The Kim Mansion lawn had never looked this magical. Rows of fairy lights draped from palm trees, glimmering like a thousand tiny stars, while rose petals floated lazily over a marble fountain in the center. A live band tuned their instruments near the stage, filling the air with soft melodies.

Every corner shimmered in gold and ivory. Waiters hurried about with trays of champagne, while the guests murmured with excitement — the new Mr. and Mrs. Min were about to make their grand entrance.

Tae adjusted the folds of her champagne-colored lehenga, the crystal work catching every ray of light. She looked ethereal, like a painting brought to life. Beside her, kookie, dressed in a black suit with a silk tie, couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Jungkook (low): baby, stop moving. You’re making it very hard to pretend I’m not staring..... Don't make it hard for me to control myself..... You're seducing me jan

Tae: [rolling her eyes] You’re not even pretending..... Stop it and behave.....

Jungkook: [leans closer] Why would I.... When you're mine.....

Tae: Kookie.... Stop.... Koi sunn lega.....

Jungkook: [grinning] sunne do...... I don't care..... Logo ko pta hona chahiye na baby.... That we both belong to each other...

Before she could retort, the lights dimmed. A spotlight hit the staircase.

Host: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our newlyweds — Mr. and Mrs. Kim yoonmin.....

Jimin descended the stairs, arm linked with Suga, in a graceful silver saree that glittered like starlight. Suga, in his black velvet sherwani, looked calm yet proud. The crowd erupted into cheers. Jin’s eyes shimmered, and Nam’s lips curved into that proud dad smile.

Jin: [wiping a tear] meri bchchi kitni pyari lgrhi hai.....

Nam: [placing an arm around her] Our little co owner became a cutest bride. Time flies too fast.....

Jin: [soft laugh] At least she married someone who balances her madness.

Nam: [chuckling] Balances? Suga might need backup.

On the other side, J-Hope watched his son and daughter-in-law with quiet pride. The hard edges of the mafia king softened completely as he saw Jimin bowing to him respectfully before joining the stage.

Jhope (smiling): tumne mere ghr ko khushiyon se roshan krdiya.... Jimin-ah.

Jimin (gratefully): It already had love, dad. I just added some candles.

Suga squeezed her hand under the table as they sat.

Suga: [murmuring] You still steal the show everywhere you go.

Jimin: [teasing] Should I apologize or say thank you?

Suga: Say thank you. You’ll be doing it a lot tonight.

After the formal introductions, the atmosphere turned lighter. Music swelled, and couples started gathering on the dance floor.

Tae: [grinning at Jimin] bhai bhabhi jaaiye dance kriye....

Jimin: No, no, let others—

Suga: [standing up, offering his hand with a smirk] Come on, Mrs. Kim. Don’t make me dance alone.

The crowd cheered as they joined the floor, moving with quiet grace — suga’s hand firm around her waist, Jimin smiling softly, eyes locked on him.

Nam: [to Jin] They look perfect together.

Jin: They are. That’s what happens when two stubborn people find peace in each other.

Jhope: [with a laugh] I just hope they survive the afterparty.

As the song shifted to something upbeat, Tae and kookie found themselves pulled into a group dance. Tae twirled easily, her laughter ringing like wind chimes. kookie, on the other hand, looked like he wanted to fight every guy who even dared to hold her hand for a step.

Tae: [whispering mid-spin] Kookie, stop glaring! It’s just a dance.... Relax....

Jungkook: [low growl] He’s holding your hand for too long.....how dare he....

Tae: [laughs] It’s choreography!.... Calm down.... Relax.....

Jungkook: [smirks darkly] Then let me change the choreography....

He pulled her closer, hand slipping to her waist, moving her effortlessly with the music. Their steps fell into rhythm — not choreographed, but electric, real.

Tae (softly): Everyone’s watching… leave....

Jungkook (without blinking): Good. Let them see.... I don't care.... You're mine baby.

She blinked, her breath catching as he twirled her again, the lights glinting off his sharp features.

Jimin (from the side): ohh babu shona.... Control.... Don't forget its our reception and everyone is here watching us..... Yha please shuru mt ho....

Tae: [flustered] bhabhi.....

Jungkook: [grinning smugly] Blame the music, jiminsche.....

Suga: [deadpan] Sure. Blame the music, not your obsession.

Everyone laughed, the tension breaking into joy again.

Later, speeches began. Nam stood, glass in hand.

Nam: To my daughter Jimin and my new son suga — may your marriage be filled with patience, laughter, and mutual respect… mostly patience.

The crowd chuckled.

Jin: [interrupting with a grin ]And may suga survive Jimin’s cooking experiments.

Jimin: MOM!

Suga: [teasing] I already survived one. I’ll manage.

Jhope: [raising his glass next] And to both our families — may we always stay this loud and this happy. Because in this noise, there’s love.

Everyone clinked glasses, the band softly playing in the background.

As the evening deepened, fairy lights glowed warmer, and guests began leaving with content smiles. Yoonmin stood greeting the last few visitors while Tae slipped away to the garden, the hem of her lehenga brushing against the grass.

The night was quiet here, moonlight silvering the flowers. kookie followed a minute later, hands in pockets.

Jungkook: kaha chli.... Party chhod kr....??

Tae: [turning slightly] hawa khane.....

Jungkook: ohh mujhe lga tum mujhse bhag rhi ho.....

Tae: [smiling faintly] mai aapse kyu bhagungi....??

He walked closer till there was barely a breath between them.

Jungkook: Good. Because I was seconds away from losing my mind watching every guy look at you tonight.

Tae: [soft laugh] You’re impossible.

Jungkook: [serious now] No, just yours.

The music from inside drifted faintly through the night. She looked up at him, eyes reflecting the fairy lights.

Tae: aapko vha aise nhi bolna chahiye tha..

Jungkook: Why? Jo sch hai voh sch hai....

He reached out, brushing her hair from her face, fingers gentle.

Tae: [whispers] Kook…

Jungkook: Someday.....,soon.... we’ll stand like that — as bride and groom.

Tae: [smiling softly] Until then?

Jungkook: Until then, I’ll keep falling harder for you.

A pause — warm, still, perfect. Behind them, laughter echoed from the reception hall: Jimin’s giggle, suga’s dry comeback, Jin’s cheerful scolding, jhope’s booming laugh.

The world outside felt peaceful — like a fairytale ending that promised new beginnings.

Tae (softly): chlo ander chlte hai.... Isse pehle koi hmei dhubdhte hue yha hmei aise dekhle....

Jungkook: [grinning, offering his hand ] next time se saara dance sirf mere sath krogi.... Kisi aur ke sath nhi..... Because I hate seeing you with someone else......

Tae: [placing her hand in his] ok....

They walked back under the golden glow of the fairy lights, their shadows intertwined — the sound of family, love, and laughter wrapping around them like music that never stopped.

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