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⚠️Trigger warning!

Smut/fluff 😉

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Home again...

I arrived back home around eleven o'clock that night. Jin oppa had insisted on walking me into my flat and he briefly kissed me goodnight in my kitchen, before heading home himself. He looked sad to leave, but it was getting late and he needed to get an early start with a client tomorrow.
As he got to the door however, I caught his hand on impulse, and pulled him in for a hug. Oppa looked surprised for a second, but he quickly recovered and bent down to kiss me again before actually leaving.

After Jin oppa had left, I showered, changed into comfortable pyjamas and hopped onto my bed, too exhausted to follow my usual beauty regime.
I then decided to post a picture of Jin and me instead.

It's not like many people would see... just the boys... I think to myself.

When it came to sharing my life, I am a very private person and I didn't allow everyone to view my posts on the text message service I used.
Within minutes, I noticed that Jin oppa, Jungkook and Jimin had viewed my status.

Jin oppa responded to my post with a purple heart. He said it meant that his love for me is everlasting, just like the last colour of the rainbow.

Jimin also responded to my post. I noticed that he dived straight to the point:

Jimin: Ommo! You guys look so precious together! I wish we could all take a picture together.
Jimin: Haneul I miss you! I can't wait for my turn to see you!

Haneul: Yes! We definitely should!
Haneul: I miss you too Chimmy.

Haneul: Happy birthday Jimin. I'm sorry I couldn't spend the day with you 🎂 💜

Jimin: Really?
Jimin: Is it true that Jin hyung proposed to you?
Jimin: Am I even allowed to ask you?
Jimin: Thank you Jagiya 😘 it's okay. You can make it up to me 😉

Haneul: Yes I really miss you.
Haneul: LOL
Haneul: Yes you're allowed to ask.
Haneul: Yes he did. I appreciate his efforts.
Haneul: I'll talk to you tomorrow okay?
Haneul: I'll phone you.
Haneul: Goodnight chimmy xx

Unread:

Jimin: Goodnight Haneul. I love you. Sleep well. ⭐

I dozed off before I received his last message.

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The next morning - October 14th

I awoke the next morning to find the last text message that Jimin had sent me the night before.

I blushed for what I think might be the hundredth time and decided to phone him to say it back. But then I decide against it, thinking that it wouldn't be fair to the others.
I'll tell him in person, when it is his turn to spend time with me.

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07h00 - In my room - October 14

I stayed in bed, enjoying my sleep on this lovely public holiday.
Stretching like a cat I recalled the message I read on my work group chat at 06h00 when my alarm had rang, disturbing my precious sleep.

My dearest boss, Seojin, had happily given everyone the day off.

He was such a weirdo - but to his credit, that was why his café was the best! It was lucky I got a job there, as he received millions of resumés annually and rarely picked more than ten staff for any given shift.
He believed in a laissez-faire management style and often had shorter shifts for the staff since most of his staff were students.

I curled into a ball and sighed happily into my pillow, happy I am able to sleep on.

However, a minute later, I felt like I wanted to commit murder when my phone began to ring.

It was from an unknown number. I sighed deeply and answered the call:

Haneul: "Yeoboseyo?"

+8282 4321 777: "Haneul? How are you?" A deep, sexy voice greeted me.

His voice sounded mature with a hint of excitement.

Haneul: "Who is this?" I groaned into the phone.

+8282 4321 777: "Oh... uh... It's Yoongi." He said, sounding a little down when I didn't recognize his voice instantly.
Yoongi: "I'm really sorry, I thought I sent you a message earlier?" He asked, trying to cover up his disappointment.

He is so cute! Omg!

Haneul: "Oppa! It's alright. How are you?" I exclaimed, sitting up in bed, unconsciously trying to fix my hair.

Yoongi had spoken to me until I eventually decided to waltz into the bathroom to freshen up, finally rising from my comfortable bed to get ready to see him.
His voice did something to me. I felt fuzzy. But at the same time, I wanted to kiss him and more. I couldn't quite put my finger on the exact emotion I felt around him. I just knew that he is certainly very special to me.

And he would be at my flat in an hour!

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08h00 - Yoongi arrived at my flat.

I heard a polite knock and opened the door to find a huge bouquet of red roses blocking a man's face.

"Surprise! Hi Haneul!" Yoongi smiled warmly as he peeked from behind the bouquet when I opened the door to greet him.

"Oh Yoongi, they're beautiful! Thank you." I thanked Yoongi for the flowers, accepting it from him as he walked into my tiny, humble, flat.

