His wedding | Taekook

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(The past starts from here!! Don't get confused that it's not written in a different font)

Third person's pov:

The bride's side family is busy with the plans , decorations, dresses , fussing over sweets and misplacement of other accessories.

Because why not? The wedding of the family's eldest daughter will be in 9 days. And the bride's younger brothers have taken almost all of the responsibilities of the wedding and its preparation to go smoothly.

The bride, Jaanvi, has only one younger brother, that is Jimin. But she had always taken Taehyung as her own brother, since his brother and Taehyung were always stuck to each other's side. Like soulmates, like they call themselves.

"I will give you 10 more minutes, agar tu yahaan nahi dikha na phir dekhna mein kya karti hoon" Jaanvi said to someone on call, sitting beside a woman who was smiling at the playful banter.

"But at least listen to me, the traffi-" the boy on the other side said as he tries to explain about the problem.

"I am not listening to anything. Bye-" she said and immediately disconnected the call, not giving that person a chance to say anything. The woman beside her chuckles at her playfulness. Like who will say that she is going to get married in 9 days.

"Don't laugh at me aunty. Pray your son really comes in time or i am going to kick his ass". She complained to her with a pout on her lips visible.

Since the wedding has been decided, Jaanvi had put forward only one wish of her. To get her married in the house she had lived her childhood. So here , she is getting married at her residence.

Outside the house

"Are bhaiya kya kar rahe ho?! Sahi se utaro na.... Saare phool kharab ho jayenge ese toh"

The workers mumbled something in annoyance. It's not their fault even. They are doing their job as good as they can. It's Taehyung. He has been fussing over everything since morning. Jimin had already believed that his soulmate is on his periods today. He stood there near the gate with a done look on his face, scrolling through his phone.

"Are ap sahi se utaro us tokri ko- ouch"
Suddenly a football hit Taehyung as he was again instructing  them to put down the baskets safely. He looked around to see a , somewhere, around 18 years Old boy was standing near the truck looking at the house. And with luggages. Quite a lot of luggages.

He looks so pretty with the sunlight illuminating his skin. Like he is taking a golden shower. He has a fair skin, a small button nose and a oh.....

A mole just under his lips.... So cute

He came out of his trance and went over to the boy.
"Excuse me? Ap kon?" Taehyung asked.

The boy looked at Taehyung with his beautiful doe eyes with confusion etched on his face. Before he could say something , Jimin shouted, running towards them.

"Kookieeeeee" Jimin shouted as he pulled the boy in a tight hug. The boy laughed heartily and hugged Jimin tightly.

"Omg! Kitne saal baad dekha tujhe.... Let's go inside. Didi tera kabse wait kar rahi hai... Chal"
Jimin dragged Jungkook inside the house, leaving Taehyung outside , who was still in daze.

"Tae saman leke andar aa jana" jimin shouted on their way back to the house.

"What am I not? A coolie? Let's leave it... But these are that boy's. Aishh let's take them!"

(Well i can feel you Taehyung. Your man is the prettiest bobaball bun in the world)

Taehyung came out of the daze and went inside the house ,ignoring the calls of the workers, who were calling him to know the place where they have to place the flower baskets.