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Chapter 4

The Evening Before Mehndi

Y/N and Taehyung returned from shopping, and after some casual conversation, dinner was ready. But Y/N was missing from the table.

Y/M: "Y/N! Dinner is ready!"

No reply.

Y/M: "This girl… Oh, you all eat. I’ll go check on her."

Jungkook: cheekily "No need, Aunty. Taehyung can go."

Y/M: "No, I’ll—"

Taehyung: interrupting with a calm smile "It’s okay, Aunty. I’ll check."

Taehyung made his way upstairs, knocking softly on Y/N’s door.

Taehyung: "Y/N?"

No response.

Taehyung: knocking louder "Y/N!"

Still no response. A hint of panic set in as he tried the door handle. Thankfully, it was unlocked. He stepped inside to find Y/N sleeping soundly, hugging her pillow like it was her lifeline.

Taehyung walked closer, bending slightly to take a better look. Her hair was scattered across her face, hiding her features. Gently, he tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing her peaceful expression.

Taehyung’s POV: "She looks so... serene. Like she doesn’t carry the weight of the world in her sleep."

Before he realized it, he leaned down and kissed her forehead softly, a small smile tugging at his lips. Just then—

Jimin: playfully "O-Oh, sorry for disturbing!"

Taehyung flinched and straightened up instantly, his face heating up.

Taehyung: "I-I… It’s not what it looks like."

Jimin: teasing "Sure, sure. You just couldn’t help yourself, huh?"

Taehyung: death glare "Shut up and let’s go."

Jimin smirked but obediently followed Taehyung downstairs, his cheesy grin never leaving his face.

At the Dinner Table

Everyone was eating and discussing the upcoming mehndi function when Y/N appeared, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

Y/N: "I’m so hungry. Feed me! Feed me!"

She froze when everyone turned to look at her, realizing she had interrupted their conversation.

Y/N: awkward laugh "Oh… hehe… never mind."

She quickly took the empty seat beside Taehyung. Jimin’s teasing smile immediately locked onto Taehyung, who pretended not to notice.

Y/N’s POV: "Why is Jimin looking at him like that? Something’s fishy."

Y/N: clears throat dramatically "Ahem!"

Everyone ignored her, making her pout.

Y/N’s POV: "Nobody loves me. Ugh, fake crying might get their attention."

RM: "By the way, Y/N, what are you planning to wear for the mehndi?"

Y/N: "O-Oh! I completely forgot to show you all. I’ll show you after dinner."

RM: smiling "Sounds good."

Y/N’s POV: "Why are they all so handsome? Calm down, Y/N. Focus!"

The Next Morning – Mehndi Day

Y/N was getting ready in her room, admiring her reflection in the mirror.

Y/N’s POV: "Wow, I look gorgeous! But… something’s missing. Oh yeah, mascara! There, now I’m perfect."

??: clearing throat "Ahem."

She turned to find Taehyung leaning casually against the doorframe.

Y/N: startled "O-Oh, Taehyung!"

Taehyung: raising an eyebrow "How much longer are you going to take?"

Y/N: hurriedly "I’m ready! Let’s go."

They started walking downstairs, but Taehyung suddenly stopped her.

Taehyung: "Wait."

Y/N: turning "What is it?"

Taehyung: gesturing for her to come closer "Come here."

Confused, Y/N stepped closer. He suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her into a nearby room.

Y/N: "W-What are you doing?!"

Before she could react, Taehyung pushed her gently against the wall, caging her in.

Y/N: "T-Taehyung…?"

Taehyung: leaning in closer, whispering "I should be the one asking that."

Y/N: heart racing "W-What do you mean?"

Taehyung: placing a hand on her waist "Who’s this ‘Uttkarsh’ you were talking to last night?"

Y/N: wide-eyed "W-What?! How do you—"

Taehyung: cutting her off, his voice rising slightly "Don’t play dumb! Who is he, huh?!"

Y/N: mustering courage "Why do you care?! Who am I to you?!"

Taehyung froze at her words, his eyes searching hers. For a moment, the room was filled with silence. Then suddenly, he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer, crashing his lips onto hers.

The kiss was rough yet tender, emotions pouring out from both sides. Their lips moved in perfect sync, but before it could deepen—

??: "Y/N! Y/N! Wake up!"

Y/N jolted awake, sitting up in bed, her face flushed.

Y/M: "Today’s the mehndi! Did you forget?"

Y/N: still dazed "N-No, I didn’t."

Y/M: "Then hurry up and get ready!"

As Y/M left, Y/N placed a hand on her chest, her heart still racing.

Y/N’s POV: "That… That was a dream?! Thank God! But… why did it feel so real?!"

Shaking her head, she got up to prepare for the day.