"Hey, are you alright?" You asked him as he looks at you nervously. "Yeah, I am. I'm just glad we get to spend a lot of time together ever since I got back from tour." You flash him a cheeky grin and rest your head on his shoulder. "I'm glad too." You finally replied. Both of you have been sitting on the park bench for hours after a romantic picnic at there. He suddenly squeezed your shoulder tightly, as if indicating that he won't ever leave your sight. He suddenly heaves, startling you gently. Luke chuckled at your reaction. "3 years that we've been together and you still get startled at my breathing." He teases you. You gently punch his arm while he fakes whincing in pain. As you both regain yourself, his baby blue eyes suddenly look at you intensely. "Hey (y/n)," he paused before continuing. "I love you, you know that, right?" "I love you too, dear. I love you so much. Wait, you're not breaking up with me, are you?" You gasped in horror, teasing him, of course. "Nah, you asshole. You're ruining the moment. For fucks' sake." He laughed gently. Your heart skips a beat everytime he laughs or swear. "So I've been thinking, since we've known each other ever since forever and basically, I've asked you to be mine three years ago, this is ny final question to you." You just nod in silence, only to be greeted by more silence. "Are you dying?" You asked, just to break the tension. He brushes off your idiotic question. Before kneeling one on knee. "Babe, will you...... hold on, I gotta tie my shoelace." He laughs at your already blushing face, who thought that he was gonna propose to you. "Fuck you." You replied and laughed off your embarassment. But deep down, your heart was broken into a million pieces. You can't believe he did that. You knew he was the boy you wanted to marry ever since the first time he said "I love you." You look away, pretending to have an interest in the children playing on the playground. Still in the same position, he grabs your hand. "Babe, i was just kidding. Don't be mad." 'Ugh,' you thought to yourself. 'This boy knows you too well.' "Look, I really want to bring you on tours, keep you by my side, travel around the world with you. But you know, your father's a little hard on the convincing side. Is it an Asian thing?" He joked. That got you smiling once again. You both never fail to make racist jokes towards each other, although you're both anti-racism. "Well, what I'm saying is, I've talked to your father and he agreed." Your heart starts beating to the speed of sound. "Un-fucking-believable!" You screamed. "Shut up, there's children around, you know." He covers your mouth as soon as you spoke. "But..." he continues. "But?" You repeated his words. "He only has one condition." "Well, what is it!" You squeezed his shoulder, too filled with excitement. "Well," he continues, "only if you, (Your full name), agrees to marry this handsome boy right in front of you." "As soon as he spoke the last word, you smashed your lips onto his. "You know I'll marry you in a heartbeat, right?" "I know, that's why we're getting married in 2 weeks." You both share a smile that you know will forever etch in your mind. "Oh shit." He cursed. "What's wrong?" "I forgot something." He replies as he pulled out as tiny ring box out of his pocket. "So that's what was in your pocket. For a moment, I thought someone chipped your dick off or something." You teased. That earned you a hearty laugh from Luke. He pulled the ring out of the box and slipped it on your ring finger, only to have it stuck on your knuckle. "You idiot! You got my size wrong!" You laughed in amusement. "But i love it." You gave him a reassuring smile. "More than me?" "Maybe not." That earned you a kiss on the lips and forehead.
