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The finale! While it isn't necessary to read the previous parts to understand the plot, it helps you understand the couple's journey. if you want to, you can read parts 1 & 2 here! Annnddd if you want their origin story, check out Burning Film!

Author’s Note: Well, that’s all for this series, folks! Let me know down below or in my always open inbox what you think! I was nervous to try a series, but this trio of prompts just works too well to be separate drabbles! Thanks always for the love and have a great weekend! I’ll be working on a couple more stories and making a list of who and what I will write so stay tuned! <3

Pairing: Jinny’s Kitchen era bf!Tae x oc!Nari.

Rating: 16+

Genre:, fluff, established relationship, series, coworker relationship

Word Count: 2,199

Warnings: none; just have tissues ready because this couple is too cute! Slight mentions of smut but nothing happens

After a week in Bacalar, Jinny’s Kitchen has created quite a reputation for itself, and word has spread that you'll be leaving tomorrow.

These factors have resulted in the busiest day yet! At day’s end, you find out that the sales were pushing $20,000; that explains the blisters on your feet.

Once everything was closed and packed up for the final time, you all had to prep it to be transported. On top of that, you had to ensure all your belongings were accounted for and set out your outfit for the flight home. You’d be damned to wake up ANY earlier than required.

Awaking on top of your comforter, unsure how you got there, you check your phone to see that your boyfriend has sent you a good night message along with an explanation as follows:

“Annyeong jagiya, you passed out not even 5 minutes into me driving, so I brought everyone else back, and then I dropped you off. I knew you wouldn’t want to dirty your sheets, which is why you are on top of your bedding. I hope you get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow

Saranghae, Your TaeTae”

You grin at how thoughtful this man is, and your heart swells with affection for him, warming you from head to toe. While snuggling into bed is tempting, you know that today, of all days, it would be a sin not to shower first.

You decide to pamper yourself and take your time shaving, moisturizing, and doing your full skincare routine before shuffling to bed and sighing contentedly into your cool sheets.

There is just one problem: you aren’t tired the least bit. You toss, turn, and try all your usual tricks to fall asleep, but nothing works.

Feeling sentimental, you pull on a hoodie over your pajamas and head over to the communal house one last time.

Typically, you never are this emotional, but the fact that you thought you would be apart from your Tae for this song brings tears to your eyes in gratefulness for the manager’s last-minute plan. Returning from poolside reminiscing, you hear a clattering, and your anxiety skyrockets!

Did someone break in while you were outside? Was there a rat? You pull a chair from outside in and raise it, ready to deal critical damage, when you see the origin of the sounds: your boyfriend.

After heavily exhaling in relief, you lightly punch him on the shoulder, “Aish pabo, what are you doing here?!” He just cocks an eyebrow, “I could ask you the same thing, which makes you a pabo, too, yeah?”.

You roll your eyes and defend yourself, “ I just couldn’t sleep and wanted to see this place one more time. What’s your excuse?”

A slight blush crosses his features, and he tries to claim the same reason, but you see right through it; “Kim Taehyung, do not lie to me. If that were true, you wouldn’t be clattering around the kitchen. The truth, now, please.”

Rubbing the back of his neck in the embarrassment of being caught, he admits, “Okay, Nari-ah, you caught me. I was hungry and had a craving for black bean noodles, so I came here, but it looks like they packed it all up already. The clattering you heard was me rummaging through everything to see if they had misplaced it or something. Happy now?”.

You cannot help but cackle, which only causes your hungry boy to pout. “They didn’t misplace it, jagi; you ate them all.” His eyes widened in shock and horror, “b...but when we got here, there were like 12 packs. There’s no way.”

You simply nod and smile warmly at him. “We all partook, but there were a few nights you were extra hungry or tipsy and wanted noodles with your tequila.”

He slumps down onto one of the chairs by the kitchen island, looking defeated, “Oh, I am the true pabo then. I just couldn’t sleep and thought that would help, but oh well.”

