Chapter-07
First Night

"First step is always about treating her right."

Tears drip down your beautiful eyes to your smooth cheeks. Your parents continued whispering I love you's in your ear and you did the same. Yes, it was time for you to bid them a bye and part your ways. You love your parents a lot, as much as you love Jungkook.

In real life too

Your parents saw Taehyung standing by, waiting for you to complete. Understanding Taehyung, they tried breaking the hug but you didn't let them do so. "A-Appa, eo-eomma, I will m-miss you both.", you whispered and weeped together. "We will also miss you, dear.", your parents said.

You broke the hug and looked at your brother Jungkook, who was trying hard to not let a single tear escape his teary eyes. You picked up your heavy gown and walked towards him, "I will miss you a lot.", you said and hugged your brother tight. "Don't hurt yourself, okay?", you added. His strong arms wrapped around your torso and he pulled you tighter into the hug. A tear finally escaped his eyes, and he ended up sobbing. "I won't." He said and started weeping harder than you. It left you in amazement and sadness that how much he is going to miss you.

You and Jungkook, from the past two months, have been enjoying each other's company. Jungkook took you out for random sibling dates four times a week. He suprised you with many gifts. And what not. But now, you have to leave him, no more dates, no more surprises, no more gigles, just work. It really hurts you both.

"You are crying harder than m-me.", you said when you pulled out of the hug and looked at him. Everyone was in tears but ended up laughing at your statement. He shook his head. Cupping your cheeks, he pecked your forehead. You smiled at him with every step backwards, to the car.

He waved his hand at you and you did the same. "Goodbye." You said and they smiled at you, it was clear that none of them really wanted to bid you goodbye. You ended up rolling the windows up without a response to your goodbye.

"We may go now.", Taehyung said to your family and they nodded. You lowered your head just to hide your ruined make up. You felt him glancing at you and sighing. But you didn't dare to look up. He handed you his own handkerchief. You politely took it and soaked it with your tears.
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It was not a long drive, just an hour it was. You had your face covered with the veil so that no one passing by sees your face and horrifies while you look outside.

The black mercedes stopped in front of an enormous mansion. You looked at it, it was a huge mansion with a modern exterior, it was pretty much white and black. The aesthetics of the mansion didn't mind you at all. Because they were dark. You are an artist, and every colour to you is important as usual.

You were preoccupied in analyzing the surroundings that you didn't notice your husband is already out, opened the door wide for you to step out. Once your eyes averted beside you, you flinched. He was leaning down to your level and smiling at you. "S-Sorry.", you said. "It is okay."

He forwarded his palm, and the other hand rested at the top frame of the car so you won't bump in it when you step out. Your heart smiled and you gripped on his hand, rising out of the car. "Thank you." "No need." He said and left your hand. He proceeded to walk into the mansion while you struggled to handle your long heavy gown with the shoebite hurting you a lot.

He turned around to look at you. You were removing your heels with the gown not letting you see your own feet. "The gown seems to be too heavy to handle." You loked at him. At first you thought he is mocking you but the genuine smile on his scarlet lips changed your thoughts. You nodded at him and averted your gaze back at your feet, struggling to undo your strap heels.

You looked above you when you saw his shoes, "May I help you?" "Yes, please help me remove my heels." You said. You did not want him to touch your feet but you had no other options anyways. He gestured for you to stand straight and you did. He helped you remove your heels while you tucked up your gown so that he could see your feet.

Once he was done removing your heels, he stood straight in front of you with his palms raised at you. He picked up your shiny white heels and handed them to you. After that, he wrapped an arm around your torso and the other under your knees, he carried you up.

"Is it okay if I carry you in?" He asked while moving forward with you in his arms as if you are a baby. You were feeling so weird to be carried by someone. Because there is no way anyone carries you like this except your father, that too in your childhood. You felt a little bit ashamed of yourself but after half of a minute, you thought what is so embarrassing about it. He is your husband and he can carry you.

