2 weeks later
Y/n: guys today is finally our graduation day
Let's get ready
Namjoon: lets all look our best for the last day of collegeAt school
Teacher: y/n
The teacher called y/n and she went to grab her's
The teacher called every single one of bts and we all went outside like all the other students
(I'm sorry I don't what you get when or what it's called when they finish college)Y/n POV
BTS's parents came while they all introduce me to them
And if you're wondering why my parents are not here then they died
I was really hoping that they could see me graduate but.. never mindTae: y/n come over here
You ran to Taehyung
Y/n: what is it Tae
You smiled at him
Tae: I want you to meet my parents
Mom dad this is y/n, my girlfriend
Y/n: anyeohaseayo I'm y/n, Taehyung's girlfriend
Tae's Mom: you chose well Taehyung
Tae's dad: your mom is right but let's see if she is really ready to be our daughter-in-law
They whispered in Taehyung ears but you couldn't hear anything they said
Tae: Mom, dad stop it
He said blushing
You wondering why he blush
Tae: Mom, dad can I take y/n home with us
Tae's Mom: of courseAt tae's House
Tae: y/n did you bring extra clothes
Y/n: i did why
Tae: you are going to sleep here tonight okay
The thought of sleeping here with him is just going to be so awkward which made you stutter
Y/n: o-okay
Tae: why are you stuttering...... babe
He said babe which made you blush and look down
Y/n: n-nothing Tae
Tae: oh really then why are you blushing
Am I perhaps making you.... nervous
You looked to the other side and ran to the bathroomTae POV
How can she be so cute
I just want her to be mine, all mineY/n POV
I ran to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror
I looked like a tomato
'Lets just change'
You came out of the bathroom wearing thisYou came out and went into tae's room
You look around and didn't see him
Then suddenly you felt two strong arms wrap around you waist
You knew right away that it was TaeTae: you really do know what I like do you
Y/n: what do you mean
Tae: your style is just exactly what I like on you
You turned around and saw that Taehyung was shirtless but I don't really care
Y/n: go put a shirt on and go downstairs
Tae: okay
He picked out a shirt and you two went downTae's Mom: what do you guys want to eat for dinner
Tae: anything eomma
Y/n: wait, auntie I can do it you can just go rest
Tae's Mom: if you insistYou started cooking
2 hour and a half laterY/n: auntie, uncle, Taehyung food is ready
They came and sat down in the dining room
You made-
Samyetang(ginseng chicken soup)
Galbi(grilled ribs)
Tteokbokki(stir-fried rice cake)Y/n: auntie, uncle, and Taehyung please try first
They all tried and it and looked shock
Y/n: is it that bad
Tae's Mom: it is delicious y/n
Who taught you
Y/n: well my mom taught me
She taught me when I was young and after she past away I taught myself
Tae's Mom: I'm sorry to hear that y/n but your mom taught you good
Y/n: thank you
You all went quiet well not everyoneTae's Mom POV
Tae's Mom: Tae I like y/n keep her and never let her go okay
He nodded and I can see that he really liked her and he smiled at me shyly and blushTae POV
My mom whispered something in my ear
I nodded blushing and smiling shyly ay herY/n POV
We finish eating and auntie ask me to rest because I already cooked so she ask us to go rest
I said yes and went to the couch
I was tired and didn't notice that I fell asleep on the couchTae POV
My mom ask me to come down
I came down and saw a sleeping y/n on the couch
Tae's Mom: take her to your room Tae
It is cold and I don't think the couch is the most comfortable place to sleep
Tae: okay
I carried her to out room
I placed her on the bed and kissed her forehead
I went into the covers and hugged her tightly in my embrace
Tae: good night y/n
And I fell asleepDon't forget to vote if you like this chapter
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