INDIA, FEW DAYS LATER

As Jungkook and Y/N step out of the car, they notice the bustling house. Y/N grins with excitement.

Jungkook: "Looks like they've been busy preparing for us."

YN: "Yeah..."

YN's father greets them at the door, while Y/N's mother performs a ritual, rotating a glass of water over their heads to ward off evil eyes. Jungkook watches curiously but remains respectful.

Jungkook (concerned): "Is everything alright?"

YN nods, reassuring him. They enter, meeting Y/N’s aunt Santi, uncle, Muskan, and the baby boy. Jungkook smiles at the baby.

Jungkook: "Wow, he's adorable."

(He notices Y/N’s soft gaze at the baby.)

Jungkook: "Looks like someone’s got baby fever."

YN (playfully): "What’s wrong with that?" (She takes the baby and plays with him.)

Later, the group enjoys tea and spends time together.

(Muskan and YN Are in room as they are talking jungkook comes and she stood up)

Muskan: I think we will talk later you guys take rest...

Jungkook:  (nods with a smile) "Alright, we'll catch up with you later. Thanks, Muskan."

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Muskan steps out of the room and sees Jimin standing by the window. She walks over to him, biting her lip.

Muskan: Hey...

Jimin looks up with a soft smile.

Jimin: Hey, Muskan. How are you?

Muskan: I'm good, and you?

Jimin: Doing well. Enjoying the time here and meeting YN's family. The new baby is so cute.

Muskan: (hesitant) Um, me?

Jimin: (confused) You? What do you mean?

Muskan: Nothing, never mind... How's your health?

Jimin: (noticing her tone) I'm fine. No need to worry.

Muskan: You should rest too...

Jimin: I will. Just needed some fresh air. Don't worry about me.

Muskan: (nods)

Jimin smiles, sensing something is on her mind but doesn't press. He pats her arm gently.

Jimin: Take care, okay? We'll talk later.

Muskan watches him walk away, then heads to her room, sighing.

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As Jungkook and Y/N settle into their room, Y/N collapses onto the bed, stretching with a satisfied sigh. Jungkook chuckles, taking a seat on the edge.

Jungkook: "Someone's tired." (He starts massaging her shoulders, easing her tension.)

YN: "Ah... thank you, patiji."

Jungkook smiles, continuing the soothing massage.

Jungkook: "No worries, babe. Just relax."

As he moves to her back, he feels her muscles loosen. His hands shift to her thighs, and the touch becomes more intimate. Noticing her eyes close in bliss, he feels fulfilled by her comfort.

He kisses her neck, whispering softly.

Jungkook: "Feeling better?"

YN: "Yeah... your hands are magical." (She grins, boosting his ego.)

Jungkook: "Glad to help." (He turns her gently onto her back, straddling her.)

YN: "In a couple of days, there’s a festival called MakarSankranti... we fly kites."

Jungkook: "That sounds fun! Have you flown kites before?"

YN: "No, I can’t... will you teach me?"

Jungkook: "Absolutely! You’ll be a pro in no time." (He leans in for a kiss, which quickly deepens into passion as they embrace.)

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NEXT DAY

The warm winter sun filled the kitchen as YN's mom and Aunt Santi prepared laddu. Muskan sat nearby, waiting for them to hand her the mixture.

Jungkook walked in, still groggy, in a t-shirt and shorts. Seeing YN and her family working, he smiled sleepily and wrapped his arms around YN from behind.

Jungkook: "Morning, babe. What's going on?"

Noticing the surprised looks from YN’s mom and Aunt Santi, he quickly loosened his hold on YN, sheepishly grinning at them.

YN: "Morning..." (She hands him coffee, and he sits down in front of Muskan, who smiles at him.)

Jungkook: "Morning, Muskan. Sleep well?"

Muskan: "Yeah, hope you did too, Jiju."

Just then, Shivangi burst in, excited to see everyone.

Shivangi: "Good morning, you two! I came as soon as I heard you were here!"

Jungkook: "Good morning, Shivangi. You're up early. But next time, maybe give us a little warning before you burst through the door."

Jimin walked in, tucking his phone into his pocket. After greeting everyone, he sat down and was served coffee.

Jungkook: "What's up with the phone, Hyung? Were you on a call?"

Jimin: "Taehyung’s coming, and he’s mad you didn’t invite him."

Jungkook groaned, realizing his mistake.

Jungkook: "Ah, I forgot! Can you try to calm him down?"

Jimin: "Don’t worry, we know him."

Jungkook nodded. "Yeah, I’ll apologize when he gets here."

YN, Muskan, and Shivangi continued making laddu, their hands moving with ease. Jungkook watched, impressed by their coordination.

Jungkook: "You all make it look so easy. Those laddu look delicious."

YN: "They are, but I love instant ladoo more."

Muskan: "Me too."

Shivangi: "Same here! Cold ladoo don’t taste as good." (About to eat one)

YN's mom quickly snatched it away.

YN's mom: "First, offer them to God, then you can eat!"

Everyone laughed, and Jungkook joined in.

Jungkook: "Patience, everyone. We’ll have our taste soon enough. Let’s not anger the gods!"

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Hours later, as Taehyung arrives and Jungkook apologizes to everyone, Muskan quietly steps away to make some ladoos. Jimin notices and excuses himself from the group, walking over to her.

Jimin: "Hey, Muskan. You alright?"

Muskan: "Why?"

Jimin: "Is everything okay?"

Muskan: "Hm..."

Jimin leans beside her, helping with the ladoos. As they work in comfortable silence, Jimin steals glances at her, noticing her focused expression.

Jimin: Whispers "Momo... I really missed you..."

