🥀17. 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐝

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In the late hours of the night, The reception came to an end. Guests began to disperse and the couple, Taehyung and Jungkook were left standing at the centre of the hall. Jungkook stood squirming in her place due to her high heels.

Jimin and Yeonjun caught sight of the collection of gifts that adorned a table. Their eyes widened with excitement as they approached the beautifully wrapped packages and congratulatory tokens.

Jimin exclaimed, "Look at all these gifts! Brother and Kook must have received some amazing presents!"

Yeonjun grinned in agreement, "This is like a treasure trove! Let's see what well-wishes they got from everyone."

The siblings eagerly began to inspect each gift, their excitement contagious. They exchanged glances of suspense, wondering what tokens of love and goodwill had been bestowed upon Taehyung and Jungkook on their wedding day.

"Wow, this one looks fancy!" Jimin exclaimed, carefully examining a particularly ornate gift box.

Grandma approached with a knowing smile. She could sense the tension between Taehyung and Jungkook but remained silent. Her eyes never left the couple from the beginning of the event. She could see the awkwardness between them.

"Tae, Jungkook," Grandma said gently, "why don't you two retire to your room? The celebration has concluded and you could use some time to rest."

Taehyung turned towards jungkook and muttered, "Come,"

Grandma watched the couple make their way towards their room, she couldn't help but feel sadness for the complexities that surrounded their relationship. The quiet hallway embraced the couple as they retreated from the echoes of the celebration.

The couple ascended the stairs in silence. Jungkook, who had been maintaining a facade of composure, stumbled slightly.

"Owie,"

A whimper left her mouth and her discomfort was evident in the wince that flashed across her face.

Taehyung reached out instinctively and held her hands to steady her and asked, "Are you okay?"

The younger managed a weak smile, trying to hide the discomfort, "Yes, Just the heels and sore feet,"

Jungkook attempted to resume walking up the staircase but the discomfort from her sore feet and the impractical heels became too much to bear. she took a step forward, only to stumble once more.

Taehyung decided to take matters into his own hands. he positioned himself close to Jungkook, his hands finding the small back of her and lifting her in a bridal style.

Jungkook taken by surprise, instinctively clutched the fabric of Taehyung's shirt, her fingers intertwining with the material as she was lifted off her feet. The sudden shift produced a surprised yelp from the younger, a combination of shock and the unexpected intimacy of the gesture.

"Mr Kim? What are you doing? I-I can walk" Jungkook exclaimed looking at Taehyung with wide eyes and surprise and embarrassment colouring her expression.

"I can see how you would walk. You don't have to push yourself," Tae replied, his voice devoid of any emotion.

The elder carefully climbed the staircase with Jungkook in his arms. Jungkook tightened her hand around the elder's neck and the other hand was placed on his chest, above his heart. In that intimate closeness, she could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest.

Jungkook was momentarily taken aback and looked up at Taehyung's blank face with surprise. Her sore feet and the strain of the day seemed to disperse as Taehyung supported her weight. Her gaze softened as she met Tae's eyes.

The physical closeness brought an intimacy that contrasted sharply with the formalities of their arranged marriage. In the elder's arms, Jungkook felt rescued from the strains of the day.

The soft glow of the room's lighting welcomed them as they entered the room. Taehyung walked through the room effortlessly, carrying Jungkook to a comfortable spot where they could both take a moment to rest.

Taehyung approached the bed and lowered Jungkook onto the edge of the bed. The vast bed was adorned with white and red flowers, their petals soft and inviting. Jungkook, her fingers releasing their grip on Taehyung's shirt, found herself sitting on the bed.

Taehyung went back to the door and locked it. The sound echoed softly in the room, drawing Jungkook's attention away from the flowers. Her gaze flickered nervously to the door, and then back to Taehyung.

Her mind raced with various thoughts. Some thoughts were capable of coating her cheeks red. Jungkook gulped and moved her gaze away from Taehyung.

Taehyung was unaffected by the romantic decorations that surrounded them. The flowers and soft lighting seemed to have little impact on him. Instead, he walked across the room and approached Jungkook, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on her lap.

Without hesitation, Taehyung kneeled before the younger and took Jungkook's foot in his hands gently. Younger widened her eyes to see Elder kneeling in front of her.

Jungkook attempted to halt Taehyung's movements. Her fingers, still gripping his shirt, tightened slightly, "Mr Kim, you don't have to..." she began, surprise and concern in her eyes.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook's glistening eyes, hands stopping for a moment. However, he ignored her attempt to stop him. Silently, he continued with his actions, despite her resistance.
he began to carefully remove the troublesome heels that had caused Jungkook so much discomfort throughout the day.

