Everyone in a state of chaos, running towards the bull that is causing havoc in the yard. Jungkook, ever the protector, dives in front of YN just as the bull charges. The scene is intense, but everything slows down as Jungkook stands his ground, positioning himself between YN and the bull.

Jungkook (shouting): "YN, stay behind me!"

YN (shocked): "Ju-ngkook!"

At the last moment, Taehyung, RM, and Hobi manage to redirect the bull’s attention, and the danger is averted. Everyone lets out a collective sigh of relief. Jungkook, out of breath and shaken, turns to YN, holding her face gently.

Jungkook (panting): "Are you okay? Tell me you're okay."

YN (teary-eyed): "I'm fine... but you could've been hurt. Why did you do that?"

Jungkook (softly): "I’d never let anything happen to you, Misthi."

As Jungkook helps YN to her feet, the rest of the group gathers around them. Muskan, who had been standing at the sidelines, watches with a mixed expression of concern. Jungkook, feeling the tension around him, stands tall and glares at Hanna.

Jungkook: (firmly) And You! Don’t you dare speak to her like that. YN’s strength is something none of us can undermine, especially not you.

Zoe: (quickly intervening, fake smile on) Come on, everyone, let’s not start. YN, dear, I’m sure you’re fine. Thank God Jungkook was here.

Sofia: she's not a helpless child. Don’t treat her like one...Zoe..

YN moves away, looking at Jungkook before walking toward her family. Jungkook watches her leave, tension in his shoulders. He feels torn between his need to protect her and his desire to give her space.

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LATER THAT NIGHT:

Jungkook and YN have barely spoken to each other since the bull incident. YN is in her room, sitting by the window, when Jungkook comes up to her door. He knocks gently, his face filled with concern.

Jungkook: (softly) Misthi... can we talk?

YN: About what?

Jungkook: (sighing, sitting by the door) About us... I hate when you shut me out.

YN: (without turning) Why does she hate me?

Jungkook: (sighs) I don't know, but her words don’t matter. They shouldn’t affect you.

YN: What did I do?

Jungkook: (meeting her gaze) Nothing, Misthi. You’re kind, strong, and smart. Hanna’s jealousy isn’t about you—it’s about her. People may envy the love you get, but that’s their problem. Focus on the ones who care, like me. I adore you, Misthi. Don’t let anyone make you feel less.

YN: (sighs, then stretches out her hand) It’s uncomfortable sitting by the door.

Jungkook: (taking her hand, standing up) You're right. I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to come in.

YN: (smiling) You never asked.

Jungkook: (laughs softly) True. Sometimes silence says more than words.

(He steps closer, gently holds her hand, and intertwines their fingers. but she
pulled into hug leaning her head to his chest, he smile caressing her head )

YN: I love you... (his heart skips a beat)

Jungkook: I love you more... (Kiss her head)

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FEW MONTHS LATER
S

OUTH KOREA

The wedding preparations kicked off immediately. While Jungkook’s royal family had their own grand ideas, Y/N insisted on honoring her cultural traditions. She wanted a wedding that celebrated their love while respecting her heritage.

Roka Ceremony: The first step in an Indian wedding is the Roka, where both families officially announce the couple's commitment. Y/N chose to keep it simple, yet heartfelt, with prayers for their happiness.

Jungkook was heading to the haldi ceremony when he noticed someone hiding behind a wall. As he turned, he was met with a playful tap on his back.

He gasped in surprise and saw Y/N.His serious expression melted away as he took in her beauty. A smile immediately formed on his face as her laughter filled the air. He watched her with soft eyes as she stood there, looking stunning in her lehenga, with haldi smeared on her hands. For a moment, everything else faded, and it was just the two of them, lost in a silent exchange. He gently grabbed her hand, still covered in haldi, and brought it to his lips.

Jungkook: (softly) "You look beautiful..."

He traced the haldi on her hand with his thumb, his eyes never leaving hers. He brings her hand up to his cheek, gently brushing it against the haldi paste. Then, he slowly lowers himself down on one knee and gently placed her foot on his knee and traced the haldi on her skin, his fingers grazing her ankle.

Jungkook: "Turn your head for a moment..."

Y/N: "Why?"

Jungkook: "Trust me. Just for a second."

Y/N: "When your eyes gleam like this, ap par trust karna muskil hota h... [it's hard to trust...]" (She turned away, somewhat wary.)

Jungkook: "I promise, it's worth it. Just trust me, Misthi."

He kept a firm but gentle hold on her foot, his gaze fixated on her profile. In a swift and surprising move, he places a gentle kiss on the sole of her foot,  just under the haldi paste, her breath hitched as shiver run inside her. He secure the evil eye anklet around YN's ankle. His fingers brushed against her skin gently, the contact leaving a warm tingle on his fingertips. As he tied the last knot, he glanced up at her and noticed her  looking him.

Y/N: "Evil eye?"

Jungkook: (kissing her foot before standing) "Yes. It protects you from bad luck and negative energy. And, it gives me an excuse to be clingy and keep others away from my fiancé."

He pulled her closer by the waist.

Y/N: Oh acha? [Oh really?] As if anyone would look at me except you."

Jungkook: (tightening his grip) "Yeah, I’m the only one who gets to look at you like that. Yu're mine, remember?"

Y/N: "Am I...?" (She teased, pretending to think.)

Jungkook: (with a possessive tone)  Yes, you are. Don't give me that cute little "am I" act,

Y/N: "Then say, 'Okay, you can do it'..."

(Referring to the previous conversation about losing weight.)

Jungkook: "Nope. I’ve told you, I don’t want you to change. I love you just the way you are."

He pulled her in tighter, not wanting to discuss it further. She pulled away, but then started wiping her hand on his white shirt.