Muskan meets his gaze, feeling the connection.

Jimin: "You're upset because I didn't mention you yesterday, aren't you?"

Muskan: Muttered "Bahut jaldi samajh aaya..."

Jimin: "Well, I did realize it eventually."

He gently brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Muskan: "I missed you too... I thought about you a lot..."

Jimin smiles as they finish the ladoos, his eyes filled with affection.

Jimin: "Happy Makar Sankranti, my momo." Whispers

Muskan leans in, kissing him softly. The kiss deepens, full of love, as Jimin pulls her closer.

Jimin: "Happy Makar Sankranti, indeed..." Whispers

But interrupted by clear thorat their eyes widened sees—

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AFTERNOON.

Taehyung and shivangi stood on the rooftop, surrounded by colorful kites and strings. The Makar Sankranti celebrations were in full swing.

Taehyung: "Okay, let's make a bet,"   (grinning mischievously) "If my kite flies higher than yours, you have to give me a kiss."

Shivangi (raised an eyebrow) "And if my kite flies higher, you have to do the chicken dance in front of the whole family."

Taehyung: (chuckled) "Deal!"

They released their kites into the sky, laughing and cheering as they soared higher and higher. However, in the chaos of kite-flying, taehyung's kite got tangled with shivangi's.

Taehyung: "Hey, what's going on?"  (as their kites began to perform an impromptu dance in the sky)

Shivangi: (giggled) "I think our kites are trying to outdo each other!"

As they tried to untangle their kites, taehyung and shivangi found themselves getting more and more entangled – literally.

Finally, they collapsed into a fit of laughter, their kites still flying wildly above them.

Taehyung: "I think we both win this bet," ( wiping tears from his eyes)

Shivangi: (smiled, her eyes sparkling.) "Definitely. Now, about that chicken dance..."

Taehyung grinned, pulling shivangi into a romantic kiss as the kites continued to fly above them.

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Jungkook watches Taehyung and Shivangi’s tangled kites, laughing at their bet and their shared laughter. He turns to YN, who’s holding kites, and they speak at the same time.

YN & Jungkook: Guess what I saw—

Jungkook: "You go first, babe."

YN: (smiling) "I saw Jimin and Muskan kissing."

Jungkook: "And I saw Taehyung and Shivangi kissing."

Jungkook: "Looks like we’re not the only ones busy up there..."

YN: (chuckling) "Let them have it. You promised to teach me how to fly a kite."

Jungkook: "I did. And I keep my promises." (He leads her to an open area.) "First, we need to find a spot with enough wind."

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As the sun set, casting a warm glow, YN stood on the rooftop with her husband, Jungkook, who grinned mischievously, holding a kite.

Jungkook: "Ready for this?"

YN: (smiling) "Of course, I've seen you do it a hundred times."

Jungkook: "It’s not just about flying it; you need to control the wind and... let go."

YN: "Let go?"

Jungkook: "Sometimes you have to trust the wind, just like in life."

He handed her the kite, and they adjusted their stances.

Jungkook: "When I say 'go,' you run with it."

YN: "Ready."

Jungkook: "Go!"

YN ran, and the kite wobbled. Panicking, she almost pulled the string.

YN: "It's falling! It's falling!" (she cried, about to tug the string with all her might.)

But Jungkook was quicker. He stepped in, his hand over hers, guiding her gently.

Jungkook : “Not like that, you need to balance it. Relax, trust it.”

She steadied her grip and ran again, this time with the rhythm, the kite rising higher into the sky. The wind caught it perfectly, and for the first time, You saw the kite soar.

YN: “Look! It's flying! Rana!”

Jungkook : "See? Just like that. You have to trust the process."

YN: (turned to him, her eyes sparkling) "It's not so bad, is it?"

Jungkook: (his eyes full of love) “No, it’s not. Just like us. You’ve got this, Ynie."

Their kites danced together in the sky, and YN felt a deep, unspoken connection.

Jungkook: "Next time, I’ll teach you how to catch a falling kite."

YN: "Only if you catch me when I fall."

Jungkook: "Deal," (pulls her into a hug).

As the evening deepened, they sat on the rooftop, their kite still flying.

As the evening deepened, their kites flew high, tethered together by the love that grew with each passing moment—just like their shared journey of life.

Jungkook: "Happy Makar Sankranti, my love,"

YN: "Happy Sankranti, ranaji. May this year bring us prosperity and happiness."

As the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow over the sky, jungkook and YN sat down on the rooftop, their kite still flying high.

Jungkook: "I'm so grateful for our life together,...(his voice filled with emotion) Misthi... (You look him waiting for him to say he bite lips) I...I mean me.. nono wait...

YN: (confused now turn fully at him)

Jungkook: (take a deep breaths) I damn I mean I love you Anant...

YN: Anant? Anant ambani?... You love Anant ambani?, patiji?

Jungkook: (rubs his face) You know what I meant, YN.

(She tried not to laugh but end up laughing he narrowed eyes and remove his grip going bit away)

YN: (laughs) "Sorry, Jungkookie... let’s try again?"

Jungkook: (sighs) "Alright..."

YN: "Me apse atyant prem karti hu, ranaji..."

Jungkook: (softens) "Atyant prem... No, I only love you, Anant." (laughs and  pulls her close, his voice full of emotion)  "I love you, YN. With all my heart... my wife... Saranghae."

YN: "Saranghae, yeobo."

Hearing her say "Saranghae" makes his heart race, and He couldn't hold back any longer. With a soft growl, he pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss, his hands tangling in her hair, his desire for her evident in the way he held her tight against him.

Jungkook: My yeobo...

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★THE END OF THE BOOK BUT NOT THE STORY★

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