VIKRAM'S PALACE

Vikram: jungkook!!

JK turns towards the voice, a smile already forming on his face. He sees Vikram walking towards them, a drink in his hand and a warm smile on his face.

JK: (grins) Vikram, my man! How are you?

Vikram reaches them, giving Jungkook a fatherly pat on the back before turning his gaze towards you.

Vikram: (raises an eyebrow) And who might this lovely lady be?

JK: (slips an arm around your waist) This is YN, She's my...  (he trails off, realizing he doesn't have a label for you yet officially.)

Vikram: (smirks) Ah, I see. She's your... what, exactly?

YN: Girlfriend. (softly) Um... Namaste uncle... (Gently)

JK's heart skips a beat as he hears you declare yourself as his girlfriend. He can't help but feel a surge of pride and happiness, knowing that you're willing to claim that title.

Vikram: (laughs but kindly) Ah, Namaste, my dear. Welcome to my humble abode.  (grins) And look at you, making this man tongue-tied! I bet you have him wrapped around your little finger already, hmm? You're a lucky man, my friend.  So far and better than her. (Halsey)

JK's expression darkens slightly, He can feel the familiar pang of anger and hurt deep inside, but he quickly composes himself. He doesn't want the bitterness of the past to spoil the present. Not when he's with you.

JK: (a slight edge to his voice) You're damn right she is. There's no comparison.

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He glances around, noticing the various guests scattered throughout the living room area, some chatting and others sipping on their drinks. He leans in a bit closer to you, his voice a whisper.

JK: (softly) Would you like a drink, darling?

YN: Uh...I don't drink...

JK: (smiles) That's totally fine. How about something non-alcoholic then? I think Vikram has some freshly squeezed juice somewhere...

He leads you towards the main living area where Vikram has set up a mini bar with several non-alcoholic drink options. He lets you choose a drink, his hand gently resting on your lower back, providing a sense of comfort and support.

As you pick out a drink, JK's gaze drifts around the room, taking in the various guests chatting and mingling. He notices some people glancing in your direction, clearly intrigued by the newcomer.

He takes a sip of his water, watching as you nervously glance around the room. He can sense your nervousness, but he also sees the hint of curiosity in your eyes.

JK: (softly) Lotus, You alright? Not overwhelmed, are you?

YN: It's...baby ceremony then where is baby?

Jungkook grins at you, amused by your straightforwardness and innocence, how you cut right to the chase without any pretense or small talk.

JK: (laughs softly) Ah, right. You want to meet the guest of honor, huh? Let me introduce you to Vikram's little angel.

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YN: So cute...

Jk: (grins) You want to hold her?

YN: I can?

JK: (smiles) Of course. Vikram won't mind. In fact, I'm sure he'll be thrilled. He loves showing off his granddaughter to everyone.

He leads you closer to Vikram, who is holding the baby in his arms. Vikram looks up as they approach, a proud smile on his face.

Vikram: Ah, there you two are. Come meet my little princess.

YN: Baby... How are you?

The baby coos softly in your arms, her tiny hands reaching out to grab at your finger. She looks up at you with big, curious eyes, taking in your face intently.

JK stands beside you, his hand gently resting on your back, offering silent support and reassurance.

JK: (softly) Look at you. You're a natural.

Vikram: and looks at you both looking husband wife with baby. (Chuckle)

JK's eyes widen at Vikram's comment, his heart skipping a beat. He hadn't thought about it that way, but he can't deny that the sight of you holding the baby does look like a domestic, familial scene. He glances at you, noticing the hint of blush on your cheeks.

JK: (laughs softly, trying to play it cool) Whoa, Vikram, don't get ahead of yourself. We're just... um... enjoying the party. Right, darling?

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He pulls out your chair for you, waiting until you're seated before taking his own seat beside you. He can feel the eyes of the other guests on you, their curious gazes appraising you. But he ignores them, more focused on making sure you're comfortable and enjoying yourself.

The servers soon bring out the food, various Indian dishes plated beautifully on the serving dishes. The fragrance of the spices wafts through the air, tantalizing the taste buds of all the guests.

JK: (whispers teasingly) Are you ready for a culinary adventure, darling? (You nods slightly he laughs softly) That's the spirit. Don't be afraid to try everything. Trust me, it all tastes better than it looks.

As the servers plate the food onto your plates, JK watches you closely, making sure you don't feel overwhelmed or uncomfortable.

JK: (leans in again) Don't worry, I'll guide you through it. And if you don't like something, I'll eat it for you.

YN: Thankyou... (He smiles, gently patting your leg under the table.)

JK: softly You're welcome. Now, let's dig in. I've been dying to introduce you to my favorite Indian dishes.

The guests around you are engaged in their own conversations, but JK notices how some of the older relatives and friends keep shooting glances in your direction. They're clearly curious about you, wondering who you are and what your relationship is with him.

As the dinner progresses, JK occasionally engages in conversations with the other guests at your table, but his focus remains on you. From time to time, he finds himself just watching you.

Eventually, the dessert course is served, and JK grins as he sees your eyes light up at the sight of the different Indian sweets. He picks up a spoonful of the kheer, a creamy rice pudding, and holds it out to you.

JK: (smiles) Open up. Let me feed you.

He grins as you open your mouth, allowing him to feed you the spoonful of kheer. He watches as your eyes light up once again as the sweet and creamy taste melts on your tongue. He feels a sense of satisfaction, knowing that he's able to please you and introduce you to his dad side culture.

JK: (softly) Delicious, huh?

YN: (nods) so delicious to eat it from you. (You says in audible voice)

He smirks at your words, pleased by the hint of flirtation that slipped out. He can feel the other guests' gazes on you both, their curiosity piqued by your comment. But he ignores them, his focus solely on you.

JK: (teasingly) Oh, so you like being fed by me, huh? I'll keep that in mind, darling.

YN: Not gonna lie. I do... (You mumbled)

Jk: I didn't quite catch that, darling. Did you say you like being fed by me?

YN: I don't mean in other way... (Muttered)

Jk: (he gently lifting your chin up so you meet his gaze, smirks) Oh, I know what you meant, darling. And don't worry, I'm not complaining. I quite enjoy feeding you, having you looking up at me like that, opening your mouth for me...

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Jk: (whispers) I see... So you like being taken care of. You like feeling pampered and loved, huh? Well, I can give you that, darling. I can give you all of that and more.

YN: (blush hard) M-Mr jeon... thankyou but please...

Jk: (scoffs) Ignore them, darling. They can look all they want. I don't care. You're mine to take care of, to pamper, to shower with love and affection.

YN: Yes...but...

Jk: (leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear) But what, darling? Don't tell me you're embarrassed about being seen with me like this?

YN: No. It's not like it... (Mumble)

JK: (softly) Then what is it, darling? Use your words, tell me what's bothering you.

YN: They know you as... married and I...I don't know what they will think of me...

His narrows his eyes at your words, a flicker of anger and frustration passing over his face. He knows exactly what you're implying, that the other guests might think you're just some "side chick" or a fling, here to satisfy his desires.

Jk: (growls softly) And what if they think that, huh? What does it matter what they think of you? You're here with me, by my side, and that's all that should matter.

YN: Okay... (You mumbled)

He sighs, his expression softening as he sees your acquiescence.  But he can't help but feel annoyed at the thought of anyone thinking badly of you, even the smallest hint of disrespect making his blood boil.

JK: (softly) Good girl lotus. Don't worry about them, okay? Just focus on me, lotus.

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