Chp 34- The wife he worships
Jungkook was busy working in the kitchen, Just then Jimin walked in quietly. Lost in her own thoughts, Jungkook kept washing the dishes with a soft smile lingering on her lips.
Suddenly, Jimin came from behind and placed a hand on her shoulder, making Jungkook flinch in fear. The plate slipped from her hands and clattered into the sink. She turned to look at Jimin, her heartbeat racing uncontrollably.
"Didi, you really scared me..."
Jimin gently rubbed her shoulder and asked softly,
"Are you okay? Did something happen?"
Jungkook quickly shook her head no, avoiding Jimin's gaze as she turned back to washing the dishes.
"No, Didi... n-nothing happened. A-and why are you here anyway? I told you not to come into the kitchen, didn't I? Won't you listen to your bhabhi now?"
Jungkook asked in a concerned yet slightly stern tone.
Jimin laughed lightly.
"So what if I came here? You were working alone, so I thought I'd help you. But tell me honestly... what's going on with you? You were standing here smiling to yourself, completely lost in your thoughts. Is it because of elder brother?"
The teasing immediately painted Jungkook's cheeks a deep shade of red. Embarrassed, she quickly stepped away and stood near the stove instead.
As she walked, the soft jingling of anklets echoed through the kitchen.
Jimin's eyes widened as she walked closer again.
"Anklets? Elder brother gave them to you, didn't he?d
"D-Didi, please don't tease me... I get shy" Jungkook mumbled, avoiding eye contact.
Jimin grinned mischievously.
"Now why would you feel shy around me? Come on, tell me... Elder brother gave them to you, right?d
"H-He did..." Jungkook admitted quietly, lowering her gaze with flushed cheeks.
"Aww... I'm really happy for you. So tell me, what else did he say? Did he... do anything else?"
Jungkook's eyes widened instantly, her face turning even redder.
"W-What are you saying, didi? H-he didn't do anything... He just bought these anklets for me... and helped me wear them himself" Jungkook replied quickly, her heartbeat growing faster with every word.
Jimin raised an eyebrow teasingly.
"Himself? He made you wear them with his own hands?"
Jungkook tightly clutched the edge of her saree pallu and shyly nodded yes while staring down at the floor.
Flashback
After breaking the hug, tae looked at kook who was busy admiring the anklets, his hand clutches tightly on the other box, he thinks in his mind. "Is it the right time to give her this, should I wait, what if she thinks I'm some kind of pervert, I don't want to make her uncomfortable"
Jungkook looks up and finds him lost in his thoughts, she waves her hand infront of his face, taehyung looks at her.
"Where were you lost ji?, didn't you bring anything for jiminie didi?" Jungkook asks softly.
Taehyung frowns as he looks at her and speaks
"Why would I bring anything for jimin?"
Taehyung asks confusedly
"Why?, she's pregnant, won't you gift anything to her" Jungkook replied casually
But the statement made taehyung's eyes wide, he was more happy than shocked.
"S..she's pregnant, my brother is going to be Appa?" Taehyung asks Jungkook, his heart does wonders at the information.
Jungkook nodded
"Yeah, didn't you know about it?, she's one month pregnant"
"No one even told me about it. If I had known earlier, I would've definitely brought a gift for Jimin" Taehyung said, sounding slightly disappointed.
Jungkook looked at him gently and tried to explain,
"Maybe because of the atmosphere in the house lately... no one really got the chance to tell you."
Taehyung sighed softly before speaking again,
"It's alright. I'll go tomorrow and buy something for her myself. Tell me, what should I get for her and the baby?"
A small smile appeared on Jungkook's lips as she looked at him.
"There's still time before the baby arrives. For now, just get something nice for Jimin didi and Yoongi bhaiya."
"I can buy something for Yoongi easily," Taehyung muttered, "but I honestly don't know what women like."
Jungkook let out a quiet laugh.
"Just pick anything pretty from the market. She'll love it."
Taehyung immediately shook his head.
"No. I'll only get confused. You're coming with me."
Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise.
"M-Me? With you? What if dadi says something?"
Taehyung's expression immediately turned cold and firm.
