(I would just like to warm you that these coming chapters are going to be shit because my mental health went to a whole new level of shit. I'm going to try and fix them before they get published, but as of now, I have little to no inspiration and writing is getting really hard to do, so please bare with me! I'm trying my best! Oh, also we're one chapter away from hitting 100 CHAPTERS, YAY 🥳 Thank you for putting up will all my bs and thank you for all the love and support you've all showed me! I love you all so much, My Lovely Bun Buns!)
"Well...you can take her to an amusement park or something like that, but you can also take her to a local park. Push her on the swing or play hide and seek with her."
He nodded, squinting as if trying to keep up with my words.
"Just spend time with her and if she has a problem, listen to her. Most of the times, us girls don't want guys to fix the problems, just for them to listen. And I think most girls like knowing that they have someone to protect them. BUT! But, but, but, they don't NEED them to protect them. It's nice knowing they can rely on someone but it's important to know that they don't NEED you to protect them. It's like... having, uh... A dog or Gucci bag? I don't know if that's a good comparison...I actually don't like that...but let's just go with it? Anyways, it's nice to have them, but you're not nothing without them. You can go on living without them."
Gun looked at me confused.
"Actually, no. I would kill everyone and myself if anything happened to either of my babies. Hurt San or Mew and I'll gut you." I nodded.
"Feminism, as you would say, we stan."
(Cringe alert.)
"AHHHHHHAHAHAHHAHA!" I scream laughed and smacked him. "OH MY GOD! I LOVE THAT! WE STAN! HELL YEAH!" I screamed and tears streamed down my face. "OH MY LORD, I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH, GUN! YOU CAN BEAT ME UP ALL OVER AGAIN AND I'D FORGIVE YOU IF YOU JUST SAID THAT ONE MORE TIME! AHHHHH, I CAN'T BREATHE! OH LORDY, I CAN'T BREATHE! SAVE ME! TAKE ME NOW, I'VE LIVED MY BEST LIFE! AHHH!"
"YN! Calm down! Oh God, your face is so red!"
"I CAN'T BREATHE!!!!!"
"It wasn't that funny!" He looked surprised.
(He's right girl. Please calm down! It's not funny!)
I shook on top of him, dying of laughter.
"YN, you're drooling on me..."
I tried to clean him and myself up but I couldn't.
I was left wheezing on him and gasping for breath, hugging him.
"Oh my Lord, my cheeks, oh God, my cheeks. I love you, thank you for saying that, I love you sooo much." I squeezed him and giggled.
"I'm never quoting you again."
"NOOO! No, you need to! You need to keep quoting me because that is the only thing I live for now! God can take me now for I am finally truly happy!" I laughed and then winced in pain.
"Are you okay?" He asked and tightened his arm around me.
"Yeah, I'm fine." My phone dinged and I picked it up, checking it.
It was a message from one of the boys at my school.
"Ugh." I rolled my eyes and let it fall to my side.
"What's wrong?"
"Some kid from my class is asking me for nudes and weird shit like that."
"Like what?"
I showed him the texts.
"Holy shit, what the fuck?! That's disgusting!"
"Welcome to the life of a girl." I hummed.
"How the hell do you get them to stop?!"
"You don't. Pretending to have a boyfriend or not being caught on your own helps. Ugh, I'm not 18 yet so I can't pretend to be married... maybe I can pretend to be engaged, hol' up." I took my phone and went on Amazon and searched for engagement rings.
"Hold on, I'll get it for you." Gun grabbed his own phone.
"What, why?! You don't have to, this one is just 16 bucks."
"If you're going to wear an engagement ring, it's gonna be expensive and nice."
"I literally don't care about the price or looks." I shook my head.
"Is this one cute? It's one of the cheaper ones."
"How much is it?"
"Uhh....2,000."
"No."
"I'm getting it for you."
"Gun!"
"Hold on."
"If you're getting me one, you have to get one too!"
Ha! This bitch won't. He's to much of a pussy.
"Okay, done. It'll be here tomorrow."
Wait what?
"Excuse me?!"
"Congratulations YN, we're now engaged."
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