"What Are You Waiting For?" || ORIGINAL STORY.

Chapter Ninety-Eight.

Tanya's POV.

We finally publicly announced to the fans that we were married.

We made it into the Internet and gossip pages really quickly.

The fans were all shocked that soon-to-be-fashion designer Tanya Raith and famous model Darren Marakov got married without the public knowing any background.

It was quite funny to read the comments.

I scrolled through the comments, reading some of them aloud to Darren.

"'They got married?! I can't believe it!'" I read.

Darren chuckled and pulled me against him, looking at the screen over my shoulder. 

"And the conspiracy theories are already starting."

I clicked on another comment.

"'I knew it! They were dating! I've been shipping them for years!'" I said, shaking my head.

"Seems like we have some devoted 'shippers' out there," Darren teased.

"Yeah, apparently they've had us together in their fan fiction for years," I said, scrolling through more comments.

The comments just grew crazier and more intense.

"'They've always had great chemistry!'" I quoted another one.

"'They're perfect together!'" Darren read from the screen.

He chuckled and gave me a squeeze before pointing to another comment.

"'I bet they eloped!'"

I glanced at that comment, nodding.

"Wow, they're really invested in our relationship." I said. "And they don't even know the half of it."

"Let them speculate all they want," Darren said with a grin. 

"It's none of their business really." He then added jokingly, "Let them have their fan fiction. At least they're giving us publicity, right?"

I rolled my eyes but couldn't help smiling.

"You just love the attention, don't you?" I teased.

"I do love my fans' attention, yes," Darren replied, pulling me onto his lap playfully. "And your attention. But I don't want everyone knowing what we do in privacy."

I snuggled against him, resting my head on his shoulder. 

"Don't worry, our little secrets are safe with us." I said, running my fingers along the nape of his neck.

He shivered a bit at my touch but smiled, wrapping his arms securely around me.

"Mmm, I'm glad I have you all to myself," He murmured, dropping kisses on my forehead.

"And I'm glad you're all mine," I murmured back, nuzzling into him. "No more crazy female fans trying to steal you away."

"No need to worry about that," Darren said, rubbing soothing circles on my back. "There was never anyone else for me. It's always been you, Sweetheart."

I smiled up at him, feeling my heart flutter at his words.

"And it'll always be you for me," I whispered back, then gave him a gentle kiss on his jaw.

"We should go to the doctors, check up on our baby, you know?" He suggested, placing a kiss on my forehead.

I nodded, feeling a wave of excitement and nervousness at the thought.