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THIS IS A BTS FANFICTION BUT MOSTLY IT WILL BE TAEHYUNG X READER.
Kim Taehyung, the most eligible bachelor in Korea, the CEO of Kim Enterprises, and every girl's dream man. His work and his family are the only things that matter to him. Ma...
I walk out of the bathroom to find my boyfriend looking even hotter in Indian robes. "Gorgeous." He expresses his appreciation. My cheeks flush, and I grab his hand and drag him out of the room so we don't miss the ceremony.
Sana and Jungkook emerge from their rooms, and we all return to the garden. "Mia is waiting for you over there, girls. Go on." Mia's mother says as she approaches us, smiling. Sana and I both nod. "Why don't you both go see Dae-Jung? Look, he's sitting there." They nod before walking in the opposite direction, and we move ahead to Mia's seat.
(Y/n's mehndi)
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(Sana's mehndi)
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After the mehndi artist applied mehndi to our hands, there was some concern about how we would walk in these dresses without ruining our mehndi. Because of my mehndi, I have difficulty lifting the skirt of my dress to walk ahead.
Taehyung's Pov
I look over at Y/n and see her struggling with the dress. "Jungkook, it appears that our girlfriends require our help." As Jungkook follows my gaze, I state. "You two should go help them. We'll discuss it later." Dae-Jung explains. We both nod as we approach them.
I quickly tip toe behind Y/n, bridal style, and she yelps in surprise. "What are you doing, Taehyung? My mehndi would have been ruined as a result of this!!!" She exclaims, flushed. "Sorry, but I'm only trying to help my lady. Should we go to our room? I'm sure the function is over because everyone is leaving." I respond. "But -" Her friend Mia cuts her off "Y/n He's right, it's almost over, so don't be worried about me, be worried about your man. Taehyung, she's completely yours." As Y/n scowls at her, she smirks.
When we get to the room, I gently place her on the bed. "Umm...Taehyung, could you please push the skirt up a little bit, I can't because of the mehndi, and please turn on the fan? Oh, and you didn't tell me how the mehndi is?" She asks. Of course, she looks good in anything. "The mehndi is lovely, honey. It's fantastic. And, yes, I'll do it."
