Chapter 40: Chapter 38

Forbidden Love... Kenan Yıldız & Y/NWords: 5475

Effortless Beauty and Irresistible Moments

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A Morning of Playful Banter

The kitchen was already alive with energy when Y/N walked in, her oversized hoodie falling lazily off one shoulder, her hair in a loose bun, and no makeup on. She grabbed a mug, pouring herself some tea as she listened to her brothers arguing about breakfast.

Max glanced up and smirked.

"Good morning, Princess. Slept in, huh?"

Y/N sighed, rolling her eyes as she leaned against the counter.

"Why do you have to call me that every morning?"

Harvey grinned, setting down a plate of pancakes.

"Because it annoys you. Isn’t that the whole point of being an older brother?"

Kenan entered the kitchen just then, freezing momentarily when his eyes landed on Y/N. She looked... stunning. Not in a flashy, dressed-up way, but effortlessly radiant. Her bare face, the casual way she stood sipping her tea—it all caught him completely off guard.

Rosé nudged him as she grabbed her toast, whispering softly.

"You’re staring."

Kenan blinked, snapping out of his daze, but his grin widened as he walked over to Y/N.

"Morning, Princess."

Y/N sighed, though a small smile tugged at her lips.

"Not you, too. Can’t anyone around here just call me Y/N?"

Kenan chuckled, leaning casually against the counter beside her.

"Not when you make ‘Princess’ look this good."

Max groaned loudly, tossing a napkin at him.

"Kenan, please. It’s too early for this."

Y/N felt her cheeks warm as she nudged Kenan lightly with her elbow.

"You’re impossible."

Kenan smirked, his voice dropping slightly.

"And yet, you tolerate me."

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An Afternoon in the Park

After breakfast, the group decided to head to the park. Max and Harvey took the lead, tossing a football back and forth as they walked, while Rosé and Duru trailed behind, taking pictures of the trees and each other.

Y/N strolled quietly alongside Kenan, her hands tucked into the pocket of her hoodie. She felt at ease, the fresh air doing wonders for her mood.

Kenan glanced at her, his gaze lingering a moment longer than usual.

"You know, you’re kind of amazing."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, smirking.

"Where’s this coming from?"

Kenan shrugged, his expression soft.

"Just stating facts. You don’t need to dress up or do anything extra to stand out. You just... do."

Y/N felt her cheeks warm, her smile turning shy.

"You’re laying it on thick today, aren’t you?"

Kenan grinned, bumping her shoulder lightly.

"Maybe. But that doesn’t make it any less true."

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A Quiet Moment Back at the Apartment

By the time they returned home, everyone was in a relaxed mood. Max and Harvey had taken over the kitchen, attempting to bake cookies, while Rosé and Duru lounged on the couch, scrolling through their phones.

Y/N retreated to her room for a moment of quiet, but it wasn’t long before Kenan knocked softly on the door.

Y/N: "Come in."

Kenan stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He leaned against the frame, his gaze soft as he watched her sitting on the edge of her bed, flipping through her phone.

Kenan: "You always hide away when it gets noisy, huh?"

Y/N looked up, smirking slightly.

"It’s called self-preservation. You should try it sometime."

Kenan chuckled, walking over to her.

"I don’t think I need to. I’d rather be where you are."

Y/N rolled her eyes, though her smile lingered.

"You’re so cheesy today. What’s gotten into you?"

Kenan sat beside her, his voice dropping to a softer tone.

"You. Just you."

Y/N blinked, caught off guard by his sudden seriousness. Before she could respond, Kenan reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

Kenan: "You’re beautiful, you know that? And not just on the outside. Everything about you... it’s hard not to notice."

Y/N felt her heart race, her voice coming out quieter than she intended.

"Kenan..."

Kenan leaned closer, his hand resting lightly on her cheek.

"Can I try something?"

Y/N blinked, her lips parting slightly.

"What are you—"

Before she could finish, Kenan pressed his lips softly to hers. The kiss was gentle yet firm, filled with an emotion that neither of them needed to name. Y/N’s breath hitched, but she didn’t pull away, her hands resting lightly on his chest.

When they broke apart, Kenan’s forehead rested against hers, his grin lazy and content.

"Told you I couldn’t resist."

Y/N laughed softly, her cheeks flushed.

"You’re impossible."

Kenan chuckled, his thumb brushing her cheek.

"And yet, here we are."

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The Evening Unfolds

The group gathered for dinner in the living room, each with their own plate as they lounged on the couch. Max and Harvey took turns teasing Y/N about her lack of skill in the kitchen, while Rosé and Duru debated over dessert options.

Barış, catching the subtle glances between Y/N and Kenan, smirked.

"You two seem extra cozy tonight. Something we should know about?"

Kenan shrugged, completely unbothered.

"What can I say? I’m just irresistible."

Y/N groaned, throwing a napkin at him.

"Don’t let it go to your head."

Max, ever the protective brother, narrowed his eyes at Kenan.

"You’re lucky I like you."

Harvey laughed, clapping Kenan on the shoulder.

"Same here. But don’t push it, man."

Kenan raised his hands in mock surrender, though his grin never wavered.

"Noted."

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Ending Note

The day was filled with warmth, laughter, and quiet moments of affection. For Y/N, it was another reminder of how much love surrounded her—and how much she was beginning to embrace it.

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