"Watch your tongue when you talk to my husband"
- a single sentence that echoes through the realms of duty, love, and power, leaving an indelible mark on the intricate dance of arranged matrimony. In this tale, Kim Taehyung's words carry the weight...
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The morning sun gradually bathed the room with its gentle rays, and Jungkook's world was slowly shaken from slumber.
Jungkook's inner pov :
Here we go again, he thought, another day, another fight against my mother's wake-up calls.
From outside the cocoon of his dreams, he heard his mother's insistent voice cutting through the morning haze.
Soemin's voice grew increasingly impatient, "Jean Jungkook, wake up!"
Jungkook mumbled, not quite ready to let go of the comfort of his bed, "Mom, let me sleep more. It's the weekend!"
Soemin, however, was determined to rouse her son from his slumber, "Jungkook, get ready. Help me in the kitchen. Guests will be arriving soon, and it's already evening. You're still in bed, Jungkook. Wake up!"
With a groan, Jungkook reluctantly dragged himself out of bed, quickly freshened up, and got dressed.
Jungkook's outfit :
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He had no idea that his mother had already completed her kitchen chores, and now she was waiting for the guests to arrive.
Soemin, with a mischievous glint in her eye, teased her son, "Oh, so now you've decided to grace us with your presence, my prince. I'm already done in the kitchen. You could've at least cleaned your room."
Jungkook tried to protest, "Mom, they won't be sitting in my room. Let it be."
Soemin, raising an eyebrow, couldn't help but push his buttons, "Oh, sure. You plan on conversing with your soon-to-be husband outside the house, then?"
At the mention of 'soon-to-be husband,' Jungkook's cheeks flushed red, and he hastily made his escape, running to his room to tidy it up.
Soemin couldn't help but chuckle at her son's shyness. "Such a shy boy," she mused, her heart filled with hope for the future she had envisioned for him.
Meanwhile In the luxurious surroundings of the Kim mansion, Taehyung's dedication to his work was evident as he had already been awake since 7 am. Work had always taken precedence in his life, and today was no exception.
As the day passed, Taehyung's mother, Suzume, was overflowing with excitement. Her son was finally going to meet his prospective husband. However, Taehyung seemed to have forgotten about the invitation amidst his work.
Suzume, eager to ensure her son was well-prepared for the meeting, entered Taehyung's room. Her voice laced with a mix of concern and impatience, she called out, "Taehyung! What's this? You should be getting ready."
