Amnesia ||Youngjae GOT7 FF||

32: Stay

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"Youngjae! I told you to stay in the hospital, didn't I?" You demanded threateningly to the stiffling man, who was glaring back to you.

"I have my own rights! I don't have to be cooped up in the hospital-"

"-And I had to? Seriously, you're taking this too far!" You shout a little too loudly, causing Youngjae to flinch.

Sighing, you mutter a sorry after that.

Youngjae had broke out of the hospital again, although his condition wasn't getting any better, Youngjae still insisted he was fine and went on with his activities.

Youngjae shook his head, opening his mouth to speak, but a fit of coughs broke out, making him wheeze as he sucked in oxygen from the surroundings painfully.

You furrowed your eyebrows, as you glanced at him worriedly.

"Sit down babe..." You help him to the bed, he flopped down, exhausted.

Although you were terribly mad about him leaving with such an unfit condition, you couldn't help but feel anxious for him.

Youngjae smiled at you, and you quickly let go.

"I-I'm still mad at you." You huffed, looking away as you crossed your arms, trying not to blush.

Youngjae tuts, pulling you in by the waist as he pulls you to sit on the edge of the bed.

[I TOOK FOREVER TO THINK OF THIS PARTSssss]

[IT'S LAME SCREW ME]

"I bet i'm irresistible." He teased.

You scoffed. "No."

"Yeah right, I know you agree."

"Liar."

"Who did you call?"

"What?"

"I'm pretty sure after I collapsed at the beach you wouldn't be able to lug me here."

"..."

"So, who were you with?" Youngjae asked, his face looking serious.

You aimlessly thought, "Mark...."

You had phoned Mark to help, whelks.

Youngjae's eyes darkened as he tightened his grip on you, "You're mine alright..." He stated firmly and you hugged him back.

"Yeah, i'm yours, although i'm still mad at you."

You glare at him, half prompting him for a reply.

Youngjae sighed.

"Once your tantrums start it's hard to stop," He says, getting up.

"Where are you going ag-" You were cut off as Youngjae pushed you further into the bed, so you won't fall off.

"I didn't want to tell you this but..." He massages the back of his neck nervously, "It was meant to be for our 3rd anniversary together!"

He says, suddenly propping one of his knee up and the other on the ground; as he slides a beautiful ring through your ring finger.

Gasping, you could tell how expensive that probably was. To him.

"What's this?" You couldn't help but to ask the obvious, but Youngjae was grinning too much to care.

"Well," Youngjae's started blushing harder by the minute, "since it's almost our 3rd anniversary together, I figured it was time, and I have been working overtime to get something as sweet as you, so... I wasn't able to spend so much time with you....."

He trailed off, muttering guiltily as he pecked your lips.

"Will you forgive me..?" He asked, he looked so cute being nervous adndjsksn

You scoff, but smiled.

"Stop, or else how would I be able to make myself be angry at you for different things?" You stroked his hair fondly as he broke into a huge grin.

"S-So you really forgive me now?!"

"Hmm... nah.."

Youngjae pouts. "Come on~"

"You know I always love you and wouldn't dare to do anything, wifey." He says, and you gasped.

"Wifey?!" You exclaimed and he just returned a nod cheekily.

"I slipped the ring in your finger, it means you accept me, and I wouldn't take a 'no' for an answer!" He winked.

He sets aside your finger and put on a similar matching ring on his, and shows it up to you proudly.

"I hate you," You mumbled, "Who said I was going to marry you?"

"Well, I have my ways." He starts nuzzling his nose onto yours and start tickling you.

"Stop.. Stop!" You gasp for air and somehow both of you end up on the bed together again, before he pants a "Forgive me now?"

"You can't be mad at me forever." He squeezes you tighter, and you couldn't help but smiled, "Maybe!"

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