"I had a feeling you would like the red roses more compared to the yellow ones, so I got you some." He said to me with a wink and a sexy smile on his face. But I could tell that he too was a little nervous.

"You didn't have to Yoongi... Oppa." I said as I looked up at him. My hands were around him as I hugged him. I looked into his eyes studying him. It took every effort in my not to press my nose to his chest. Because Yoongi oppa smelled so good!
Yoongi oppa definitely liked that I called him "oppa" because he hugged me back, and had this goofy smile on his face for a while.

"Thank you! I appreciate it." I smiled up at him, resting my chin on his chest. He relaxed at that. His shoulders dropped in relief and his arms wrapped around me a little more.

Although, in the process of relaxing into the hug, Yoongi had forgotten that he was still holding a brown paper bag full of groceries in his left hand. He hastily placed it on the kitchen table. We walked into the dining area of the kitchen and oppa looked around, probably analysing the place.

Yoongi looked a little nervous.

"Haneul... I- " He stopped. Took a deep breath in and looked up at me smiling.
"Haneul, I brought some things to cook with you. Just a few favourites." Oppa said with a more confident grin now.

But something in his eyes made me wonder just what he was going to say before the grocery announcement.

Was he going to tell me he didn't see me as a girlfriend or fiancée? Does he love someone else?

I slowly started to panic.

"What are you thinking about so deeply Jagiya?" He snuck up behind me to wrap his arms around me.

'Scratch that... Yoongi oppa clearly likes me.' I smiled to myself happily.

I was just being silly.

"Hmmm... let's see what's in here, shall we..." I teased, both enjoying his arms around me and also too curious to see what's in the bag. I decided that having a look wouldn't hurt as I unpacked the groceries Yoongi oppa had bought to cook with. I didn't want him to think I doubted him.

It's just... He's so handsome.

No... He's gorgeous and cat-like. Who wouldn't want him?

Even the other six fiances of mine, they're all a good combination of sexy and handsome. Do you blame me for wondering if there were women out there, eyeing my men?

But I think I'll be fine... Seokjin oppa had made it clear to me that he loves me. Maybe it's too early to actually call it love. But we share a bond. Perhaps... After more time with Yoongi, and the other fiances of mine, I should be more confident as their wife?

I shook off these deep and crazy thoughts as I sorted through the food items Yoongi had bought for us to have.

"Kimchi, ramen noodles, vegetables and meat!" I looked up at him grinning, and I was definitely impressed.
"Thank you!" I smiled at him and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
I meant to aim for his cheek. But I guess his lips got in the way...

Oh well... I guess the Gods willed it...

It was so tempting to initiate a real kiss... But it wasn't right just yet. I stopped myself just before our lips parted for a kiss.

I wanted to sit with him and talk, actually getting to know him, before I kissed him. Our lips brushed against each other briefly and I pulled myself back. My body was on high altert.

I was conscious of every movement he made, conscious of his fingers brushing my arm.

"So- sorry..." I nervously stammered, unsure of what to say.

Yoongi was taken aback at first but recovered quickly and caught me by my wrist as I turned away to attend to breakfast. He instinctively pulled me closer to him, taking hold of my waist in one arm and holding my face with his other hand.
He studied my face, my eyes and my lips for a few seconds before bending forwards to kiss me properly.

I felt his warm lips first brush against mine, before he pushed forwards more possessively, kissing me with purpose.

He was firm, but delicate. Purposeful and yet, playful.

I felt my heart begin to race uncontrollably in my chest. And I felt his heart was racing too. I had my hands pressed against his chest as he took my by surprise when he pulled me in for a kiss.

"Hmmmm... now that's how you kiss your finance, Haneul." Yoongi whispered to me, grinning serenely as his lips gently left mine.

"W- we- well I intended it as a sweet thank you, but you're the one who got ideas here mister!" I stammered nervously but play-poked his abdomen to cover up my nerves. Yoongi took this in stride, acting as if he was really hurt.
"Ouch... She's poking me now..." He complained cutely, looking up at the ceiling.

"Hahaha, so funny." I mimicked him, sticking my tongue out at him and then I kissed him again, unable to resist him.

Yoongi pulled me closer, running his fingers in my hair as he deepened the kiss. It should feel weird kissing him after I kissed Jin. But, instead of that, I began to feel more like myself again.
Kissing him felt more natural than breathing in air.

'How was I living without him for so long?'

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A while after, in the kitchen:

Yoongi had insisted on preparing all the ingredients and he said that I should not worry about assisting him as he wanted to cook for me.

