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"Taehyung, Promise your mother, that you will not marry Jeon Jungkook at any cost.
I accep...
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It was a cool evening, chilly breeze filled the empty roads and each nook and corner of the town. Initially, Jungkook was bored so she decided to make their room cosy and welcoming.
Apparently, Her ceo husband was somewhere absorbed in his work, probably tapping the keys of his keyboard—nose buried in the spreadsheets and computer screen.
In the room, Jungkook's fingers moved as she arranged pretty flowers in a flute glass vase. The clear transparent glass reflected the room lights as jungkook carefully filled it with water. She carefully trimmed the stems and placed them in the vase, adjusting the delicate blooms until they looked just right. Her eyes sparkled with happiness as she admired her work.
She aligned the cushions on the couch and draped a soft fluffy blanket over it. Lighting a few rose-scented candles, Jungkook shifted the ivory light to warm ones and stood in the centre of the room, admiring it. The scent of the flowers and candles diffused the room, mingling with the faint glow of the warm lamp light.
Jungkook looked around the room, her heart full of hope. "I wonder how he'll react to this," she thought, smiling softly. "He's so used to his dark, intense surroundings—always serious and focused. But this... this is different. The soft glow, the gentle scent... I hope it brings him some peace."
She imagined Taehyung stepping through the door, his eyes widening at the sight of the cosy setup. "Will he be surprised? Maybe even a little touched?" she mused.
"I've tried to create a little sanctuary for him, away from all the stress and the work. I hope he sees it as a warm embrace after a long day."
Jungkook hummed quietly to herself, enjoying the peaceful task and imagining how much Taehyung would react seeing the cosy setup.
She turned off the main light and adjusted the lamp to a softer glow, letting the room bathe in its comforting light.
As Jungkook stood back, taking in the scene, she smoothed down the edge of a cushion with a satisfied nod.
Just then, a newly appointed house helper knocked gently on the slightly ajar door. Balancing a pile of laundered and ironed clothes in her arms, she peeked inside casually, unaware of the beauty.
Her breath caught as she took in the scene before her.
Jungkook stood in the softly lit room. Her soft silky hair fell over her shoulders, the dark strands partially covering her face.
Jungkook looked up from her task and noticed the house helper standing by the door. With a warm smile, she stepped forward and gently took clothes from the helper's arms.
"Let me help you with that," Jungkook said softly, her voice like a gentle breeze in the summer afternoon.
The house helper blinked, coming out of her reverie.