"So what if she does? Can't you go out with your own husband? I'm taking my wife with me, not some stranger woman. And even if dadi says anything... I'll handle it."
Jungkook looked down shyly before nodding softly.
"Alright... I'll come with you."
Just then, her eyes fell on another box lying inside the bag beside him.
Confused, she glanced back at Taehyung.
"What's in that box?"
Taehyung instantly hid the bag behind his back and shook his head awkwardly.
"T-There's nothing important in it. It's not for you. Now... give me those anklets for a second."
Without questioning him further, Jungkook quietly handed him the box in her hands. She watched silently as Taehyung opened it and carefully took out the silver anklets.
(A/n:- someone told me that in Hindu religion, women don't wear gold anklets because gold is considered as laxmi, so i have change6it to silver, is that fine?, I'm sorry i didn't know about it?????♀?)
"Give me your foot" he said, extending his hand toward her.
Jungkook hesitated nervously before slowly moving one foot forward. The moment Taehyung gently held her ankle, she gasped softly in shock and immediately pulled her foot back.
"J-Ji... what are you doing? Why are you touching my feet?"
Taehyung frowned slightly.
"Why did you pull away? Give me your foot properly."
Jungkook quickly shook her head.
"Don't you know husbands shouldn't touch their wives' feet? People don't consider it right... It feels wrong seeing you touch my feet like this."
Without another word, Taehyung gently grabbed her foot again and placed it over his lap. His voice turned calm, cold, and unwavering as he looked at her.
"I don't care what other men do with their wives. What matters to me is how I treat mine."
Jungkook fell silent, staring at him with trembling eyes while he carefully slipped the anklet around her ankle.
"I know most women see their husbands as gods. And I know you probably think the same way too. I won't stop you from believing that..."
His fingers slowly fastened the anklet into place before he looked up at her again.
"But tell me something... is my wife any less than a goddess?"
Jungkook's breath caught in her throat.
"For me, you are worth far more than any goddess. This relationship is built on equality. If you choose to treat me like your god..." he gently lifted her other foot into his lap and made her wear the second anklet himself... "then I'll spend my life worshipping my wife like a goddess too."
Flashback ends
Jungkook was shyly looking doing recalling her husband's word from last night in her mind, when jimin's nudges her shoulder
"Where are you lost little fairy?, tell me can i help you with something?"
Jungkook glares at jimin who was smiling sheepishly
"Didi, it would be a great favour if you just go into your room and take some rest"
"Arre... But nowadays all i do is rest, rest and rest, let me do some work too, for how many days are you planning to take all the chores burden on you, i know you're the eldest bahu of kim, but I'm your elder, and as your big sister, I'm ordering you to stop giving me commands to rest and give me some work to do" jimin gave a long as speech meanwhile Jungkook just stared at her helplessly
"Didi... Should I call eunchae and jihyo maa, or should i do better and call yoongi bhaiya here?" Jungkook said keeping her hands on her waist smirking lightly.
Jimin sighed as she whined and sat on the chair kept nearby
"Fine!!!... I won't do anything work, but let me just sit here and give you some company, or better, i can make some sherbet,.
.. For everyone, there's nothing harmless in this, I'll just sit here and add things in the water stir, and tada!
! It'll be ready, i won't hurt myself in this" jimin said excitedly trying to convince Jungkook he face palmed herself but at last she finally agreed.
Placing all the necessary ingredients to make a sherbet infront of jimin, Jungkook got back to her work, and meanwhile, jimin sat there giving her Company and as well as making sherbet for everyone.
Meanwhile with taehyung.
Because of an urgent matter, the employees of Kim Enterprises had no choice but to call Taehyung back to the office. It had only been one or two weeks since his marriage, and no one wanted to disturb him during that time unless it was absolutely necessary.
Taehyung was sitting inside his cabin, calmly going through a few documents, when suddenly the door opened and Minho stumbled in, barely managing to carry a mountain of files in his arms.
Struggling to balance them, he quickly placed the heavy stack onto Taehyung's desk.
Taehyung slowly looked up at him, then at the pile of files in front of him.
"What is all this?" he asked coldly. "And who allowed you to enter my cabin without permission?"
Minho immediately straightened up and bowed nervously.