You sit on his right thigh and cup his face kissing him sweetly, “Well, for what it’s worth, you’re my true pabo, and I love you as you are.”

Grinning as he kisses you back, hand guiding the back of your head closer, he abruptly pulls away. Lifting you as he gets up and places you on the seat instead, he heads toward the door.

“Um, what are you doing, Tae?”. “Well, I figured since we are both night owls, we might as well have a snack, yeah? Stay here, and I’m going to grab snacks from the closest store.”

You find it odd because why not just take you with him and go back to the hotel, but you decide just to nod your head knowing that determined look on his face.

It takes about a half hour for him to return, but he does so with more energy than you’ve seen in over a week. Wordlessly, he picks you up and places you in the car; as he buckles your seatbelt for you, you place a hand over his. “Jagi, where are the snacks? Why am I in the car?”

He kisses your nose and says, “Don’t worry, babe, I got you. Just trust me.”

Ignoring the fact that neither of your questions got answered upon feeling the butterflies in your stomach flutter over him being this close to you and how secure you are with him, you grin and giggle, giving him a wink.

As you head down the road, you notice it looks a lot like the route to the restaurant. There’s a reason for that: it is.

Tae parks the car, sees your confused expression, places a finger to his lips, and goes around the car to take your hand and lead you with his other hand covering your eyes.

You smell vanilla and start to open your mouth to question what on earth he has done when he whispers into your ear, “Please just wait, jagiya, it’s a surprise.”

Once he has led you up the stairs, he instructs you to keep your eyes closed until he says otherwise, which you comply with.

After the longest 10 seconds of your life, you are allowed to open your eyes, and what a sight! Candles on every flat surface and there’s the softest array of thick comforters, blankets, and pillows where the chairs were just a few hours ago. All of that is second best to the view in front of you.

Your boyfriend is on one knee with the ring he knows you have been drooling over since he has known you and bought it even before being yours officially.

He isn’t sure whether it was his way of trying to manifest or just being sure that you got what you wanted, whether that was ever him or not.

Tears start to well up in your eyes again as you fully take in the scene and start to open your mouth to say, “I do,” but not before Tae puts up a hand to halt your action. He clears his throat, takes a deep breath, then says

“Nari, my life has been permanently altered for the better since you came into my life. The day we fell in the field, I knew you were special. I instantly fell for you but doubted you felt the same way, so I didn’t say anything until I almost lost you. I realized that day that strictly friendship was not an option. The idea of anyone else claiming they know you as well as I do got my mind blurry with rage. I bought this the first week I knew you once I saw how your eyes shone more dazzling than this jewel upon seeing it. I know it may be too soon, but I will wait my entire life for you jagiya. Nobody else will ever be able to compare to my brightest star. So, I humbly ask you, will you spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me, Nari-ah?”

Falling to your knees with tears streaming down your face as you wrap your arms around his neck, you look into his eyes with your forehead on his and mutter out, “Of course, I will, my prince!” in between ecstatic sobs.

You sit back on your knees as he points out every detail and, finally, the inscription saying, “My Star.” He then affixes the ring to your finger, and you admire it for a moment, then hug him with such force that he falls onto his back, holding you tightly with him.

You are both giggling with relief and how surreal this has all been for what feels like an hour, but it was only about 10 minutes. Once you have both caught your breath, you prop yourself up on his chest with the flames of the candles shimmering in the gem on your finger and ask, “How did you do all of this so quickly? What made you do this now? What if I hadn’t been at the house too?”

He explains that he had packed all of this stuff so you wouldn’t find it while he was gone because he wanted to propose once he got home, but once you showed up, his plan was seemingly at risk.

Upon seeing you at the house, the secondary plan was formulated in his mind. If you hadn’t been there, he would’ve brought everything back home and continued with his original plan.

For the next two hours, you both reminisce on all the last few months' memories and reflect on fate's craftiness. If either of you had been in another place that day in the field, he might have never met the love of his life, and you never landed your dream job.

