Got it! Here's a revised Chapter 50 with a romantic and teasing day after practice, a cozy group hangout, Kenan convincing Y/N to stay over, and, of course, Kenan not behaving. This chapter wraps up the story on a playful and affectionate note without a formal goodbye or celebration.
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Chapter 50: Just Us
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After Practice
Y/N wiped the sweat off her forehead as she and Rosé exited the practice studio. The afternoon sun was setting, painting the sky in warm hues. Rosé nudged Y/N playfully.
"So, what are the plans for tonight? Are we finally having a quiet evening?" Rosé asked, raising an eyebrow.
Before Y/N could answer, her phone buzzed. A text from Kenan lit up her screen:
"Youâre coming over. Donât argue."
Y/N groaned, showing the message to Rosé.
"Why does he think he can just decide my plans?"
"Because he can," Rosé said, smirking. "And you let him."
"I do not," Y/N argued, though her cheeks turned pink.
Rosé laughed.
"Come on, Y/N. Youâre clearly going. You might as well admit you like it."
Y/N sighed, knowing she wasnât going to win this argument.
"Fine. But youâre coming with me."
"Of course. Someone has to keep you two in check," Rosé said with a grin.
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At the Apartment
By the time Y/N and Rosé arrived at the apartment, Duru was already there, sitting on the couch with Arda, while BarıŠwas rummaging through the kitchen.
"Took you long enough," BarıŠsaid, popping his head out of the kitchen. "Kenanâs been pacing like an anxious puppy."
"I have not," Kenan said, walking into the room with his usual smirk. His gaze softened when it landed on Y/N. "Youâre here."
Y/N rolled her eyes, though a small smile tugged at her lips.
"Where else would I be?"
"Exactly," Kenan replied, grabbing her hand and pulling her to sit beside him on the couch.
Rosé plopped down on the other side of Y/N, grinning.
"I feel like a third wheel already."
"Then move," Kenan said casually, earning a glare from Rosé.
"Youâre unbelievable," Y/N muttered, shaking her head.
Kenan leaned closer, his voice low enough for only her to hear.
"And you love it."
Y/N tried to suppress her smile, failing miserably.
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An Evening of Teasing
The group spent the evening chatting, eating snacks, and playing games. Arda and Duru were locked in their own little world, their playful banter filling the room.
"You two are too sweet. Itâs disgusting," BarıŠteased, tossing a pillow at them.
"Like youâre one to talk," Arda shot back. "When was the last time you werenât flirting with someone?"
BarıŠgrinned, unbothered.
"What can I say? Itâs a talent."
Y/N laughed, leaning back against the couch. Kenan took the opportunity to drape an arm over her shoulders, pulling her closer.
"Comfortable?" Y/N asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Very," Kenan replied, smirking.
Rosé nudged Y/N.
"You let him get away with so much."
"I do not," Y/N protested.
"Yes, you do," Kenan chimed in, his smirk widening.
Y/N groaned, burying her face in her hands.
"I hate all of you."
"No, you donât," Duru said with a laugh.
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Kenanâs Convincing
As the evening wore on, Rosé and Duru started gathering their things to leave. Y/N stood up, intending to leave with them.
"Where do you think youâre going?" Kenan asked, standing in front of her.
"Home," Y/N said, crossing her arms.
Kenan tilted his head, his smirk firmly in place.
"Youâre staying."
"I stayed last time," Y/N argued.
"Exactly," Kenan said, stepping closer. "So, why not stay again?"
"Because I need to sleep in my own bed," Y/N said, trying to sound firm.
"You can sleep here," Kenan said simply, his tone so casual it was infuriating.
Rosé and Duru exchanged knowing looks, clearly enjoying the back-and-forth.
"Heâs not going to let you leave," Duru said, shrugging.
"Just stay, Y/N," Rosé added. "Itâs easier than arguing with him."
Y/N sighed, finally relenting.
"Fine. But Iâm leaving first thing in the morning."
Kenan grinned, leaning down to whisper,
"Sure you are."
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Kenan Not Behaving
Once everyone else had left, Y/N found herself in the kitchen, making tea to wind down. Kenan appeared behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Kenan," Y/N said, her tone a mix of exasperation and amusement. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing," Kenan replied, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Youâre impossible," Y/N muttered, though she didnât push him away.
"And yet, here you are," Kenan said, smirking.
Later, as they sat on the couch watching a movie, Kenan couldnât seem to keep his hands to himself. He kept poking Y/Nâs side, playing with her hair, or leaning closer to steal a kiss.
"Kenan, stop," Y/N said, swatting his hand away for the third time.
"Stop what?" Kenan asked innocently.
"Being annoying," Y/N replied, though her smile betrayed her.
"Iâll behave," Kenan promised, holding up his hands.
But less than five minutes later, he leaned over, nuzzling her neck.
"Kenan!" Y/N exclaimed, pushing him away.
"What?" he said, grinning. "Iâm behaving... mostly."
Y/N groaned, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at him.
"Youâre the worst."
Kenan caught the pillow, laughing.
"And you love it."
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A Sweet Ending
As the night wore on, Y/N found herself curled up beside Kenan, her head resting on his chest. The teasing and chaos had faded into a comfortable silence, the steady rhythm of Kenanâs heartbeat lulling her into relaxation.
"You know," Kenan said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Youâre my favorite person."
Y/N smiled, her eyes half-closed.
"Youâre mine too."
Kenan tilted her chin up, his gaze warm.
"Stay forever?" he asked, his tone light but sincere.
Y/N chuckled softly, her heart full.
"Maybe."
Kenan smirked, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
"Good enough for me."
And as the night settled into a peaceful stillness, Y/N realized that she wouldnât trade this for anything.
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