Y/N-

It's been a month since Taehyung and I married, and I can honestly say that I've been truly happy. This happiness came unexpectedly, gradually unfolding with each day I spent with him. Taehyung had become someone I could count on, someone who brought comfort and security into my life in ways I'd never experienced before. The way he takes care of me, always attentive and kind, fills me with a warmth I hadn't expected when we first agreed to this marriage.

Sitting with his grandfather this afternoon, I found myself smiling more than I had in a long time. He was eager to share memories from Taehyung's childhood, little glimpses of the boy he used to be, and it painted a fuller picture of the man I had come to know. His grandfather's stories were full of pride and fondness, each memory drawing out a chuckle or a warm smile from both of us. It was endearing, seeing the love and respect he held for Taehyung, and it made me feel even closer to him.

"Did you know," Grandfather began, his eyes sparkling with nostalgia, "that Taehyung used to be quite the troublemaker as a child?"

I laughed softly, surprised. "Really? He seems so composed now—I can't imagine him causing trouble!"

"Oh, don't let his calm demeanor fool you," he chuckled, leaning in a little closer. "He was always curious, always exploring every corner of the house, climbing trees, and wandering around places he shouldn't be. I'd catch him all the time, but there was no stopping him."

I could easily picture a younger version of Taehyung, full of life and adventure. I thought of the kindness and patience he showed now, traits that must have grown from that lively spirit. Hearing about his past made me admire him even more, and I felt a deep sense of appreciation for the person he'd become.

Grandfather continued, "But Taehyung has always had a good heart. Even when he was little, he'd always think of others. If he saw someone sad, he'd try to make them smile. And look at him now—taking care of you with that same gentle heart."

A blush crept up my cheeks as I thought about how true that was. Taehyung always seemed to know when I needed comfort or encouragement, even when I tried to hide it. He was thoughtful, offering small gestures that made me feel cherished, and I couldn't deny how much those gestures had come to mean to me.

Seeing my expression, Grandfather smiled, his eyes soft with affection. "Taehyung likes you very much, Y/n. He's been happier since you came into his life, you know."

My cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, and I lowered my gaze, feeling shy at his words. "He's... he's been so good to me," I replied softly. "I feel lucky to have him by my side."

Grandfather reached over, patting my hand gently. "You both are lucky to have each other, and I know he'll cherish you always."

His words filled me with a warmth that lingered long after our conversation. Could Taehyung really feel so strongly about me? The thought made my heart beat a little faster, and I couldn't help but wonder if, over time, these feelings between us could grow into something deeper. For now, though, I was happy in this new stage, happy to explore what we already shared.

Later that evening, Taehyung returned from work, a familiar, comforting presence that instantly made me smile. His eyes softened as he noticed me sitting in the living room, and he walked over, his face lighting up with that gentle smile that had become so familiar to me.

"Did you have a good day?" he asked, sitting beside me.

"Yes, Grandfather and I were chatting. He told me some stories about you," I replied, unable to hide the amusement in my voice.

He raised an eyebrow, chuckling. "Oh no, he didn't share my embarrassing childhood moments, did he?"

"A few," I teased, laughing as his eyes widened in mock horror. "But I enjoyed hearing about them. I feel like I know you even better now."

Taehyung's gaze softened, a warm, almost vulnerable look passing over his face. "I'm glad," he said quietly. "I want you to know every part of me, Y/n."

For a moment, we sat in comfortable silence, and I could feel the depth of his sincerity in his words. Slowly, I was coming to understand how much he cared for me, how much thought he put into each word and gesture. And with that realization, a new feeling stirred within me, a soft but persistent warmth that I hadn't felt in a long time.

As the days continued to pass, I found myself thinking more and more about what Grandfather had said. I started noticing the little things Taehyung did—the way he would remember my favorite foods, how he'd subtly adjust the temperature when he thought I was cold, or even how he'd make sure to check in on me throughout the day. These small acts of kindness, so thoughtful and genuine, were things I hadn't experienced with anyone else before. And slowly, I began to realize just how much he meant to me.

One evening, while we were both working on some last-minute reports in our home office, Taehyung looked up from his desk and smiled. "Y/n," he began, a hesitant but hopeful note in his voice, "I know this might sound strange, but... I'm really glad we're doing this together."

"Me too," I replied, feeling a little shy but also grateful for his honesty. "I couldn't have asked for a better partner."

His face softened, a quiet relief in his eyes as he heard my response. We exchanged a look that held more than just words—a silent understanding, a gentle acceptance of the bond that was growing between us. And in that moment, I felt a spark of something new, something I wasn't quite ready to name, but that filled me with a happiness I hadn't felt in a long time.