You can satisfy your mind with these words but not your heart. Your heart just beated a little faster and you ended up blushing for such a small thing.

After walking peacefully to the bedroom, he placed you down on the bed. You let out a sigh in relief. But you had to breathe the air in again, as he leaned down to your level, too close to your face. "Looks like you are very shy. You blush on things that aren't really flustering. It's okay. It will be your habit now. 'Cause I'm way too flirty." Of course, he was just playing with you.

But you being you, the dumbo, had to take the words seriosuly. You pursued your lips together, a better colour of blush crept to your cheeks.

"As I said, you are too shy." He shook his head with a smile and proceeded to back off. "It is our room. You can change anything you want in this room or the mansion. I heard you are an artist, then for sure you would have a good taste in colours." He said and started walking away.

You watched him stroll away from you. But soon, he stopped and turned to you. "And I know you cannot walk with those shoe bites, so you can remove your gown over here. I won't mind.", he winked at you. And of course, his playful and flirty self made you flustered.

"I can walk." "Yes, you can walk. But maybe, not tomorrow.", he sneers at you. And as expected, your heart fluttered. "No need." Your eyes grew wide, and you ran towards the small suitcase you brought with yourself.

You rambled your hands in the suitcase and finally, you found a comfy pair of pajamas for yourself. You raised up from the floor and started darting off to the door you assumed is the washroom. No doubt you stumbled while running but no worries. After all, the gown was too fluffy, if you would have fallen, the gown would have saved you from any cry.

"She didn't have to run like that. Is it fine if I flirt with her? I mean, is she uncomfortable? But yes, I enjoy watching her turn red." He smiled with a chuckle escaping his mouth.

Y/N's P.O.V.

Turning on the shower, I soak myself with the warm water. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth. The sudden chills ran down my body.

Oh god. My man is a whole damn flirt.

The way he flirted with me just now is not getting out of my mind. I hate it how I turn red so easily. His dominant aura just drives me crazy. The way he looks into my eyes just makes me weak. His hoarse voice sends shivers down my spine.

How may I face a man daily, who knows how to flirt well, who has dominance even in his existence, whose voice makes me intimidated?

Nevertheless, I am so nervous, just to face him. How am I going to spend my life with him?

TAEHYUNG'S POV

Hanging up the call, I kept my phone back into my pocket. I turned around, and heard the door screech open. There she is, walking in the room, with her damp hair, that just drives me crazy. She was ignoring me, and no, I couldn't digest it.

I took big steps towards her figure, and she stopped walking. As if she saw something horrifying. I stood in front of her. The smirk on my face was visible for sure. Yes, I loved it how her cheeks turned red.

I decided to play with her. I moved my leg forward, stepping closer to her. She looked at me, in the eyes, and as I could see, she was tensed. About what? She was all fine before she went for a shower. But as if I stopped. I stepped so close that her back collided with the huge shelf behind her.

I leaned towards her, placing my palms beside her, on the shelf. "Hey, what happened? What's with the blushing? I didn't even touch you. Don't you think I am trying to do something nasty, I am too innocent for that. I was here to take my robe from the shelf at your back."

I had to bite off my laugh after watching the colours of her face fade away. This girl really has a dirty mind, but is very innocent from her face.

"So Jagiya, will you please get aside?", I smiled at her, not daring to break the eye contact. She looked away and moved out of my view. I smirked.

Third Person's POV

After brushing your wet hair, you looked forward to unpack your small suitcase. Most of your stuff was already arranged here but still you had those two three things like brush, cosmetics and a pair of pajamas with you to take here. So you had to take a suitcase with you.

You were in a corner, crouching down, and unpacking the suitcase. It took you a minute to realise the washroom door is open and he is out. You continued with your work until you notice his tall figure standing beside you. You averted your gaze up at him, there he stands, with his arms crossed against his chest.

