FORCED MARRIAGE WITH BROTHER IN LAW

chapter 50

The house was filled with activity as everyone scrambled to prepare for the flight to India. The members of BTS were chatting excitedly, their conversations a mixture of lightheartedness and anticipation. But for Y/N, it felt like the weight of the world had settled on her shoulders.

Her parents had been living in India for years now, busy with their own lives, barely acknowledging her existence when they had been in Canada, and now it was as if they couldn’t even be bothered to speak to her over the phone. Their invitation for Taehyung and the entire BTS crew to join them for the trip was more about showing off their wealth and status than it was about being a family. Y/N had always known she wasn’t a priority to them.

The excitement in the house felt like a distant hum as Y/N drifted in and out of her thoughts. She stood by the window, gazing out at the gray sky, unable to shake the dread that clung to her. India was supposed to be a homecoming, but for her, it felt like a return to a place she was never really part of.

Her mother had always been too busy with her social status, and her father had been consumed with his business ventures. They never had time for her, and nothing indicated that it would be any different now. The idea of stepping back into that world, where her parents were figures of authority in society, but strangers in her life, was unsettling. She wasn’t looking forward to the reunion, not when it felt like she would be invisible yet again.

Taehyung was focused on his usual perfectionist preparations, making sure everything was in place, the trip organized down to the smallest detail. He moved about the house with his usual precision, though there was an edge to his demeanor today that seemed sharper than usual. He hadn’t been cruel to her recently, but his presence felt suffocating, and every time he looked at her, it was like a silent command to stay in line.

The members were beginning to gather in the living room, ready to head out. Jungkook and Jimin exchanged quiet words as they moved around, helping with the last-minute tasks. But Y/N remained silent, feeling as though she were floating, her mind too full to engage.

Jimin noticed her stillness first. He made his way over to her, concern written all over his face. "Hey, you alright?" he asked gently, his voice a quiet anchor in the storm of her thoughts.

Y/N blinked, not realizing how lost in thought she had been. "I'm fine," she muttered, though it didn’t sound convincing, even to herself.

"You sure?" Jimin pressed, stepping closer. "You don’t look fine. You’ve been distant all day. Something’s bothering you."

She sighed, feeling the weight of the truth pressing down on her chest. "I just... I don’t know what to expect. My parents... they won’t even notice I’m there. It’s like I don’t even exist to them."

Jimin’s expression softened, his gaze dropping for a moment before meeting hers again. "You’re not invisible, Y/N. Not to us. You don’t have to face this alone."

Y/N wanted to believe him. She really did. But the reality of her parents' indifference gnawed at her. She could already imagine the cold welcome in India—her parents would be wrapped up in their own world, too busy to care about her, just like always.

Before she could respond, Jungkook appeared beside her, his presence a quiet force that seemed to push back the suffocating weight of her thoughts. His eyes were focused, his concern evident, but there was something else there too—a quiet understanding.

“You don’t have to pretend with us,” Jungkook said softly. “Whatever happens, we’re here. You’re not alone.”

Y/N swallowed hard, her throat tight. She wanted to believe that, but the truth was hard to ignore. No matter how much Jimin and Jungkook tried to reassure her, the fact remained that her parents had never been there for her. And nothing would change just because they were back in India. She was still the same person, the same daughter they barely cared about.

The members of BTS continued to prepare to leave, gathering their things and exchanging light banter. But Y/N’s mind was far away, already dreading the long flight ahead. India meant facing the cold, indifferent reality of her parents’ world—a world where she didn’t fit, a world where she was invisible.

As they neared the door, Taehyung called for everyone to head out. “Let’s go,” he said, his voice sharp and final, as if it were just another task to be checked off.

Y/N hesitated at the threshold, her feet feeling as though they were made of lead. She didn’t want to go. But she had no choice. She was just another part of the plan now. Just another face in the crowd of Taehyung’s life, just another accessory in her parents’ extravagant world.

But as she stood there, feeling like a ghost about to be lost in the sea of people and expectations, Jungkook stepped closer. He didn’t say anything, just placed a hand gently on her shoulder, his touch grounding her.

“We’ll be with you. You’re not invisible to us,” he said quietly, his voice steady, offering her a sliver of hope she desperately clung to.

Y/N nodded slowly, though her heart was heavy with the uncertainty that lay ahead. She didn’t know what India would bring, but for the first time in a long while, the idea of facing it didn’t seem quite as unbearable with Jungkook and Jimin by her side.

She wasn’t entirely alone anymore. Not yet.

As the group made their way to the cars, Y/N followed silently, trying to steady the storm inside her. She would have to face her parents' indifference, the distance, the isolation. But maybe—just maybe—there was a chance that things could be different this time. Even if it was just a small flicker of hope.

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