Yn was doing exercise as today her mom told her not to go to the office.
She got ready and went downstairs.
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*You can imagine whatever simple clothes*
"Arre beta, Taehyung and you are going shopping for your upcoming wedding." Yn mom said.
"So?" Yn said not interested.
"Go and change" she said making her sigh.
She went upstairs,
After sometime
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Her look
"Is it perfect?" Yn said, her mom turns and gasps.
"Kya Hui" *yn after watching 3 idiots 😂*
"You are looking hella gorgeous" she compliments.
"I am" yn winks.
Taehyung came downstairs, as usual busy on phone.
His steps halted when his eyes met with yn.
There was complete silence in the environment, yn mom left giving them some privacy.
He slowly moves towards her, her cheeks turned red. She felt hotness on her neck and cheeks.
"Am i looking good?" Yn asked, trying to sound casual.
"Perfect!" He compliments, couldn't break the eye contact.
His eyes went towards her plumpy lips, he stopped moving towards her.
He bends to her level, there was a millimetre gap between their lips.
He looked into her eyes, asking for permission. She slowly moves to his face, suddenly
"You was the one who drank my banana milkshake" jungkook whined at diya, who just came out of the kitchen.
"I told you that I was just craving for something sweet, so I drank it!" Diya argue back
"But that was my favourite!!" He whined making yn laugh at his cuteness
"Yn!! Yr dekh na kaise pagalo ki tarah piche pade hain" diya complained to yn, causing her to giggle.
YOU ARE READING
The FORCED MARRIAGE
FanfictionThe story is about Taehyung and Y/N.. Y/N as innocent, childish girl and most importantly she is indian and Taehyung as cold,rude owner of kims cooperation..
