Muffled Groans 🔞

A Night of Surprises

Y/N stepped into the apartment she now shared with Taehyung after a long day at work. The usual hum of the house greeted her, but something felt different—there was no light. The sudden darkness made her heart race. She called out for Taehyung, her voice echoing in the stillness.

Y/N: (Voice raised, slightly nervous) "Taehyung? Where are you?"

Suddenly, the lights flickered on. Her eyes widened as she saw the entire room transformed—soft candlelight, delicate flowers scattered around, and the faint scent of vanilla filling the air. The once-simple apartment now looked like a dreamy escape.

Before she could react, Taehyung appeared in front of her, a playful grin on his face. He was holding a small box in his hands, his eyes twinkling with mischief and excitement.

Taehyung: (Grinning) "Surprised?"

Y/N: (Still in shock) "What… What is this? Why did you do all this?"

Taehyung stepped closer, his smile widening as he handed her the box. The tension in the air melted away with his easygoing charm. Y/N’s fingers hesitated for a moment, her curiosity piqued, before she took the box.

Taehyung: (Gently) "Open it. And then, go change. I’ll explain everything after."

Y/N: (Narrowing her eyes, skeptical but intrigued) "What’s this about, Taehyung? You’re acting strange."

Taehyung: (Laughing softly) "Just trust me. Go, change. You’ll see."

With her curiosity winning, Y/N took the box and went into her room. She opened the box carefully and found a beautiful black saree inside. It wasn’t like the usual flashy clothes people often gifted—this was simple, elegant, and modest. Every detail seemed carefully chosen, as if Taehyung had thought deeply about her comfort.

She smiled softly to herself, touched by the gesture. As she changed into the saree, she couldn’t help but feel a strange warmth. The fabric draped perfectly around her, and when she looked at her reflection, she felt a little different. More confident. More… herself.

She stepped out of the room, her heart pounding as she wondered how Taehyung would react. As soon as he saw her, Taehyung dramatically placed a hand over his chest, pretending to be overwhelmed.

Taehyung: (Playfully, eyes wide) "Wow. You might need to call the doctor, Y/N. My heart’s not handling this well."

Y/N: (Laughing, hitting him lightly on the chest) "Stop it! You’re making me feel so awkward."

Taehyung chuckled, the air between them light and playful. His gaze softened as he looked at her, genuine admiration in his eyes.

Taehyung: (Smiling warmly) "I’m serious though. You should wear this kind of outfit more often. You look beautiful."

Y/N: (Blushing slightly, trying to hide her smile) "It’s nice. And… thank you. You didn’t have to do all of this."

Taehyung stepped closer, his playful demeanor shifting to something more sincere. He took her hand gently, guiding her toward the candlelit table he had prepared.

Taehyung: (In a soft, reassuring tone) "I wanted to do this. I know things have been tough for you… and I just want to make sure you know how special you are. How important you are to me."

Y/N: (Touched, her voice barely above a whisper) "Taehyung…"

The two stood in silence for a moment, the warmth of the room and the quiet affection between them settling in. Taehyung pulled out a chair for her, gesturing for her to sit down, and she did. He sat across from her, the twinkle of the candles reflecting in his eyes.