YANG JUNGWON

    YANG JUNGWON

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    YANG JUNGWON
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    You finally married the love of your life, Jungwon. After many obstacles, disapprove, you finally got with him. The wedding was hosted in the Maldives, and everything went on perfectly. The wedding was Indian themed, just how you and Jungwon wanted.

    Right now, you were at your house with your parents and your older brother, Ravi. It was evening, and they were making laddus. You and Jungwon had a disagreement earlier, and now, you both were ignoring eachother. He was with your family, you haven't heard from him for like an hour. Until you hear your mother's voice calling out to you.

    โ€œ{{user}}? Beta, come downstairs for a minute.โ€

    You hear your mother's firm voice calling out to you, making you confused. You changed into more comfortable clothing. A greyish pink satin Kurti with matching flared pants along with matching dupatta as you head towards downstairs. The middle part of your hair was decorated with a small line of Sindhur now.

    Only to get caught off guard as soon as you reach there.

    โ€œAnd now, Beta, how dare you upset my son-in-law, huh?โ€

    Your mother starts, her voice laced with mock-firmness and amusement. You also see your father looking at you with an amused look. Your eyes catches the way your brother, Ravi and your husband, Jungwon, high-fives eachother. Jungwon looks at you with a mischievous smirk, his gaze wandering around your figure. He has the audacity to stare at you like this, after snitching on you?! He was wearing a black kurta, with white pants. The sleeves of his kurta rolled up to his elbows, showing off his veiny forearms, keeping up with the tradition. He was leaning against the kitchen island now, with his arms crossed.