After resting in his protective embrace, staring up at the stars through the glass ceiling, you finally feel at complete peace and are about to doze off. He notices this and points up, “Jagiya, what do you think of the view?”

You slightly shake yourself more conscious and answer, “I adore it! We can never see the stars this clearly at home.” Your brat mode kicks in, and you question him, “Do you see the stars now, or are you still blind?” (referencing his line in Airplane pt. 2).

He just smirks and shakes his head, “Aish, just wait until we are home. I’ll give you the attitude adjustment of your life. Especially now that you are officially mine forever, expect the events of the other day in the kitchen times 10, my good girl.”

Successfully rendering you speechless, he answers your query, “As for the stars, I barely notice them. You are the brightest star in my life and outshine the entire galaxy one-hundred-fold, my Nari Starry.”

You nuzzle into his chest, and he feels you smile against him, wishing he could freeze this moment forever. But not completely, as he cannot wait to see what the rest of his life with you will entail.

He can’t wait to tell the rest of the crew since they’ve known about his plan for weeks and have had to play it cool but have been rooting for you since you met them a month or so ago.

Feeling you drift off, he slightly nudges you awake and picks you up to place you in the car while he resets the dining room and packs the car with the enchanted scene.

He returns to your hotel room and decides he will get your car tomorrow. For now, he craves nothing more than to be snuggled up to his new fiancé.

As he settles in next to you, he kisses your temple tenderly and wraps his arm around your waist, placing his hand over yours. A few seconds pass, and he swears he just heard you giggle. Leaning in closer, he whispers, “Jagiya, are you dreaming?”

You squeak in surprise, thinking he was fast asleep, and try to ignore him and act asleep, but he knows you too well. He leans over your face and sees the huge smile on your face, poking your cheek and making you break character.

You roll onto your back, cackling, and this poor sleep-deprived boy is so confused, wondering if she should be worried about you or not.

You see his expression, assure him that you are fine, and settle yourself down, “I just have one question, jagi.” “Yes? What is it, my love?” “Since I am your fiancé now, does that mean I am promoted?” you burst into a giggle fit again, causing him to cock an eyebrow amusedly while nodding. “I guess you can say that my silly goose, but in Jinny’s Kitchen, you are still the greenest intern.”

Deeply chuckling, you shut him up, peppering his face with kisses until he grabs your chin and kisses you until you both nod off and pay no mind to the alarms that will be going off in about 3 hours.

Nothing could make tonight not worth it, and neither of you have ever been more thankful for anything than for the second wind that kickstarted the second half of your lives together.

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hazashiovo · 1 year

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will there be part 3 🥹🥹 https://at.tumblr.com/hazashiovo/imagine-beeing-aemonds-enemy-yet-his-biggest/nafm7hxwzf5j

It took me a while to think of something to write so I apologize. I also have to warn you I never read the book or any of ASOIAF so I will invent my own plot. Also blood and cheese doesn't happen here.

Thank you for reminding me and due to a few requests, I'm introducing you part 3 of the series!

Aemond Targaryen X reader!

imagine being Aemond's enemy yet his biggest obsession part 3!

Ps: english isn't my first language🧜‍♀️

You left.

You left Aemond in the middle of the night not allowing the white haired prince to do anything about it.

He was a fool for thinking he was able to take you, break you.How did he not see that?

God, he was furious. He made a vow to catch you, and never let you go again , right through his fingers.

You escaped.beeing trapped in there, made you feel like your mind would go bad, but now you're free, and soon you'll be home with your mother.

You thought about what you would say to your mother and father.would you mention how you fucked the prince your brother left without and eye?

Thoughts were clouding your mind, replaying the night of your escape. A dirty feeling all over your body, but it didn't bother you,strangely.

Your mother's daughter as one would say.

Your dragon was rested, and even fed. Ready to take you home.