Jungkook pulled away her hands and allowed herself to relax into the softness of the bed. When Taehyung was loosening the straps of the heels, he noticed the visible strain on her feet. His fingers traced the delicate arches, the touch both gentle and attentive.

he questioned, "Why wear something that will hurt? It doesn't make sense. Shouldn't Comfort be the top priority? "

Jungkook replied with a soft smile, "It's not just about comfort, Mr. Kim. There are traditions and expectations to consider."

Taehyung being unfazed pressed on, "Traditions or not, it doesn't change the fact that it's impractical. Why endure pain for the sake of appearances?"

Jungkook tried to explain, "It's a sign of respect. Sometimes, we should prioritize traditions over our comfort."

Taehyung looked up, his blank gaze locked with starry one and responded with a hint of scepticism, "Respect is important, but it shouldn't come at the cost of your well-being. Practicality should be the priority."

The Elder maintained his usual air of cold reserve as he observed Jungkook with an unspoken intensity. The room was silent except for the soft rustling of the flowers on the bed. Jungkook's breath hitched slightly by Taehyung's words. Her gaze dropped to her lap, her fingers now still.

On the other hand, Taehyung moved with silent efficiency to prepare the small tub. He went to the bathroom and brought a small tub filled with lukewarm water.

His movements were slow, devoid of unnecessary gestures or expressions. Taehyung poured the magical ingredients into the tub, the glow of the magic casting shadows on his stoic face.

Jungkook sensed the rare side of his nature, and couldn't help but watch him with curiosity. It was a side of Taehyung she was still getting to know.

The glittering particles felt magical to jungkook.

With curious round-doe eyes, Jungkook asked, "Do you know magic, mister?"
"Yes," taehyung mumbled.

Jungkook fell into deep thinking.

So, Mr Kim knows magic? Isn't he a human? Then what creature is he— A witch? Vampire?

Taehyung looked at his wife who was zoned out.

"Dont run your brain. I'm not the one you are thinking," he said putting the tub beside jungkook's feet.
Jungkook flinched and looked at Taehyung and then at the shiny liquid.

Taehyung gestured to jungkook. His voice broke the silence, "Dip your feet in. It should help."

The younger acknowledged his gesture and complied. As she immersed her feet in the magical liquid, a subtle warmth enveloped her. The magical liquid seemed to work its wonders, easing the strain from the day. Her Bambi eyes were fascinated by the beautiful and sparkling liquid.

Taehyung couldn't deny the genuine concern that stirred within him as he watched his wife dip her feet into the magical liquid. His stoic expression softened for a moment, a subtle warmth flickering in his eyes.

"Is it helping?" the male inquired, his voice maintaining its typical calmness.

Jungkook felt the soothing effects of the magical concoction and nodded appreciatively, "Yes, it's surprisingly soothing."

Taehyung simply acknowledged her words with a nod. Jungkook continued to enjoy the magical foot soak and Taehyung observed her with a watchful eye. His focused gaze softened as he watched Jungkook in the intricate dress, slowly removing each piece of jewellery. His eyes traced every subtle movement, from the delicate slide of a bracelet to the careful unfastening of a necklace.

Without a word, Taehyung reached for a nearby towel and knelt beside Jungkook, his eyes focused on the task at hand. The black-haired male gently took one foot at a time and began to pat it dry with the towel.

Jungkook felt the tender care in his touch and watched him with a soft smile. The difference between Taehyung's stoic exterior and the gentle act always left her confused about the male.

As Taehyung completed the task, he looked up at Jungkook, a quiet question in his eyes. "Is that comfortable?"

Jungkook nodded with a grateful smile, "Yes, thank you. It feels much better now."

Taehyung, with a nod, folded the towel and set it aside.

"I'll be taking a shower. Keep soaking your feet until I come back," he said.

With that, the male began to unbutton his coat and remove it, revealing a crisp blue shirt beneath. The coat was now placed on the bed beside Jungkook.

Taehyung left the room to take a shower, Jungkook sat alone basking in the warmth of the magical liquid. She dipped her bare hands in the liquid and shuddered when she felt the warmness. Jungkook glanced at her husband's coat neatly folded on the bed. An impulse led her to reach for it and she delicately held it in her hands.

The fabric was cool to the touch and Jungkook couldn't help but feel a connection to the man she had married 24 hours ago. She ran her fingers over the smooth material.