He was making his famous kimchi soup with a host of other side dishes including fried chicken, and savoury pancakes.

'I was in heaven... I am sure of it.

He is sexy, and he cooks! And he's mine!'

He made quick work with the chopping and frying. I was very impressed. This man cooked better than me and he had the confidence of a professional chef in the kitchen. (Sorry Ramsey but my fiance cooks better than you do.)

I felt a little jealous watching him work that knife across the choosing board - but we made a great team in the kitchen.

"What is it?" Oppa had asked me emphatically, his eyes widening in surprise as if he suspected a stray sliver of onion was hanging from his hair.

His cheeks grown redder than the tomato he was busy chopping. He had caught me gawking at him wide-eyed and jaw dropped.

"Haneul... you're going to drool all over the garlic and onion
at this rate Jagiya. Yes, I'm yours, you can kiss me all you want later." He smirked cheekily at me.

Just then I caught myself as I realised I was indeed staring at him, half wanting to kiss him, half fantasizing what it would be like to be married to him, to have his children and to cook with him, among other things.

My mind wandered a little to the other things he could do in the kitchen.

'Omg. When did I get so dirty minded?!'

Jin has already stirred things I never thought existed in me!

"Oh, I'm sorry!" I apologised and moved away from the wooden chopping board and decided to help him fry the chicken.

When Yoongi saw what I was doing, he lifted me up, ignoring my protests and sat me down on the kitchen table away from the chopped vegetables.

"You, my future wife, will behave yourself and sit here." He said to me, then kissed my forehead sweetly, and gave me a piece of carrot to chew on, then he continued with his cooking.

"I can cook, you know. I'm 21!"
In defiance I hopped off the table and walked over to the small refrigerator to get myself something cold to drink.

"D'you want a glass of orange juice?" I asked Mr. Sexy innocently.

Yoongi chuckled a little at my defiance.

"Yes please Haneul. And... I'll also have another hug." And with that he hugged me from behind as I closed the fridge door.

Yoongi turned me around in his arms so that I was facing him, then he gently lifted the juice carton out of my hand and placed it on the counter top adjacent to us.

He pulled me towards him, and wrapped his arms around me as he placed kisses on my face as if his life depended on it.

Slowly, I felt his hands slide from my waist, up my back as he pressed me closer and closer to him. I could feel him smiling as he kissed my lips.

It felt good to kiss him, and to be loved by him.

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Still in the kitchen

After a few minutes of trying to coax him to eat the delicious foods he had prepared for us, I finally succeed.

Yoongi was too distracted with kissing me, to be bothered about eating.
He had sat on a chair at the kitchen table, pulling me to sit on his lap and held on to my waist, not letting go; all the while, he kept kissing my lips, and playing with my hair as we both talked about life.

This was a teensy problem for me as I love food so much! But I also enjoyed the loving touch of my fiance and I didn't want to scold him. He's just so precious.

I finally took a bite of the now luke-warm food and reacted to its taste.

"This is the best kimchi I've ever had." I hummed in happiness through a mouthful, unable to help myself.

Yoongi oppa chuckled and preened inwardly as he chewed on the spoonful I gave him to try.

"I'm glad you like it baby."
I blushed at his use of English. It was even more attractive when he had spoken in English (and I felt myself melting away slowly).

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After lunch I decided to wash up, but once again, Yoongi took advantage of his height, and hugged me from behind. He lifted me up, only to put me down on the kitchen table once again.

Being the rebel that I truly am, I scurried off to my room and returned with my cellphone within minutes. I clicked a few candid pictures of him before he noticed. And when Yoongi did, he chased after me with a damp dish towel, chuckling at my cheekiness.

He finally caught me and we both fell on the sofa in the living room, laughing.

Yoongi took out his phone and shifted much closer to me for a few selcas (selfies). I admired his smile, loving how free he was with me.
So when he looked at me, hoping to click a picture of us looking at each other, I couldn't help but kiss his cheek for one of the pictures and that was enough to grab his attention away from taking pictures.

Yoongi looked away from his screen, an eyebrow raised at me sexily.

"Oh... So you want some attention dearest fiancée? Okay! I don't mind holding you instead."

Before I knew it, the two of us were kissing again. Yoongi had me pressed into the sofa, his arms wrapped around me, as he kissed my lips, and then slid his tongue over my lips, teasing me.

I was undone.

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"Yoongi" I said his name against his lips.
"Hmmm?" He responded with a hum. I felt a tingle down my spine at the vibration and giggled as I pulled back from the kiss to look him in his eyes.