A day and half took you to get to dragon stone.

You were exhausted, hungry, and tired. Physically and mentally.

The moment you landed you felt light headed.

You managed to find the war room. Opening the doors,all the eyes on you.

You didn't catch your mother's teary eyes, only her hold on you. You didn't hear your fathers curses towards the greens, only felt him holding you up, not letting you fall.

Than it all went blank.

Aemond was scolded. A lot.

He was tired of hearing his mother yell at him for what felt like hours.

The boy could only imagine how his older brother would snicker behind his back, knowing that at the time, he wasn't the source of his mother's rage, but his young perfect brother.

At one point he was allowed to return to his duties, yet,his mother remained angry.

He got news, you managed to return to dragon stone.

His jaw clenched in anger as he crumbled the paper your whereabouts were written.

You fooled him, and he will not let it slide.

Rhaenyra's hand caressed your face as your father was pacing around the room, angry from the sound of his stomping.

Slowly,your eyes open. They twitch as light greets them.

Your mother was first to notice you were awake.

-My love!-

The queen hugs you.

Once she let's go, Your father at your side.

-my sweet, sweet girl..-

his hands carres your head as he holds you tight in his arms.

-Mother... Father, I missed you.-

Your voice managed to break the silence.

The way they're looking at you, gods it makes you feel guilty.

-Luke,he arrived, didn't he?-

You try to get up from the bed, worry filling your whole body.

-Yes, don't get up. Your whole body is full of bruises. I'll kill them, those fuckin cunts that play pretend with the kingdom.-

Daemons now angry voice raises.

At the castle, you didn't even bother checking for your wounds. It was true. One look at your arm convinced you. It was blue and purple in many places.

Daemon was pissed. So was Rhaenyra.

You talked with you parents a bit after leaving to rest, and from what you heard Luke was alright.

You did good protecting your little brother,a smile crept on you face.

/next day/

Getting up from the bed, you were meet with a servant ready to prepare you for breakfast. You gotta admit, you were pretty hungry.

Once at the table you sat down.

The morning went great, but a thought kept. Creeping your mind.

-I want to learn to fight.-

Your voice broke the silence in the dining hall.

A snicker was heard from your father's side.

-what?-

Rhaenyra rose her head from her plate.

-last time, I lost because I wasn't good enough. I want to be prepared this time.-

The confidence was clear and loud in you and your voice.

It looks like you let your mother wordless, so your father decided to answer for her.

-You're right. You'll start as soon as your body is fully healed.-

He returned to his food.

Your mother still quiet.

-I'll be fine, mother, I promise-

You reached your hand over to her, reassuring the woman.

/6 Months later/

Swords clashed, mud on your shoes and pants. Sweat dripping from your forehead and adrenaline pumping in your veins.

-Just give up daughter, I got you.-

Daemon's teasing manner annoyed you further.

You landed a hit on his leg and quickly spun behind him. Unfortunately you didn't manage to finish h of as his sword found your neck.

You roll your eyes and groan in frustration.

Gods does he love annoying and teasing you.

-you won,Kepa-

You drop your sword on the ground.

The greens and the blacks were now fighting for Harenhall, and you were going to be there with your father, on the battlefield. It's your duty as a heir to be a brave and strong queen once your mother is gone.

News of the rival army , you heard your father and mother planning a strategy.

Of course , your mother would never let you leave.but Your father? He knows.

At night fall, a part of the army left to retrieve Harenhall.

You being in there.

It was quick, your army was good, so it didn't take long before half or more of them were no more. Especially with Daemon, the rogue prince as a leader.

Your job was to take a part from the men and make your way inside.

Finishing up pretty quick, you found the main hall.

You plunged your sword in one of the guard's chest. You took the sword away from his body and cleaned it from the remaining blood on its metal.

-So we meet again, Bastard whore.-

The voice rang trough your ears. He slowly walked away from the pillar he was before.

-Uncle.-

You clutched your sword tightly, keeping it close to your body.