Jungkook: "What are you doing, Misthi?"

Y/N: Badla... [Revenge...]" (She walked away, leaving him chuckling.)

Jungkook: (to himself) "Revenge, huh? She’s cute when she’s defiant..."

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YN was covered in golden yellow paint by her family, and Jungkook, in turn, was smeared with it by YN’s friends. It was messy but full of love, with everyone dancing, playing, eating, and running around. In the midst of it all, one person was sneaking glances at Muskan, whose quiet nature was louder than words for a certain secret admirer.

Aunt: "Beta, could you take these gifts to our room?"

Muskan: "Okay..." smiling lightly

As she walked away, the admirer sighed, trying to refocus on the event but excusing himself.

Jimin: "Muskan..." (She turns to face him.)

Jimin: "Where are you going? Everyone's outside."

Muskan: "To put these in the room."

Jimin: (awkwardly rubbing his neck) "Oh, let me help."

(He takes the gifts and starts walking.)

They walked in silence, the only sound their footsteps echoing in the hallway. Once inside the room, Jimin placed the gifts on the table.

Jimin: "Did you take your vitamins?"

Muskan: "Hmm..."

Jimin glanced at her, noticing her brief reply. She had always been closed off, and he couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in her mind.

Jimin: "Are you okay?"

Muskan: "Yeah..."

Jimin: (smiling lightly) "Alright, just checking."

There was a brief silence. Jimin wanted to say more, to connect with her, but he knew she didn’t open up easily. Finally, he broke the silence.

Jimin: "How’s everything been?"

Muskan: "Same as usual."

He nodded, not surprised by the response. He glanced around, trying to think of something else to ask.

Jimin: "Are you looking forward to the wedding tomorrow?"

Muskan: (nods) "She'll leave tomorrow... who will I talk to then?" (She cuts herself off.)

Jimin: "You’ll be fine. YN will be back before you know it."

Muskan: "Hmm..."

Jimin: (moving closer) "You miss her, don’t you?"

Muskan: (nods)

Jimin: "It’s okay to miss her. It’s going to be hard, but you’re not alone."

There was another pause, as Jimin struggled to find the right words. He wanted to offer her comfort but wasn’t sure how much she'd want it. Finally, he spoke gently.

Jimin: "Do you want to talk about it?"

Muskan: "No..."

Jimin understood. Not everyone is comfortable sharing their feelings, especially not her. He didn't want to push her.

Jimin: "Alright. You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. But just know I’m here if you ever do."

Muskan: "Why?"

Jimin: "Why am I here for you?" (pauses) "I don’t know... or maybe I do... and you probably know too..." (pauses again) "No?"

Muskan looked at him, surprised by his honesty. His voice held vulnerability, and she could feel the sincerity behind his words.

Jimin: (deep breath) "I’m here because you matter to me. I care about you, not just as YN’s cousin. Maybe it’s selfish, maybe it’s strange, but it’s the truth."

Her eyes widened. His words were unexpected and heartfelt, touching something deep inside her—confusion, surprise, and a strange sense of comfort.

Jimin: "I know you keep to yourself, but I don’t care. I want to know you—beyond just being YN's family. I want to know the real you."

Her heart raced as she took in his words. The sincerity in his eyes made her feel both vulnerable and strangely hopeful.

Muskan: (softly) "Why me?"

Jimin: (softening) "Why you? Because I’ve seen glimpses of the person you hide behind the walls. Even when you don’t say much, I see the passion and depth in you. I want to be a part of that, to see all of you, without the walls. (pause) Will you....let me?"

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LATER AFTER CEREMONY.

Taehyung gripped Shivangi's wrist, her hand still clenched with turmeric, twisting it behind her back and pulling her closer.

Shivangi: "That's cheating!"

Taehyung: "Cheating? Hah." (chuckles, pulling her nearer) "How dare you make a mustache out of turmeric..."

Shivangi: "How dare you..." (She stops as she notices his face inches from hers, her gaze shifting away. He unexpectedly loosens his grip before whispering.)

Taehyung: "Get ready for my revenge."

Jungkook, watching the scene, can't help but chuckle at their playful bickering.

Jungkook: "Those two... always at each other’s throats."

Jungkook notices YN turning away when she sees him, her mood clearly shifted. Concern flickers across his face as he steps closer.

Jungkook: YN? (Softly)

YN: What? (Still not looking at him)

Jungkook senses something is off and steps closer.

Jungkook: Can we talk for a minute?

YN: Don’t come near me...

He stops, surprised by her harsh tone, his concern deepening.

Jungkook: YN, please. Just look at me. What's wrong?

YN: No... I don’t want you to see my face.

Jungkook’s worry intensifies as he approaches cautiously.

Jungkook: YN, what’s going on? Why are you avoiding me?

YN: It’s the ritual... After the Haldi ceremony, we’re not supposed to see each other until the wedding.

Jungkook’s expression shifts to understanding.

Jungkook: Oh, I see... The tradition.

YN: Now, let me go...

Jungkook hesitates, still concerned.

Jungkook: YN, are you sure you're okay? I just want to know if you're alright.

YN: I asked you for one small thing... to let me join the gym. But you didn’t agree... I’m so upset.

Her voice softens, almost childlike, and Jungkook chuckles softly, trying to lighten the mood.

Jungkook: YN, you can go to the gym. Don’t act like that.

YN: Really?! (She starts to smile but quickly hides it under her veil.)

Jungkook: Yes, I promise. You can go.

YN: You won’t change your mind, right?

Jungkook smiles affectionately.

Jungkook: I promise, no changes.

YN: I’ll be so slim now... (She mutters to herself.)

Jungkook raises an eyebrow, puzzled.

Jungkook: What did you say?

YN: Nothing, never mind!

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