Reflecting on everything, I felt my initial doubts fading away. Marrying Taehyung had been unexpected, but now it felt like one of the best decisions I'd ever made. He was more than just my husband—he was my confidant, my friend, someone I knew I could rely on no matter what. And as I stood there, watching him focused on his work, I couldn't help but feel a quiet excitement about our future together.

In time, I knew I'd be ready to open up fully, to let him into every part of my heart. But for now, I was content just being by his side, grateful for the bond we were building each day.

TAEHYUNG-

Sitting on the couch at Y/n's house, I adjusted my collar and tried to appear calm, even as my heart was pounding like a drum. We were here for dinner, just an ordinary family gathering, yet everything felt so different. Tonight was the first time we'd come to her family's home together since the wedding, and it felt like an important milestone, one that made my heart race with both excitement and nerves.

I glanced toward the hallway, waiting for Y/n to come down. When she finally appeared, my breath caught in my throat. She was wearing a soft pastel dress that hugged her in all the right ways, her hair cascading in soft waves around her shoulders. She looked elegant and radiant, with just a hint of makeup highlighting her natural beauty. For a moment, all I could do was stare, my heart doing somersaults as she walked closer.

"Wow," I said, unable to hold back a smile as she approached. "You look... beautiful, Y/n."

A blush crept up her cheeks, and she looked away shyly, smiling in that way that made me feel like I could float. There was a quiet charm about her that drew me in more every day, and seeing her like this made me realize just how lucky I was to have her in my life.

"Thank you," she murmured, her voice soft. I could tell she was a little flustered, which only made her look even more adorable.

After a few moments, her father entered the room, welcoming me with a warm handshake and a friendly pat on the back. Her parents had always been welcoming, but tonight felt more special, more personal. Her mother had set up the dining table beautifully, and there was a cozy, comfortable vibe in the house that made me feel at home. It reminded me of how important family was to Y/n and how she treasured these small gatherings.

As we sat down for dinner, I noticed her parents watching us with warm smiles, clearly happy to see us together. They asked how we were adjusting to married life, their interest genuine and full of love. Y/n's father beamed proudly, and her mother looked on with such kindness that it felt like she was already accepting me as part of the family.

Throughout dinner, I felt the comfort of family settling around us. We shared stories, laughed, and I learned more about Y/n's childhood memories, her dreams, and the little moments her parents still cherished. The way they spoke about her, with pride and admiration, made me realize just how deeply they loved her and how much they wanted to see her happy.

At one point, her father turned to me, his gaze kind but direct. "Taehyung, I'm glad Y/n has you by her side. We always wanted someone who would support her, understand her dreams, and care for her wholeheartedly. We're grateful it's you."

I nodded, feeling both humbled and honored. "Thank you, sir," I said earnestly, meeting his gaze. "Y/n means a lot to me, and I promise I'll do everything I can to make her happy."

Y/n glanced at me, her eyes softening as she listened. A small, shy smile played on her lips, and I felt a rush of affection for her, so strong it almost made me lose track of my words.

As dinner continued, I felt more and more like I was part of something special. I realized that this was what I had been yearning for all along—a family, a home, a place where love and warmth surrounded me. And somehow, I had found it all with Y/n.

After dinner, we helped clear the table, and Y/n's mother insisted I relax, but I wanted to help, not wanting to let Y/n handle it all on her own. We worked together in comfortable silence, occasionally exchanging soft glances and shy smiles, our fingers brushing as we passed dishes. Even the smallest interactions felt significant with her.

Finally, when everything was tidied up, her parents sat with us in the living room. They asked about our plans, about how work was going, and if we'd thought about traveling. Her mother then shared stories about trips she and Y/n's father had taken when they were younger. It was heartwarming, listening to them, and I found myself inspired by their bond and their deep-rooted affection for each other.

As we were leaving, Y/n's mother took my hand and looked me in the eye. "Taehyung, thank you for making our daughter happy," she said, her voice filled with gratitude.

I squeezed her hand gently, smiling as I replied, "It's my honor, truly."

We said our goodbyes, and as Y/n and I walked out of the house, I felt a sense of fulfillment that was difficult to put into words. She walked beside me, her face calm and serene, though I could tell from her eyes that the evening had touched her heart as well.

When we finally reached the car, I looked at her, letting out a deep breath. "Tonight was... really nice," I said, not knowing quite how to express the emotions swirling within me.

She nodded, her face glowing under the soft moonlight. "It was. Thank you for being here with my family, for being... you."

Her words, simple yet heartfelt, stayed with me the entire drive home. I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude, not just for the evening, but for the life we were building together. Somehow, in the midst of everything, we were finding our way, creating a bond that felt like it could last forever. And in that moment, I realized how deeply I cared for her—more than I'd ever thought possible.

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