THE PROPOSAL 💐 ||BTS 21+ FF||

26. chapter

Woojin entered in living room. his eyes scanned the room, taking in the scene before him. His gaze landed on Y/N, still wrapped in Taehyung's arms, and his expression softened.

"Y/N... I'm so sorry," Woojin said, his voice filled with regret. "I should have been there to protect you. I'll never forgive myself for letting this happen."

Taehyung's grip on Y/N tightened, his eyes narrowing slightly at Woojin's words. "This isn't your fault, Woojin. We're just glad we got to her in time."

Y/N's eyes opened, and she looked up at Woojin, her expression gentle. "It's okay, Woojin. I'm safe now. Thanks to Taehyung and the others."

Woojin's face contorted in a mix of guilt and relief, but he nodded, taking a seat beside them on the couch. The group sat in silence for a moment, the tension slowly dissipating as they reunited, grateful for each other's presence.

After a while, RM spoke up, his voice calm and reassuring. "We're all together now, and we're safe. Let's focus on supporting Y/N and making sure she's okay."

The group nodded in agreement, and Jimin suggested, "Why don't we make some dinner? Something comforting and warm?"

Y/N smiled weakly, "That sounds lovely, thank you."

As they got up to head to the kitchen, Taehyung scooped Y/N up in his arms, carrying her with him. "You're not doing anything except resting and eating. We've got this."

The group worked together to prepare a hearty meal, filling the kitchen with the aroma of soup and freshly baked bread. As they sat down to eat, Woojin reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Y/N's ear. "I'm so sorry again, Y/N. I promise to make it up to you."

Y/N smiled and placed her hand on his, "You're making it up to me now, just by being here with me."

The dinner was filled with quiet conversation and gentle laughter, the group's bond and love for each other palpable in the warm glow of the kitchen.

As they finished dinner, J-Hope suggested, "How about we watch a movie together? Something light-hearted and fun?"

Y/N's eyes lit up, "That sounds perfect, thank you."

Taehyung settled her into the couch, wrapping her in a blanket, while the others picked out a movie and got the snacks ready.

As they watched the movie, laughing and joking together, Y/N leaned her head on Taehyung's shoulder, feeling grateful and loved.

Woojin sat on her other side, holding her hand, his eyes never leaving her face.

The movie ended, and the group sat in comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company.

RM spoke up, "You know, Y/N, we're glad you're safe, but we're also glad you're part of our family. You bring us so much joy and light."

The others nodded in agreement, and Y/N's eyes welled up with tears.

"Thank you," she whispered, "I love you all so much."

The room filled with warm hugs and gentle kisses on her forehead, the BTS members surrounding her with their love and support.

In that moment, Y/N knew she was home, surrounded by her new family, and that she would never be alone again.

After that, the night became a blur of laughter, stories, and memories. They shared tales of their adventures, their struggles, and their dreams. Y/N felt like she had finally found a sense of belonging, a place where she could be herself without fear of judgment.

As the night wore on, they decided to have a impromptu karaoke session, with J-Hope and Jimin belting out their favorite tunes. Y/N couldn't help but join in, her voice blending with theirs in perfect harmony.

Taehyung and Woojin sat back, watching with smiles, their eyes shining with pride. RM and Suga took turns rapping, their rhymes flowing like a river. V and Jungkook danced, their moves so smooth they seemed to glide across the floor.

The night ended with a group hug, their arms wrapped around each other, their hearts full of joy and love. As they drifted off to sleep, Y/N knew she had found her true home, her true family. And she knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, she would face them with the BTS members by her side..
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