You glanced over to his clothes, just a bathrobe wrapped around him. "Please wear your clothes.", you said. "Didn't you get something to call me?", he asked. "Taehyung." You rolled your eyes. "When are you going to sleep?", he asked. "It will take some time.", you said and averted your gaze back at the clothes you had on the floor.

"Fifteen minutes, just fifteen minutes.", you said. "You can do it tomorrow. Let's sleep now." He walked behind you and wrapped his arms around you. A gasp escaped your mouth when you felt yourself in the air. He carried you to the bed, placing you down afterwards. Your back was damp just because of his chest.

You watched him walk towards the other side of the room and open the glass shelf. He picked out his shirt, not before glancing at you. He removed the sleeves of his rob and slipped into his shirt. You didn't know why you stared at him doing so but you were.

"What? Gonna watch me wear my lower?" You looked away when he snapped you out of your own world. Walking back to the clothes you had on the floor, you started setting them perfectly.

"You are stubborn, aren't you?", he grunted in anger. "At least, let me do my work." You rolled your eyes at him. He sighed and strolled over to the bed, plopping on it. "I will sleep now. If you want I can sleep in the other bedroom.", you heard him saying.

"Other bedroom?", you frowned. "Yes, because you look so uncomfortable to sleep with me.", he said. "I am not.", you said. "I didn't mean that way. I was just unpacking my stuff.", you defended after turning to him.

"It's okay. I know it's an arranged marriage. I shouldn't expect much.", he said. It left you in a dilemma, what made him think it this way? You didn't even say something too hurtful. You sighed, before walking over to the bed, to him.

"Go unpack your stuff. Don't waste time over here.", he said when he saw you standing beside him. "Where should I keep my stuff?" You asked him. "Probably on my head." You sighed. No ways he is going to stop playing around with you like that. You looked around, your eyes landed at the empty shelf at your right. You walked over to it.

"Her husband is upset and she busy with her works." Taehyung scoffed. You turned to him once you were done with your work. You walked to the bed and plopped beside him. He shifted a little away from you, and turned his back to you.

It confused you. "Is he mad at me? But for what?", you asked to yourself in between your whispers. "Why are you mad at me?", you asked him. "I am not!" His words flashed clear irritation. "What do you want?" You asked him, offended by the way he just spoke to you.

"I guess I want a good night." He franked out. You just sighed, and decided not to fight on the very first night.
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"Please don't go!", you shouted at Taehyung who was not stopping at all. "What do you want?!", Taehyung was annoyed, you and him have been fighting from the last fifteen minutes, yet, you both weren't over.

"Get a side." He tried getting his hand out of your grasp but you clenched onto it tighter. "Don't you think you are overreacting?", you asked him. "Oh really? Now I AM overREACTING?" You nodded at his words. "Who is trying to win over me with pecks?" A little tint of blush crept to your cheeks. Yes, you were trying to win over him with pecks on his lips. You are a bit dimb but yes, you are a sly fox too.

"Now if you did it again, I will definitely do something you wouldn't have expected." He shoved his index finger up at you. But you being you, loving to play with fire, you pecked his lips again. Frustration built into him, he grabbed your arms and pulled you towards him.

He cupped your cheeks and smashed his lips onto yours. You stood astonished at the sudden response of him. Your hands rested still on his chest while he kissed you on your lips. He started moving his lips on yours.

But that kiss didn't lasted more than 5 seconds, he pulled out. You stared at his face with your eyes looking directly into his and your jaw hung low.

"Don't do that again or I will kiss you harder. And our first night is still left." You hung your head low in embarrassment while he dragged you towards the bed. He pushed you onto the soft mattress. You dig in the mattress when he climbs onto you.

"Now sleep peacefully and let me do the same." With that, he rolled onto the other side.

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Pretty long chapter, that is why it took me a long time to edit it. Btw, it was the first chapter where I left an author's note at the end. But now I leave these notes in every chapter.

Also, this chapter was so cringe. I managed to make it a little less cringey. Sorry, i am single and it all feels cringey to me.

Anyways, I love you, I purple you and also, thank you for reading! 💜