taehyung busied himself with cooking, YN smiled softly before stepping closer and wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.

He stilled for a moment before relaxing into her touch. "What’s wrong?"

"Can’t I just hug you like this?" she whispered.

A soft chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Of course, you can," he said, placing his hand over hers.

Once dinner was ready, they sat together, sharing stories, laughing, and teasing each other. When they finished, Taehyung helped her carry the dishes to the sink.

As YN was about to wash them, Taehyung suddenly grabbed her wrist.

She turned to him, confused. "What’s wrong, Taehyung?"

His eyes darkened slightly. "Let’s go to the room."

"But the dishes—"

"You can wash them later," he murmured, lifting her effortlessly into his arms.

"Yah! I can walk by myself!"

"You know, princess, I love carrying you," he smirked.

She playfully hit his chest, but he only tightened his grip, carrying her to their room. Taehyung set her down gently before grabbing the box he had brought home earlier. With a proud smile, he opened it and revealed a stunning, body-hugging dress.

YN’s eyes widened. "S-so this is what was inside?"

"Yeah," he said, holding it up. "I bought it for you."

"Oh... umm, okay, give it to me. I’ll keep it safely."

Taehyung frowned. "Huh? You’ll wear it right now, right?"