"Do you want to watch a movie?"

The two of us had spent the better half of the afternoon making out in my tiny living room. Somehow, his arms were wrapped around me and my legs were mysteriously tangled around his.

"No, not now. Just a few more minutes like this. Please?" Yoongi pouted at me, holding on to me as he sat upright and then cuddled me close again.

His head rested on my chest, his eyes closed. It was adorable. I fell in love with him all over again.

'Wait... When did I fall in love with him first?'

"Oppa, at the restaurant... Uh- never mind..." I begin and then decide against it.

Yoongi looked at me in the eyes, his brown ones searching mine for a hint of what I was about to say.

"Yes, Jagiya?"

"It's okay..." I said, putting my head on his chest now and then I closed my eyes.

"It's nothing too serious Yoongi oppa. I just love how this is, I love this moment here with you. I love you." I explained, my eyes opening as I realized what I'd just confessed to him.

Yoongi was a little surprised by my confession, but easily returned my feelings.

He hugged me even tighter and said: "I love you too Haneul, with all of my heart. Always."

He blinked twice (a cute habit of his I've noticed) then fished in his pockets for something.

Uh-oh....

"Oh, I forgot something else..." He grins at me sheepishly.

His cheeks were tinted a beautiful shade of crimson. And when he found what he was searching for, he pulled me to sit on his lap, his eyes quickly darting away - though I noticed him unconsciously lick his lips.

Yoongi took both my hands in his.

I looked at him in anticipation, my anxiety eating at me despite my brain telling me to relax because I'm with Yoongi, my fiance. I already had an idea what this is about. But I decided to give him time to do what he wanted to.

It was decided that each of the seven men I would be marrying, will propose to me in their own special way when they felt most comfortable, even if it were after their date with me.

"Haneul, we may have been paired off by Halmoni, but, I have always secretly loved you. You probably never noticed as you were closer to Jimin and Taehyung in school. After all, I am much older and finished school much earlier than you. But I have been waiting for this chance for most of my life and now that we're here, I can't begin to express how I feel... I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Haneul. Even if it weren't for the inheritance. Even if it were just me and you. I love you Jagiya. I love you so much. Will you marry me Kim Haneul?"

He pulled out a beautiful gold princess cut ring with a diamond set in the centre. I noticed the ring had both his and my initials engraved on the inside of the design as he held it out to me, waiting for my answer anxiously.

"Yes Yoongi, I will marry you. I want to spend my life with you too. I love you with my whole being, Min Yoongi. Yes, I know I'm marrying your cousins as well. But there's something in me that loves each of you equally. Yet uniquely. I..."

But Yoongi couldn't seem to wait anymore, and put the ring on my left ring finger. His eyes began to tear up as he looked at me and I realised that so were mine.
The ring looked beautiful on my finger.

(Jin's ring was kept in its box in my bedroom, safe and sound.)

Yoongi admired the ring on my finger for a while, then kissed me with more meaning than he had earlier.

I didn't think this was possible until now.

I teared up even more at the emotions coursing through my veins and noticed that he was crying too.

I guess we both felt this deep connection between us.

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After what felt like an hour or so, we pulled apart from our intimate hug. Yoongi and I pulled away from each other completely, the kiss we were sharing was special.

He pressed his forehead to mine, smiling as he gasped for breath just like I was after kissing non stop for such a long time. We grinned happily at each other, knowing that the other felt the same.

Yoongi had taken his time to kiss me. He kissed my face, my neck, my jaw... Tracing the crook of my neck with his lips and then his tongue.

I felt him close his mouth over my bare skin, a sharp tingling sensation followed.

He did this a few times on either side of my neck, running his hands up and down my sides as I moaned, trying not to cry out loud in delight at the tickling sensation his actions left.

Inspecting my neck after a while, Yoongi nodded to himself, satisfied for some reason, smiling at me as if I was meant to be in on the secret.

Then, he grabbed the remote from the table in front of us and switched on the television in front of us, handing me the remote to select a movie of my choice on 'Flix.

"You pick Jagiya. I'll watch anything you want." He said, nuzzling my neck with his nose.

"Even if I want to watch The Beauty and the Beast?" I joked, knowing he couldn't possibly like Disney as much as I do.

"Yes Haneul, even if it's The Beauty and the Beast... Because I know you're my Belle" Yoongi said smoothly, winking at me, then he kissed my cheek.

