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Yn pov

A week after Yoongi's successful album release, we received an invitation from his parents to join them for a dinner. The purpose of the gathering was to discuss the upcoming marriage, and we eagerly accepted. As we stepped into Yoongi's childhood home, Eomma greeted us warmly, her eyes shining with affection as she pulled me into a heartfelt hug, momentarily ignoring her son. In his typical teasing manner, Yoongi quipped, "Eomma, remember me? I'm your son." Eomma chuckled, "Of course, I know my son. But sometimes, it seems like you forget your mother in your busy schedule."

Laughter filled the air as we shared this playful banter, and Eomma expressed her delight at having her "daughter" home for the first time. She proudly announced that she had prepared a variety of dishes for us, urging us to enjoy the feast. Appa joined in the warm welcome, making us feel like an integral part of the family.

Amidst the delightful dinner, the conversation naturally drifted to our upcoming marriage. Eomma and Appa, genuinely curious and excited, inquired about our plans. "Where will you have the wedding first, in Korea or India?" they asked. Yoongi, always composed, responded, "We've decided to marry first in India next month, and then we plan to have another ceremony in Korea." Their acceptance and support added to the joy of the occasion.

After savoring the delicious meal, I couldn't help but compliment Eomma on her exceptional cooking skills. Seizing the opportunity, Yoongi playfully teased, "See, Mom? She always tells me my cooking is amazing, and now she's praising yours. Tell me, kitten, whose cooking is the best?" With a mischievous glint in my eyes, I replied, "Well, both of you are exceptional cooks. I'm fortunate to have a fiancé with culinary skills that clearly run in the family."

After relishing the delightful dinner, we moved to the living room, where Yoongi, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, suggested showing me his old room. As we entered the realm of his teenage years, he regaled me with tales of rebellious hairstyles and a music taste he claimed was "ahead of its time." Yoongi's parents joined in, sharing embarrassing stories that had us all in stitches.

Returning to the present, Yoongi, ever the romantic, declared, "Now, how about some live music?" He took a seat at the piano, and the room filled with melodies that resonated with love and nostalgia. Amidst the music, Yoongi playfully insisted, "I'll teach you the art of composing love songs. It's a critical skill for our married life." We shared laughter as I attempted to master the basics.

The night concluded with promises of more family gatherings and a shared sense of excitement for the upcoming wedding. Eomma, with genuine affection, pulled me into a warm embrace. "You're like a breath of fresh air, my dear. Our family is blessed to have you." Yoongi, never missing a chance to tease, added, "And I'm the luckiest guy to have both of you in my life."

The evening unfolded in a heartwarming blend of laughter, shared stories, and the warmth of familial bonds. As we engaged in playful banter and learned more about each other, it became evident that the title of "daughter-in-law" was not just a formality but a heartfelt acknowledgment of the growing connection and love between our families. The dinner was a beautiful testament to the joy and anticipation surrounding our impending union, leaving us with cherished memories and a sense of deep belonging.


Yoongi POV

As we cruised along the quiet roads, the ambient glow of the city lights dimming behind us, a contagious joy filled the car. Yn's laughter, a delightful melody, accompanied our journey, creating a harmonious soundtrack to our shared happiness. The reflection of streetlights played on her face, emphasizing the radiant smile that mirrored my own contentment.

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