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Chapter 42

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Time passed... peacefully? Nah.

Because Jungkook was there, and let's be real-peace and Jungkook don't go together.

The entire flight, he wouldn't shut up. He kept bouncing in his seat, talking non-stop about the food he was gonna eat in India, annoying Taehyung, teasing Y/N, and gossiping with Jimin.

At one point, he even stole Taehyung's pillow and pretended to snore dramatically.

"Yah, Jungkook!" Taehyung groaned. "Give it back before I throw you out of this plane."

Jungkook just grinned. "Hyung, violence is not the answer!"

Y/N, Shreya, and Jimin? Dying of laughter.

After a long and chaotic flight, they finally landed in India.

As soon as they stepped into the airport, their eyes instantly caught three familiar figures standing in the crowd.

Diya, Yashveen, and Uttkarsh.

Diya's face lit up as she spotted them. "GUYS!" she squealed, running forward.

"Diyaaa!" Y/N beamed, rushing toward her, pulling her into a tight hug. "Oh my god, I missed you!"

"I missed you too, yaar!"

Meanwhile, Yashveen and Uttkarsh approached the others.

"Finally, tum log aa gaye," Yashveen smirked, crossing his arms. "Hum soch hi rahe the ki kahin flight hi cancel na ho gayi ho."

Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Haan haan, hum bas tumse milne ke liye taras rahe the."

Uttkarsh chuckled. "Toh kaunsa galat keh raha hai?"

Taehyung just shook his head, exhausted.

After a bunch of hugs, sarcastic remarks, and teasing, they finally made their way to the car.

They were headed to Rajasthan.

The drive was long but filled with laughter, music, and nonstop chatter. The warm breeze carried the scent of spices and the rustic charm of India, making the journey feel even more exciting.

Their adventure had only just begun.

As soon as Y/N, Taehyung, Shreya, and Jimin reached her home, the sight in front of them made both Y/N and Shreya freeze.

Their eyes landed on the beautiful decoration adorning the entry gate. Strings of their favorite flowers hung gracefully, swaying lightly with the breeze. The scent of fresh jasmine and roses filled the air, making the atmosphere even more welcoming.

Y/N's heart swelled with emotions, her eyes glistening with fresh and happy tears.

She hadn't expected this. The effort, the love, the warmth-it all hit her at once.

Taehyung, who was standing beside her, immediately noticed her tears.

Without saying a word, he reached for her cold hands, enclosing them in his warm grasp. His thumb gently ran over her knuckles, silently telling her to hold back those tears. His touch was reassuring, comforting, and oh-so-gentle.

Y/N took a deep breath, blinking rapidly to keep her emotions in check.

Just then, her parents stepped out, their eyes shining with joy.

"Meri bacchi!" Y/N's mom exclaimed, rushing forward and pulling her into a tight, warm embrace.

"Maa..." Y/N buried her face in her mother's shoulder, the feeling of home finally sinking in.