"S-Sorry, sir... my hands were full with these files, so I couldn't knock."
Taehyung leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze fixed on him.
"You do have a voice, don't you?" he said in a stern tone. "Or did it not occur to you to use it?"
Minho instantly lowered his head again.
"I'm sorry, sir... it won't happen again."
Taehyung ignored the apology and glanced toward the files once more.
"What are they?"
"Sir, all of these need your signature. They contain the records from the past two weeks. I've already checked everything carefully, but please go through them once before signing," Minho explained hurriedly in one breath.
Taehyung gave a small nod.
"You may leave now."
The moment those words left Taehyung's mouth, Minho escaped the cabin as if his life depended on it.
The second he entered his own office, he began muttering dramatically to himself.
"What kind of man is he even made of? Every single time I see him, his anger and pride is sitting right on the tip of his nose. I seriously wonder how my sister survives living with him. What if she's already gone crazy by now? Maybe that's why she hasn't been calling me these days..."
Minho placed a hand over his chest and looked toward the ceiling dramatically.
"Oh God, please protect my sister from that silent demon. Honestly, he acts mute here at the office too. He barely talks to anyone, barely even looks at people. Is he the same at home? Wait... does he not even talk to my sister properly?"
He gasped loudly at his own thoughts.
"No no no... I need to ask her myself."
Minho suddenly froze, another thought hitting him.
"And how exactly am I supposed to ask this stone-hearted man for his sister's hand in marriage someday? What if he eats me alive before I can even confess?!"
He shook his head violently.
"Nope. Absolutely not. I refuse to die this early without getting married and having children first."
A moment later, his dramatic panic disappeared completely as a dreamy smile spread across his face.
"But seriously... when will I finally marry her? She's so beautiful." He sighed dramatically again. "Fine, she has the same scary temper as her brother... but she's still beautiful."
Minho grinned to himself proudly.
"And one day... she'll be mine anyway."
Minho was still sitting in his chair with a lovestruck smile on his face when suddenly the intercom on his desk rang loudly, making him jump in shock.
He quickly picked it up.
"H-Hello?"
Taehyung's cold voice echoed from the other side.
"Mr. Jeon"
Minho instantly sat straight.
"Yes, sir!"
"Did you finish daydreaming about your future marriage?"
Minho's soul practically left his body.
"H-Huh?!"
Inside his cabin,Taehyung calmly adjusted the papers in front of him.
"The walls in this office aren't soundproof" he said flatly. "Next time you decide to give a speech about my personality and your imaginary children, close your cabin door first."
Minho's eyes widened in horror.
"O-Oh no..."
"And another thing" Taehyung continued coldly, "if you call me a 'silent demon' one more time, I'll make sure your workload doubles."
Minho immediately stood up from his chair and bowed instinctively even though Taehyung couldn't see him.
"S-Sorry, sir! I didn't mean it like that!"
A few seconds of silence passed.
Then Taehyung spoke again.
"You said you want to ask for someone's hand in marriage?"
Minho froze.
"Yes... sir."
"Whose?"
Minho swallowed nervously.
"U-Uh..."
Taehyung's voice became sharper.
"You have five seconds before I personally come there."
Minho squeezed his eyes shut and blurted out everything at once.
"YOUR SISTER, SIR!"
Silence.
Complete silence.
Minho felt sweat rolling down his forehead.
Inside the cabin, Taehyung slowly stopped turning the pages in his hand.
His expression remained unreadable, but the temperature in the room somehow felt colder.
After what felt like forever, he finally spoke.
"Which sister?"
"I..i don't know her name, she didn't tell me, but she's beautiful, her hair is black and long, she has a small face and she's quite tall, she has dimples too with long pretty eyelashes and cupid bow lips"
"Stop"
"You're brave."
Minho didn't know whether that was praise or a death warning.
"S-Sir, I really respect her a lot! I swear my intentions are pure!"
Taehyung leaned back in his chair.
"How long?"
"W-What?"
"How long have you liked her?"
Minho nervously scratched the back of his neck.
"... M.more than three weeks"
Taehyung's eyes narrowed slightly.
"And you thought it was a good idea to announce that loudly in the office?"
