Y/n POV
"Can I please have a head?"
Head...
Why does he want my head?
"H-head? Pardon me? Kuch galat kardi kya mene? Why do you want my head?" I ask very seriously, of course I would be serious!
I see the eyes of his already big eyes widen a bit more as I ask that question...but he suddenly falls over my lap and laughs like a maniac, what the hell!?
"Meri ma! F-forget it. You're too innocent for things like this. Mai samaj gaya." He says.
Kya matlab hai ki mein innocent hu?
By the way, kaun innocent tha?
He walks over to that big window from where the city's land appears beautifully. The night still dusking upon our land of versatility as the most beautiful and handsome man in the world admires the same.
Thinking to myself, I blink my eyes a few times to smack myself a few times before standing up subtly, making no noise at all as I slowly creep up behind him.
Never mind me. I sometimes am innocent but trust me, I am not. Just like this. I didn't get what he meant but when I actually got it, I won't probably disappoint him.
After all, because of me he had to endure all the pain my mother gave to him and because of me...his body is scarred and so is his mind...
I have many possible ways to fix what's between us...and this is the start of it.
I stand right behind his towering figure, his hand supporting device no longer there and I thank God for that.
My arms snake around his waist first, then his broad torso that always has to do with fulfilling my fantasies about him, totally hugging him from the back but having a sensual touch to it as I sense his delightful smile fall.
"Main kabhi bhi innocent nahi thi..." I whispered in his ears, his soft hair tickling my nose and cheeks as I close my eyes and plant a loving kiss on his shoulder.
(Just imagining this left me in goosebumps omg)
Turning around in my embrace, he looked dead straight into my eyes, unwavering and having a hidden emotion that I couldn't quite catch...until his soft and warm lips landed on mine.
So soft, so caring.
His kiss could last an eternity and I won't be complaining about a thing.
My arms automatically circle around his neck as his hands rest dangerously close on my waist below my chest. He too, pulls me closer and makes me giggle in the shyness that I'm experiencing because of him.
The boldness doesn't last in me for long as I feel the heat in the kiss that is beginning to increase. Undeniably, this kiss would be one of the best highlights of our lives.
*knock knock*
"Taehyung hyungie?"
There's only one person who can rightfully call him that.
The whine that left my mouth when he broke the kiss is something that should be featured on national geography.
"Yes Kook?" Irritation is laced in his voice, but he himself calms down voluntarily as he reminds himself of how their youngest is the easiest target to get sulky and whiny.
"Uh...there's something to discuss, if you're not too busy? You sound busy." He says, his voice deflated and I knew things would go downhill for my jijaji.
I quickly open the door with a smile as he returns a half hearted one, looking forth me to find his beloved hyung.
"Yeah, Kookie! Let's go!" The male instantly wraps his arm around the dulha as the smile, that bunny smile my bestie fell for, comes back.
As they walk away in the corridor, leaving me behind, I look up just once to see them giggling together like the best friends they are.
But then...I almost choke at the words that Taehyung mouths at me.
"Baadme deklenge."
Fuck.
🤩
Not knowing where else to go when all the men somehow mysteriously disappeared, I find myself in front of my best friend's room door and was just about to knock on that when I heard some voices from inside.
"Abe, Y/n is such an easy girl. Wo Taehyung se pyaar karli aur wo bhi like three dino mein. Why are you still friends with her? Such a whore." The last part was her mumbling, but evidently quite audible.
I assume the girl must be one of her cousins...
My heartbeat increases too badly to be calling it normal as the silence begins to peirce my heart and jab it more and more as each second ticks by.
I hear shuffling of footsteps, they reach the door...
Why aren't my feet moving? I want to get out of here. As if I've worn lead shoes, my upper body is willing to move but my legs stay right at its place. What the hell, body?
"They've known each other for awhile now. My best friend is not an easy girl. If anyone's easy, it's you and your idiotic sister here. Didn't you know you were quite a hot topic for your stupid leaked scandal you had in like what? 9th grade? Tsk, you were still in your teenage. I see no change in you, to be honest Sahana. Once a bitch, always a fucking bitch. Get out of my room and I'll be even more honored if you find yourself in the uninvited list of my wedding. Fuck off." The lady known as my best friend fires off at probably two women who are her cousins and I now, am able to quickly jump out of the way and hide behind a very thin pillar.
The door opens up with a click and I see three shadows to be precise, spilling out of the room after ruining my best friend's mood. What jackassses.
My best friend sighs loudly behind them while cursing once more as she turns her head the other side...finding me there with eyes filled with tears and my fingers fiddling with each other.
She sees right through me...
Holding out her hand filled with beautiful mehendi for tomorrow's event, she says.
"Come."
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