I wrapped my arms around him and placed my head on his chest once more as we watched. Yoongi smiled to himself serenely and hugged me closer, occasionally kissing the top of my head or the side of my temple as we watched the live action movie.

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Yoongi's POV

I rose from my sleep to find Haneul was curled into a ball against my chest like a cat. I couldn't help but chuckle, she was so cute. I tried to wake her so that I could take her to her bedroom but she slept on.

"Haneul. Baby, wake up. You can't possibly sleep on the sofa. I won't have it. Come now Haneul."

"Aniyo... Oppa... let me sleep in your warm arms. It's nice here." she purred and stretched her body out like a feline, unknowingly rubbing herself against me, waking up parts of me that I didn't need to wake right now.

I stiffened slightly, but then decided that it was best to scoop her up and place her on her bed. I did this and then quickly walked back to her living room with a spare blanket that I had found in her room, curling up myself under the warm blanket on the sofa.

It was now 00:00 according to the digital clock in the living room.
Haneul had nodded sleepily when I told her that I'd be staying till the morning just to make sure that she's safe.

I didn't want to leave Haneul alone just yet. Something bugged me. I knew that if I left now, it wouldn't be safe for her.

People were watching all eight of us more closely now; and word would have definitely gotten out to the people I've been trying to avoid by now.

After all, I am an attorney and I had specialized in criminology - a decision I am now thankful I picked.

Something wasn't right about Haneul's behaviour. She kept getting headaches, though she brushed it off when I tried asking her earlier.

She also didn't remember certain things I asked her.

About six months ago I discovered a few newspaper clippings taken from articles regarding Haneul's family as well as my family. It was kept in a box in my parents' attic, which I discovered by accident while I helped my father 'spring clean' the house.

My father told me the truth about the will Haneul's grandmother had left, along with the conditions that needed to be fulfilled, including the marriage I had to be a part of.

There were some other things that the elders had hushed up before, which my father had shed some light on now, giving me a few leads on the people that were trying to destroy my fiancée's family. I then decided to dig a little deeper on my own; because I knew this would affect my future wife.

I didn't dare share this bit of information with the others for their own safety. And proof why I should not tell them had presented itself on the day we met Haneul again. My sources got back to me with intel that had shaken me to my core.

It was then I decided that henceforth, Haneul's safety is my number one priority. Though I had my suspicions all those years ago, the articles and my Appa's confession had joined the remaining dots for me.

I had casually asked Jin hyung his plans for his first date and coerced my hyung to change plans from going out to the mall with Haneul, to a settle for a quiet day out at a location which I had already prearranged security for.

Hyung, who already knew what was going on with Haneul's past, especially since he was there when our hearts were crushed, had agreed without a second's thought, trusting me as he always did.

Jin hyung had decided on a picnic and I agreed as we had plenty of security at that point.
After all, the land belonged to me, it was on the outskirts of my family's estate.

I had just left the site when Jin hyung had brought Haneul there, blind folded to surprise her with the picnic that Jungkook and I had set up for Jin hyung and Haneul. Jungkook left a quarter of an hour earlier to avoid bumping into hyung and Haneul as they entered the clearing.

Jin hyung had selected the wine and cooked all the meals himself. He instructed Jungkook and I only on how to place the things he brought to us, and specified where he wanted each item.

Jin hyung was excited to show his creative side and was grateful that I had suggested an out of the box idea instead.

So, together, the two of us had made quick work of setting up as per Jin hyung's directions. We added the final touches as Jin hyung instructed before leaving to pick Haneul up - disappearing as soon as he returned with Haneul.

Jungkook and I were both happy that hyung's date had gone well. And according to Joonie and Tae, Jin hyung couldn't wipe the smile off his face ever since he got home yesterday. I made sure to check up on him.

We were dealing with something very serious here. My family and my fiancée needed to be safe.

As soon as Jungkook and I had organized the picnic as instructed, I immediately got my best contacts to watch over Haneul's flat and to also watch over my other cousins as well.
Meanwhile, Jungkook had gone back to the office, despite all of our vigilante work, we also had a lot of client cases to solve.

I also needed Jungkook at the office to oversee the suspects within our own walls.

While I waited in the clearing of the forest to personally oversee the security arrangements for Haneul and Jin hyung, though I had hid the entire time; trying not to pry on what Haneul and Jin hyung were saying or doing.

After all, Haneul's safety came first.

I had enough time to deal with my own feelings later.

This was beginning to get more complicated than I'd originally imagined.

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A/n: Halmoni certainly has more secrets than anyone else!

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