Aemond was unimpressed,spiteful and he felt rage, rage that you played and escaped him that night. Rage that you used him, rage that you made him feel those sickening thoughts, just for you.

His eye never left yours, sternly watching your every move, like a mad man.

-Came here to be captured again? Whore? Or did you not have enough last time?-

Aemond's rude remark already made you feel annoyed.

-You're right, rude of me to not say my farewells, kepus.-

You teased, making sure your energy matched his.

The Prince's jaw tensed in anger as he reached for his sword, attached to his hip.

-If it's a duel you're looking for I'm all in, kepus, but it will end up completely different. I promise.-

A confident tone was easily found in your voice, fearless, daring.

Aemond only smirked, he seemed to be taking your whole appearance up.

-I will win, and I will keep you as my slave for as long as i desire. Be sure, that I will treat you however I like, niece-

Your face scrunched up in disgust, but never have you let your tough persona fall and crumble, especially in the eyes of this man.

-I will be the judge of that.-

With that being said, Aemond launched at you. Why was he fighting so reckles? He usually calculated his steps, moves, but now all he went for was the win.

Your body skilfully ignored his blows, even landing some small hits.

He was heavy, after all, he was a man,but you? You were fast and sly as a viper. Just like you were taught, you waited for the right of openings to hit.

Aemond had that crazy look in his eye, a vengeful one, a manic one.

Your swords clashed together, faces inches apart.

-Give up, and I will be merciful, Bastard.-

The prince spoke in a hushed voice, breathless even.

You clenched your jaw, shaking your head in a 'no' manner.

-Nah, not as long as I breathe.-

You ducked as he almost landed a hit on your head, making quick work , you snuck behind him, landing a deep cut in his upper tigh. Aemond groaned in pain, a hand on his wound where you just cut him.

A kick in the back of the knee had him down and bleeding.

-What'd i tell ya?-

You kicked away his sword, sending it a away.

A foot slammed on his hand, putting force and keeping it glued to the ground,you heard him groan once again.

-You know, this reminds me of the time you had me in the same position you are now.-

You laughed, quite sadistically if someone were to hear you. It did remind you of back then if you were honest.

You were to busy focusing on his face , his eye, his expression that you didn't notice what he was doing until you felt it.

He plunged his dagger right in your side. Pain closed all your senses.

You opened your mouth to scream, but no sound left it. you backed away from him.

One hand at your side, the other holding your sword, barely.

The blood you were losing was letting itself be felt, light headed, dizzy, sick. All of them at once.

-You forgot one thing, I hate losing. Especially what is rightfully mine.-

Aemond kicked you in the side, making your pain 10 times harder. You tried getting up, but he kicked you again.

The prince lowered himself, now eye to eye with you.

-I warned you. Niece.-

Feeling something close to your hand, you made the best to pick it.

He stood so close to you. Before he could mutter another word, you hit him in the head, a rock is what you felt, a big one.

You saw him holding his now bleeding side of the head, the same look you had on this moment. No longer after, he collapsed.

It took you a lot of strength to get up. But you did.

Once you found one of your soldiers, you told him to grab some people and capture the white haired prince.

A month later

Aemond hadn't heard word of you ever since he was captured. Not a visit,nothing.

His wounds started healing, that was good. Maybe soon enough he can escape from here. See his mother and sister again.

He was shocked to see you enter his cell. Even though he stabbed you a king time ago, you still had bandages around your waist. The one he held that sweet night.

Aemond wore no shirt, he prefered doing so, but he did have black pants on, also his eye patch was not here.Meant to humiliate him, surely that was your father's doing.

-Yea, it looks pretty fucked up.-

Your voice startled him, to lost in thoughts to remember you were there to.

-Enjoying your new home kepus?-

You scaned the cell, at least the greens offered you a room fit for a royal back then.

Aemond scoffed, glaring at you unmoved.

