𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞: ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ. ✅

10 | Intense Night drive with him.

AT NIGHT

He is waiting impatiently outside your house, checking his watch every few minutes. He can't believe he's finally going to spend some time alone with you after so long. As he sees you coming out of the house, his heart skips a beat. You look gorgeous, just as he remembers, and his mind immediately goes back to the moment you were pressed against the wall in your room.

He can't help but smile, his eyes raking over your body appreciatively. He strides toward you, his hands itching to touch you, to pull you close to him, but he knows he has to be patient and behave in front of your family.

Jk: (softly) You look beautiful. You ready to go?

YN: Yes... (Smile)

He watches you get into the car, his eyes roaming over your body, taking in every detail. It's taking all of his self-control not to reach out and touch you, to pull you into his arms and kiss you senseless. But he knows he has to wait, that the night is just starting, and there will be plenty of time for that later.

He walks around the car and gets in the driver's seat, his eyes briefly meeting yours through the rearview mirror. The air between you is crackling with tension, an unspoken desire hanging in the air. JK starts the car and drives, while his guards cars followed him, but he can feel your presence next to him, the scent of your perfume filling the car, making it hard for him to concentrate on anything other than you.

The journey to the ceremony seems to go by in a blur. The silence in the car is deafening, filled with the tension and anticipation of what's to come. Jungkook glances over at you from time to time, his eyes lingering on your profile, on your lips, and his mind replays the memory of kissing you, You glance him and notice kalawa on his wrist. You smile.

YN: Um how's aunty doing now?

He glances at you, his eyes softening as he hears your gentle voice. He's so used to being around people who are sharp and loud, that the sound of your soft, gentle tone is like a balm for his soul.

JK: (softly) My mom is doing better. The treatments are taking a toll on her, but she's fighting. She's stronger than anyone I know.

YN: (nods)

Jk: (after a moment) Can I ask you something?
(You nods, quietly) Why did you run away from me earlier in your room?

YN: Uh...um...I don't know...I was so happy to face you or others... (Nervous)

JK: (softly) You don't need to be nervous around me. I'm not going to hurt you.

YN: I know,... this nervousness is... not in bad terms...

He can feel the heat of your gaze on him, and it's sending shivers down his spine. He knows exactly what you mean by "not bad terms" but he wants to hear you say it, wants to hear the words from your lips.

JK: (huskily) It's because of me, isn't it? I make you nervous.

YN: This feeling. Being around you. I love it...

His heart skips a beat as you admit your feelings to him. He doesn't know what he was expecting, but it wasn't this - this sweet, honest admission from you that being around him makes you feel something. It's more than he could've hoped for.

JK: (voice rough with emotion) You have no idea how much it means to me to hear you say that. I've been going crazy, thinking about you, missing you.

MOMENT LATER

YN: Um...Can I play music?

JK: (smile) Sure, go ahead. Play whatever you want.

You smile and play "Mere yaaraa." Song. He grins as he hears the familiar tune playing through the car speakers. Despite being a billionaire CEO, he has a weak spot for romantic songs and this one, in particular, holds a special place in his heart.

Oh Teri Meri Baatein Hoti Rahe~
Aisi Mulakatein Hoti Rahe~
Tu Jo Mere Paas Rahe~
Jaadoo Sa Yun Chalta Rahe~~

Hona Hai Jise Woh Ho Jaane Do~
Khona Hai Isey Toh Kho Jaane Do~
Door Se Toh Hoga Nahi~
Thoda Toh Kareeb Aane Do~~

As the lyrics fill the car, he steals a glance at you, watching you sing softly along with the words, a shy smile playing on your lips. He feels his heart swelling in his chest, overwhelmed by the sight of you, the words of the song echoing his feelings for you.

Jungkook's breath catch in his throat as he hears you sing those words. It's like
they're describing his feelings for you perfectly. or your feelings for him...

Your voice is so soft and sweet, and the song just adds to the magic of the
moment.

JK: (softly his voice filled with emotion) You have no idea how much I want
that too. I don't want these moments with you to ever end.

YN: (You glance him suprise you.) you understand Hindi?!

JK: (laughs softly) Yeah, I picked up a lot of languages growing up, and Hindi is
one of them. I'm not perfect, but I get by. But I won't tell anyone it's my favorite
language.

He watches as you slide down the car window, letting the cool night air fill the car
space. He can't help but notice how the wind ruffles your hair, how it tousles your
perfect curls, making you look even more enchanting.

JK: (softly) You like the wind, don't you? (smile)

YN: Yes...I love it...

Jungkook can't tear his eyes away from you as you relish the feeling of the wind on your skin. He smiles, watching you lean out the window slightly, eyes closed, a content expression on your face.

JK: (softly) Can I ask you something personal, lotus?

YN: (Nods) you can ask anything without permission you know that, jeon...

JK: (quietly) Why do you always speak so softly? It's like your voice is made for whispers. It's beautiful, don't get me wrong, but I can tell you're holding back sometimes.

YN: (responded softly) "I honestly don't know why... perhaps it's because I grew up in a quiet environment and spent most of my time alone. I never had any siblings to argue with, and my parents and aunt and uncle always acted calmly, which meant I never had the chance to express mysJungkook grins at your nervous chuckle. He gently squeezes your hand, the touch firm yet gentle at the same time. He leans in a bit closer, his voice dropping to a whisper, his eyes fixed on yours.elf loudly. As a result, speaking softly has become a natural habit for me, and now, it's as if it's become the only way I can communicate."

his heart aching a little as he hears about your lonely childhood. He reaches out, gently taking your hand in his, intertwining your fingers. His touch is tender, a silent promise to be there for you, to support you in a way no one has before.

Jk: (softly) I understand. But I want you to know that you can be as loud as you want with me. I'll always listen.

YN: I can be loud too but not always... (Chuckle nervously)

Jungkook grins at your nervous chuckle. He leans in a bit closer, his voice dropping to a whisper, his eyes fixed on yours.

JK: (softly) I can't wait to hear you being loud, then. (softly, a hint of a smirk on his lips) You know, you're very easy to fluster. I've only known you a short time, and already I know all the right buttons to press to get this reaction from you.

YN looked at Jungkook, her eyes filled with vulnerability and honesty. She said softly,

YN: I...I allow it, Mr. Jeon... I give myself permission to..."

He can't believe that you trust him enough to let down your guard, to be vulnerable in his presence. It's a gift that he won't take lightly.
her voice quivering with a mix of fear and anticipation, he stops car in side, you are not allowing him, you are trusting him, and he feels responsibility on him.

Jk: And I promise to honor that trust, to earn it with every action and every word.

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