Soon a subtle curiosity prompted her to bring it closer and she found herself inhaling the soothing scent of his cologne. The fragrance was a blend of rich cedar and smoky sandalwood, with a hint of leather. She could almost feel Taehyung's presence beside her.

Taehyung returned to the room after his shower. The sight that greeted him, however, was unexpected. Jungkook with her feet still soaking in the magical liquid had surrendered to exhaustion and the heavy wedding dress clung to her form as she slept on the bed.

He approached the bed with a quiet step careful not to disturb the sleeping beauty's peaceful slumber. He noticed that his coat messily draped over Jungkook's slumbering figure.

Her long lashes rested delicately on her soft baby cheeks. Stray strands of hair framed her face, creating a beautiful mess that only enhanced her ethereal beauty. Her cherry-red lips parted and snores escaped from them. And hands clutching the coat in a tight grip.

Taehyung kneeled beside the sleeping figure and carefully removed her feet from the magical liquid, ensuring not disturb her rest. He looked at the feet which showed no traces of red marks.

Taking a nearby towel, Taehyung began to dry Jungkook's feet with the same care he displayed earlier. The act, though simple, carried a quiet tenderness—a tenderness that surpassed the formalities of their arranged union.

Once her feet were dry, Taehyung tucked them under the blanket, ensuring his wife's comfort.

With a final glance at his sleeping wife, Taehyung moved away and went to another side of the bed and lay there.

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Mystic Forest

Deep within the heart of the Mystic Forest, where ancient trees stood like towering lookouts and the air was thick with enchantment, an eerie stillness hung in the darkness. The moon cast an ethereal glow, revealing the twisted vines that seemed to weave an unnatural tale.

Amidst the shadows, a figure emerged— Ash Jinn, a creature of ash and ancient magic. Its form, ethereal and ever-shifting, moved with a haunting fineness. The forest, sensing the arrival of this malevolent being, seemed to shudder in response.

At the heart of the darkened woods, a ritual ground, marked with ancient symbols with blazing fire and surrounded by twisted trees, awaited. The ash jinn approached the centre, and from the shadows, another figure emerged—Kang Yuna, Taehyung's ex-fiance, a woman with a soul entangled in bitterness and longing for power.

Yuna's eyes glowed with an unnatural hunger as she stepped into the moonlit clearing. The ash jinn and Yuna, their purposes aligned, shared a silent understanding as they prepared for a dark union that would unleash chaos upon Taehyung's life.

Jinn of shadows, ancient and keen,
hear my call in the forest unseen.
The ash that dances in the moon's pale gleam,
unlocks the door to the master's dream.

From the depths of the ashen abyss,
I summon thee, master of dark bliss.
Within the lamp, where shadows enthral,
break free and answer our relentless call."

As the chant reverberated, tendrils of shadow extended from the forest floor, intertwining with Yuna and the ash jinn.

A low, throaty chant originated from Yuna's lips, weaving into the ancient incantations whispered by the ash jinn. The air crackled with dark energy, and the forest seemed to respond, its rustling leaves echoing the impending malevolence.

Yuna, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling hunger, addressed the ash jinn, "I will offer my soul to the master jinn. Let this sacrifice be the key to Taehyung's destruction and the release of remarkable power."

The ash jinn, its form undulating with anticipation, nodded in sinister agreement, "Your soul shall become the bridge between this realm and the master jinn's prison. The deal is made, and the consequences are irreversible."

As the dark alliance unfolded, Yuna willingly extended her hands, palms upturned, towards the ash jinn.

Yuna, her voice carrying a mix of determination and desperation, spoke words that resonated with ancient magic, "Master jinn, I pledge my soul to your hostility. May my sacrifice be the catalyst for your release, and may your darkness consume the life of Taehyung."

The ash jinn positioned as the conduit between Yuna and the imprisoned master jinn, began a chant that echoed through the enchanted grove.

As the ritual concluded, Yuna's form underwent a ghastly transformation. Dark tendrils of energy snaked around her, intertwining with her very essence. Her eyes, once ablaze with determination, now reflected an unsettling emptiness as the master jinn's influence permeated her being.

Yuna, now a vessel for malevolence, turned to the ash jinn with an otherworldly aura surrounding her.

The ash jinn nodded in acknowledgement. The forest, a witness to the unholy pact, seemed to echo with a sinister resonance as the evil forces prepared to unleash their collective fury upon Taehyung's unsuspecting world.

"The time has come. Let Taehyung's life crumble before the might of the master jinn."

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