✔️WARM BLANKET: TAEHYUNG

10

~Final Confession~

The winters slowed down because of their deep, thick love settling in and setting an example of fresh beginnings. Taehyung had managed to navigate through the situation, learning how to handle it in the future without hurting the love of his life.

"I love pancakes made by you, Mishti," Hoseok said, playfully taking over the tray she was carrying to the hall. She smiled back warmly.

"Are you left with any extra aloo paratha, Mishti? Jungkook stole mine," Jimin complained, smacking Jungkook's arm. Mishti chuckled, nodded, and rushed back to the kitchen to retrieve the parathas.

"Where is my cup of tea? There were seven for us!" Yoongi exclaimed, shocked to see only six cups on the tray.

"You were so busy on your phone that I had it instead of you," Seokjin replied, barely suppressing a grin while receiving a glare from Yoongi.

Hands wrapped around her waist, she flinched but quickly composed herself to smile.

"This is not fair at all; you didn’t serve me any love," Taehyung said, pouting as he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Oh, really? What am I supposed to do to make it up to you?" she played along, spinning to face him.

"A kiss will work," he replied with a cheeky grin. She raised her brows teasingly, and he looked away, flustered. In a flash, she pecked his cheek and dashed away with the tray, leaving him chuckling as he followed her out of the kitchen.

"Should we go on vacation after the concert? It will be fun!" Namjoon suggested, glancing around at the faces of his friends.

"Yeah, I need a break. Brilliant idea!" Seokjin said, reclining back on the couch.

"Hmm, that's a good thought. We all should go," Yoongi agreed, nodding thoughtfully.

"Will Mishti come with us?" Jungkook asked, raising an eyebrow, and they all exchanged knowing gazes.

"If Taehyung let her," Namjoon noted, pointing out Taehyung's distraction as he played with Mishti's hands. Taehyung looked up, greeted by curious expressions, and as Mishti slowly withdrew her hands, the teasing began.

"What’s so special about her hands, Taehyung?" Jimin smirked.

"It's cold," Taehyung fumbled.

"Really?! Let me see!" Jimin said, springing from his seat to take hold of Mishti's hand. "Yeah, you're right!"

"Really, Jimin? Let me have a look," J-Hope chimed in, grabbing her hand as well. She giggled at how they teased him.

"Yeah, Mishti, your hands are cold. Is that natural?" Namjoon asked, inspecting her hands curiously.

"Hyung! Enough!" Taehyung said, caging her hands possessively in jelousy, as laughter erupted around him.

"Me too!" Jungkook chimed in, tossing a paratha into his mouth. Taehyung shot up defensively.

"Jungkookaaa!!"

~

"Are you nervous?" she asked, her gaze steady as she watched him staring up at the ceiling of their room, licking his lips anxiously.

"A little bit. I’ve performed so many times in front of the ARMY, but making the slightest mistake scares me," he admitted as they tangled together in bed, her fingers gently caressing his arms.

"Don't worry; you will rock it as always," she assured, a confident smile gracing her lips. He smiled back, turning to her and kissing her forehead tenderly.

"Thank you for coming into my life and making it more beautiful," he whispered, gently tucking a stray hair behind her ear. She smiled back, her heart full.

Day of Concert

Together, they bowed in front of their fans after finishing their last performance. The crowd of millions cheered for them, their voices swelling in a wave of emotion. As they began to deliver heartfelt messages before leaving the stage, Taehyung nervously glanced backstage.

He was about to reveal his marriage to his fans, desperate to know their reaction—would they accept her, love her as he did?

"Hyung," Jungkook whispered, nudging him to bring him back to his senses. Taehyung looked at his members and then at the crowd, stepping forward with his mic and taking a deep breath.

"ARMY!" he called out softly, and the crowd erupted. "Taehyung!" He chuckled and continued with his speech.

"I love you, ARMY! Thank you for coming and giving us your precious time. Thank you for trusting us and believing in us," he said, and the crowd interrupted with cheers. He smiled wide.

"Before I leave, I want to make an important announcement," he let the words settle, sensing the crowd's confusion as whispers spread. He glanced back at his members, who nodded reassuringly. Yoongi, in the corner, extended a hand to Mishti, helping her onto the stage. She smiled nervously, and as she stepped up, the whispers grew louder. Taehyung rushed to her side, gently taking her hands in his and bringing her forward, their eyes locking.

"I was scared after that incident last month, thinking I would never reveal her to anyone," he confessed, but he squared his shoulders, "but now, I’m no longer afraid of anyone who might hate us or wish us harm."

Before he could continue, an enthusiastic fan yelled, "She’s beautiful, Taehyung!" The atmosphere lightened, and Taehyung chuckled, feeling tears welling up.

"She’s my wife, the love of my life, Kim Mishti," he declared, and the crowd gasped before erupting in cheers.

"She’s our now!" another fan shouted. Laughter filled the air.

"She’s mine," Taehyung replied, scrunching his nose playfully, and the laughter rolled on. He turned back to her, their gazes locked in a soft embrace.

"Thank you for assuring me that  ARMY will appreciate and love my decision. Thank you, Mrs. Kim," he said softly, words laced with sincerity.

"Awwww!" the crowd cooed.

"I love you, Mrs. Kim," Taehyung grinned.

"I love you, Mr. Kim," Mishti replied, beaming as they exchanged affectionate smiles. The crowd clapped and cheered for them.

"Kiss! Kiss!" the crowd began chanting again, and the members egged them on, making the couple shy. He stepped closer, and she closed her eyes in anticipation. He leaned in, placing his lips on her forehead instead. The audience's hearts swelled with sweetness, eliciting an "Awww" from everywhere.

Mishti looked into his eyes and gently grabbed his hands, lifting them to her belly, placing them there. A moment of silence fell, followed by confusion in Taehyung's expression.

"Aaaaa, woaahhh!" the crowd erupted, and Taehyung stood stunned, gazing at her face and the placement of his hands.

"You’re going to be a dad, Taehyung!" Jimin shouted, prompting Taehyung to burst into chuckles. Mishti nodded, and they embraced each other tightly as the crowd roared with excitement.

The end

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