the misunderstood||Yoonmin

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It had been a long time since we had a day to relax. With school activities and work we had our hands full.

I had been lounging on the sofa watching TV when I heard the door open. Yoongi stood in the doorway with a bouquet of Spirea, my birth flower and the flower known as the "bridal wreath."

I was confused at first he had never gotten me flowers before let alone would he buy me Spirea as a joke. Weelllll maybe that last one was plausible.

He had crossed the room while I was distracted with my thoughts. "Jiminie" his voice deep and husky as he called my name.

"Y-Yes? What did you need Yoongi?" I said with a slight jump. He laid the bouquet on my lap as he knelt down in front of me. "Would you," he paused digging into his pocket. "Would you do me the honour of marrying me?" The box was small and made of blue velvet inside it was a small ring, a gold band adorned with a baby blue sapphire.

I felt tear fall from my eyes when I fully realized what was happening. "Yes!" My arms enveloped his neck as my tumbled to the ground.

The warmth in my heart had only grew since we had met. And I couldn't be happier.