-Why are you here, to make fun of me? Torture me? Bastard whore.-

A chuckle rose from you, you didn't miss his bitchy behavior.

-you should really be careful and hold your tongue when you speak to me. After all... I am heir of the queen That doesn't allow for you to be killed.-

Aemond rolled his eye, still as sassy as ever. You continued, answering his previous question.

-Perhaps, or perhaps I'm here to question you.-

His brow quirked in curiosity.

It was a strange thing, a strange reason for you to low yourself here to question him.

-I have nothing to lose.-

The white haired answered, barely audible.

-Why do you hate me?-

With that said, he seemed more interested in anything else than you, your figure or your presence.

-Don't ignore me.-

Aemond was taken back by your sudden demanding attitude.

He hummed in annoyance.

-How else can I explain to you, you are a bastard. The daughter of a rascal who's playing against my brother. Is that a reason good enough for you?-

The prince was quick to finding reasons. But it didn't phase or satisfy you.

-No.-

Once his eye found yours he seemed taken aback by you answer.

-I asked, why do you hate me. Not my Mother, it was long before that, uncle.-

He had time to think. Why did he hurt you? Why did he insult you, why couldn't he fund the nerve to just kill you and why did he keep thinking on the night you escaped. The way your body for so well with his.

He was wordless.

-Answer me!-

You yelled as he stood up.

-i hate you because whatever you do, whatever you did you always got away!I hate you because you had everyone to care for you! I hate you because I seem to feel so different whenever you're around, like you're supposed to be mine, like a caged bird unable to escape.-

With each word he got closer, until there were only inches between you two.

You didn't know what to say, from what he said he was jealous, and obsessed at the same time.

You opened your mouth to say something but nothing came out.

-Good enough reasons now? Niece.-

A deep breath was taken into your chest, now you didn't know what to think anymore.

The memory was distant, but the way he was so close to you now, it reminded you of the night you shared.

-Now my turn, you could have escape so many ways. So why did you chose what you choose.-

You didn't know, or you did but you didn't wanna admit it. It was a thing you always had for the prince, the way he would look at you, you couldn't read him back then, or the snarky comments. Some would call you a masochist.

-That is my business.-

By now, all you build up had fall upon you, no more tough and brave persona, but a flustered little girl seeing her crush.

Before you could end the visit Aemond grabbed you from behind, his body basically glued to yours.

-We're not done here, sweet little thing.-

You could feel yourself heating up like an oven. Aemond never used those kind of pet names with you, only insults and rude remarks.

Your back was faced to his chest, one of his hand layed on your hip, as the other held your jaw, it was soft, not like when you fought, but in a lovers way.

He turned your head enough for your faces to be not even inches apart. Lips slightly parted.

This time, the look in his eye was not spite or anger. It was something more, something more intimate.

The way he looked at you... Not even a fool could deny Aemonds feelings towards the niece he claims to hate.

You wanted to pull away, to push him and leave, but it seemed your body was frozen, stil as a statue.

-Why do you do this uncle? Play this game of cat and mouse.-

You finally managed to mutter some words.

-You were meant to be mine ever since the beginning, sweet thing.-

He made you doubt.

Was he about to use the same tactic you used on him to escape?

Was he lying to you?

Was he-

The thoughts that circled in your head were suddenly stopped the moment you felt his lips on yours.

They were soft, and the kiss wasn't forced or rough.

-I can't do this.-

You spoke, trying to move forward from him, but he would just not let go of you.

-Don't go, not again sweet thing.-

The prince pleaded, soft voice and soft kisses trailed your neck.

He was in love with his obsession.

End of story bitchesss!

So this is the last part and I won't be writing any for this fix, but you can check out my other fics🐀

I'm so dumb cause like at the middle of writing I taught I saved me draft and I didn't and guess who almost gave up. But fortunately I improved some of my main ideas and wrote them here.

I rlly hope you enjoyed this cause I BARELY made something in my tiny little brain. 😶

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