𝙁𝙐𝙎𝙃𝙄 | 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒

18

Fushi grew. As he grew taller, so did his speech grow more fluent and his actions more thorough. He's been busying himself everyday, spending time with (name) alone everynight talking about their day, (while you doing braids with his hair which he secretly likes.) washing clothes and planting some flowers or vegetables. Fushi soon capable of performing household duties. (name) always find a way to tease him about becoming the husband material (name) needs. Much like a human, he dedicated his life to living with his family.

Rynn has been teaching Fushi about sewing. (name) were in town all day selling animals she hunted in woods.

“And then, after that… you put this over here, like this…” Rynn directed as Fushi studies.

“hey, Fushi. Next month is the party for my 16th birthday. Bring Gugu and (name), and come.” she invited, then cheered as Fushi accepted, “Sure, I'll tell them.”

For three years, Fushi has not transformed once. As for (name), her memories began a new start. (name) collected new stimuli, just for making her hunt easier. like arrows, spears and knives.

“you know, when I turn 16, i'll have to get married with some guy decided by my parents.” rynn stated, lowering her head, acting like focusing on sewing. then she turned to fushi as she notices he's quiet.

“do you know what marriage is?” rynn asked, but fushi answered shaking his head side to side.

“(name) didn't tell you? but she's been teasing you about being her husband.”

“marriage and husband are connected?” fushi tilted his head as he recall of (name) calling him ‘husband’. “yes… they are somehow connected.”

“if i get married, it'd be like becoming my mother. i'd have to live with someone I don't care for and have annoying children.” rynn said with a sour face, can't even imagine.

“is that bad?”

“of course, I haven't even seen this guy's face.”

“is he wearing a mask like gugu?”

“that's not what I mean! First! you shouldn't get married with someone you don't love."

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“i don't plan on marrying someone i don't love. so… for your confession, it's still a no.” (name) sighed after rejecting the same person again for… like, she lost count but this person started proposing to her for two years now. everyday, she had to deal with this hardheaded man who keeps confessing his ‘undying’ love for her.

“you will change your mind, i assure you that.” he said with the new found level of determination. (name) swear she saw her brain for rolling her eyes too much.

“we'll see for eternity.”

(name) energy came back after the redhaired man decided to make it a day and goes his way home and as usual, he kissed her hand before leaving. after washing her hand and making sure the feeling of his lips was gone she excitedly takes the money she made and leave the stall she rented clean before heading to buy some books and bread for Fushi.

she can't wait to see him.

“i'm home.” she greeted, saw rynn and fushi behind the counter stitching something.

“(name)! you're back!” Fushi straigten up, a big smile starting to form in his face to which didn't go unnoticed by rynn. she has the teasing smile that telling fushi something. (name) run around the counter and wraps her arms around him, burying her face into fushi's neck, breathing the familiar scent. fushi looks at rynn, eyebrows furrowing, as if questioning what she's doing.

then it remind him about their conversation before (name) arrived.

“are you not going to ask?” fushi started, “huh?”

“ask gugu.”

“ask him what?”

“to marry you.”

“was it gugu were talking about?”

“that's what i'd thought.” rynn stared at fushi.

“i'm pretty sure you know it, too. gugu likes you. so if you ask him to marry you, he'll be happy.”

rynn face flushed at the thought, wanting to get back to fushi, “ask her too.”

“ask who?”

“(name)” he stops what he was doing and stares at rynn to continue.

“well, you know… the other day i saw a man asking (name) to marry him. it turns out that the man was the son of the richest family in town. but i guess (name) told you that-”

“no. she didn't.” fushi looks down, thinking why (name) didn't told him about it. is she planning on leaving them? him?

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they were now on the futon. fushi sitting on it, cross legged. (name) on her knees behind fushi as she dries fushi's hair with a towel after minutes of insisting. she notices his unusual mood, (name) decided to ask him.

“is something wrong, fushi? did something happened in the shop today? you seem not in the mood.” (name) hopes he'll tell her.

a deafening silence comes next for like a whole minute. fushi reach behind and hold (name)'s wrist, halting her actions.

“are you not going to tell me about the man asking you for marriage?” his voice sounded very serious.

“eh? that annoying one?” fushi didn't answer instead he tightens his grip on her wrist. (name) crawl around to face him, intertwining their hands as she stares softly at his face.

“rynn told me that he's rich.”

“he is. but i don't care about him. he can have all the money in the world, i still do not want to marry… i don't even want to see his face!”

“he's arrogant, self-centered and boastful. i can't have a husband like him, i refuse to.”

(name) cupped fushi's face, staring deeply in his eyes with a small smile, “i'd rather have you as my husband.” (name) tackles him which ended up with them warmly cuddling beside the tired gugu.

“i'm sick of seeing you two everynight.” he sighed, “i wanna have my own room.”

“go to rynn.”

-tbc-

there u go! i keep giggling while writing this.

right! i wanna thank u all for loving this book hehe really i just write if im bored. i also want to tell u that i am graduating in highschool two or three months from now WOHOOO i am soon an electrician HAHA I'M GONNA LIGHT YOUR WORLD UP👹👹 okay byeee