Lee Yuna Sang hates her life. Her mother is struggling with depression and is never home. Yuna is already coping with the loss of her little brother. Her mother transitions her from homeschool to public school, and Yuna meets some people who she wan...
It's been about 9 months, so they have been together for a little over 2 years. (Thats orobably not accurate at all.)
I tied my hair up in a loose bun. The fallen strands were curled and framed my face. I ran my hands down the sides of my body, tracing my hips. The dress complimented my figure. Yoongi would love it. He had told me that we were going on a fancy date tonight, so I dressed up as best as I could. To complete the look, I slipped on the golden necklace he got me for my birthday. It had a tiny robin on it, and I adored it.
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I stepped out of the bathroom and slipped on my heels, then left the house and locked the door behind me. Jungkook was driving me to the mystery location, where Yoongi had set up our date. He smiled when he saw me. "Yoongi is so lucky to have such a pretty girl." Jungkook commented, and I smiled at him.
He drove in a comfortable silence. Things had calmed down a lot after Kim's death. I routinely called Kwang, who was remebering only tiny things, though we had decided to try and slow that. Kwang was better off with his new family. He would visit again when the next important event came up, or during the summer.
Jungkook dropped me off at the cafe that Yoongi had taken me to for our first date. It was actually a ruse to get me to go to a really pretty gazebo. I assumed that was where Yoongi was. I remembered the way, because that hectic first date had imprinted itself in my mind. I chuckled to myself, realizing how ironic this relationship really was. When the gazebo came into view, I gasped. The area was beautiful. Yoongi had strung up blue fairy lights, so the clearing was bathed in a soft, blue glow. He was standing in the gazebo in a suit. I beamed at him.
"You look beautiful." He said when I walked up to him. He embraced me, and I dusted a little dust bunnie off of his shoulder. His hair matched the light around us. It was all so amazing.
"I love you, Min Yoongi."
"I love you, Lee Yuna Sang."
He took my hand and started spinning me. Soft music played in the background, from a hidden radio. Pretty soon, we were dancing the waltz. "Look up." He murmered, and I complied. What I saw, again, took my breath away.
Thousands of pictures were hanging from the canopy of the gazebo. As we spun around, Yoongi pointed them out. "This," he said, gesturing to a photo of us drinking bubble tea, "Was our first actual date."
"And this," he said, pointing to another, "Was at the amusement park, when Kwang accidentally called us mom and dad." That day was hilarious. We laughed so hard that families around us started staring. I looked at more pictures, recalling the dates they were taken, until I spotted one that I didn't recognize. Yoongi was kneeling, and holding a little black box. It was strange because He had never died his hair blue before, but in the picture, his hair matched the current color. "What's that one of?" I asked, pointing at the polaroid snap.
"That," he said, "Is a picture of right now." I turned to look at him, and realized we had stopped dancing. The music had also cut. Yoongi was mimicking the picture, kneeling in front of me. He was holding the little black box. When I took a moment to think about what was happening, I gasped.
"Lee Yuna Sang, I have been to hell and back with you. I smiled about you, cried about you, yelled about you... The point is, our relationship was the hardest work I have ever had to do. And yet, we lasted 2 years. 2 years of gunshots, of accusation, of kisses and parties and nicknames. So while there was just as much bad as there was good, it never bothered me."
"I have loved every second of time that I spend with you. I have ached every second you weren't around. And that ache, that pain, hurts so so so bad. So to keep me from feeling that pain, I want to know that you will always be with my. That you will stay by my side, even when I'm yelling at you because you stole my mochii ice cream. Would you promise me that?"