"I forgot the intercom was still connected..." Minho mumbled weakly.
For the first time since the call started, Taehyung closed his eyes and sighed quietly, almost like he was exhausted.
"You're an idiot."
Minho looked offended for two seconds before remembering who he was talking to.
"...Yes, sir."
Another brief silence passed before Taehyung spoke again, calmer this time.
"If you're serious about her, then prove it properly instead of acting like a clown."
Minho blinked in surprise.
Taehyung continued in the same cold tone,
"My sister is short-tempered, stubborn, emotional, and terrible at expressing her feelings. If all you care about is her face, leave now before you hurt her."
Minho's expression softened immediately.
"It's not just because she's beautiful, sir. I genuinely like her."
Taehyung stayed quiet for a few moments, almost as if judging the sincerity in his voice.
Finally, he spoke.
"We'll see."
And before Minho could say another word-
The call disconnected.
Minho stared at the phone in disbelief for a few seconds before suddenly grabbing his chest dramatically.
"I survived..."
Then his eyes widened again.
"WAIT- DOES THAT MEAN HE DIDN'T REJECT ME?!"
Minho stared at the disconnected phone for a few seconds before suddenly slamming both hands onto his desk.
"He didn't reject me..."
A slow grin spread across his face.
"HE DIDN'T REJECT ME!"
The excitement barely lasted five seconds before fear returned to him again.
"Or maybe he's planning my funeral quietly."
Meanwhile, inside his cabin,Taehyung continued signing the files calmly, as if he hadn't just shaken Minho's soul a few minutes ago.
Just then, his phone vibrated on the table.
The coldness in his eyes softened slightly the moment he saw the caller ID.
"Biwi"
Without wasting another second, he picked up the call.
"Hm?"
On the other side, Jungkook's soft voice was heard immediately.
"Ji... are you still busy?"
Taehyung glanced briefly at the mountain of files in front of him.
"A little. Why?"
"N-Nothing... I just called. You didn't even eat properly before leaving."
Taehyung stayed silent for a moment.
Back at home, Jungkook nervously twisted the end of her saree pallu around her fingers.
"And... I made lunch for you too."
Taehyung's gaze slowly lowered toward the untouched coffee sitting beside him.
For the first time since arriving at the office, the tension in his face eased slightly.
"You cooked for me?"
"Haa..." Jungkook answered softly. "I packed it carefully. Did you eat it?"
Taehyung looked toward the lunchbox resting near the corner of his desk. He hadn't even opened it yet.
"Not yet."
There was a tiny pause from the other side.
"Oh."
That one disappointed little sound made Taehyung immediately close the file in front of him.
"I'll eat it now."
"Ji?"
"I said I'll eat it now."
Without another word, Taehyung opened the lunchbox. The warm smell of homemade food instantly filled the cabin.
For a second, he simply stared at it quietly. No one has ever packed lunch for him, and here his little biwi was carefully taking care of his everything
Everything inside was arranged neatly, almost carefully... like the person who made it had put her entire heart into it.
A small folded note rested beside the food.
Taehyung picked it up silently.
'Please eat on time. Don't skip meals because of work. -Jungkook'
His eyes softened again.
Meanwhile, outside the cabin, several employees passing by nearly collapsed from shock after hearing the faintest hint of gentleness in Taehyung's voice through the slightly opened door.
One employee whispered dramatically,
"Was that sir... speaking softly?"
Another employee clutched his friend's arm.
"No... impossible. Maybe someone possessed him."
The entire office slowly fell into investigative silence.
Back inside the cabin, Taehyung calmly took a bite of the food Jungkook made.
A few seconds later, he spoke quietly into the phone.
"It's good."
On the other hand, Jungkook's cheeks instantly turned pink.
"R-Really?"
"Hm."
A tiny smile appeared on her lips.
"Then... come home early today if possible., you said we'll go to the market today to buy a gift for jimin didi and yoongi bhaiya"
Taehyung leaned back slightly in his chair, phone resting near his ear.
For the first time that entire day, his voice lost its cold edge completely.
"Okay, I'll be there at 5, be ready"
Saying that tae declined the call and got busy signing and checking the piles of files.
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