Chapter 7: Turbulence in the Air

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The morning air was crisp as the BTS members and Y/N gathered in the lobby of their hotel, ready to embark on the next leg of their tour. The sky was just beginning to lighten with the first hints of dawn, casting a soft glow over Delhi as they prepared to catch their early flight to Mumbai. Despite the early hour, the energy among the group was palpable, a mix of excitement and anticipation for what lay ahead.

Y/N could feel the buzz in the air as they made their way through the airport, their steps quick and eager. The tour was in full swing now, and with each city they visited, the experience only grew more surreal. She could hardly believe how much had happened in such a short time especially the moments she'd shared with Taehyung, moments that still lingered in her mind, filling her with a mix of warmth and confusion.

But today was a new day, and she was determined to focus on the tour, to keep things professional, even as her thoughts kept drifting back to Taehyung and the unexpected connection that had formed between them. She boarded the private plane with the rest of the group, settling into a comfortable seat near the window, the hum of the engines and the quiet chatter of the members creating a soothing background noise.

As the plane ascended into the sky, Y/N gazed out at the clouds, lost in her thoughts. The view was breathtaking, the sun beginning to rise over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. But her reverie was soon interrupted by a playful voice beside her.

"Hey, Y/N," Jungkook said, sliding into the seat next to her with a mischievous grin. "Mind if I keep you company for the flight?"

Y/N turned to him, smiling at his easy charm. "Of course not, Jungkook. It's nice to have some company."

Jungkook leaned back in his seat, his eyes sparkling with that signature playful glint. "So, what do you think of Mumbai? Have heard pretty amazing things about the city"

"It's incredible," Y/N replied, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. "The culture, the people, the food... everything is so vibrant and alive. It's the city that never sleeps."

"I'm even more excited now" Jungkook said, his tone light and flirtatious. "You know, I've been thinking... since you're our official guide and all, maybe you could give me a private tour of Mumbai? You know, just the two of us."

Y/N chuckled, shaking her head at his playful banter. "I think you'll have to share me with the rest of the group, Jungkook. But I'd be happy to show you around."

"Come on, Y/N," Jungkook teased, leaning a little closer. "I'm sure the others wouldn't mind if you spent a little extra time with me. I mean, I'm the maknae after all. I deserve some special treatment, don't you think?"

Y/N laughed, her eyes crinkling with amusement. "Oh, is that how it works? Special treatment for the youngest? I had no idea."

Jungkook's grin widened, clearly enjoying the playful back-and-forth. "Exactly. And, you know, I'm not just the youngest—I'm also the most charming. Or so I've been told."

"Oh, really?" Y/N replied, raising an eyebrow. "Well, I suppose I can't argue with that."

Their banter was light and fun, a comfortable exchange that left Y/N smiling. But across the aisle, Taehyung was anything but at ease. He had been watching the interaction from his seat, his eyes narrowing slightly as he observed the way Jungkook was leaning in, the way he was making Y/N laugh so effortlessly. The sight of them together, so close and so comfortable, sent a surge of discomfort through him.

Taehyung shifted in his seat, trying to focus on the book in his hands, but the words blurred before his eyes as his thoughts drifted back to Y/N and Jungkook. He knew Jungkook was just being his usual, playful self flirting came naturally to him, and it was all in good fun. But still, something about the way they were interacting, the way Y/N seemed so at ease with him, stirred a sense of unease in Taehyung's chest.

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