"Dae," Namjoon began while they were both lost in thoughts on his bed.
"What?," she asked.
"Will you marry me someday?"
"Yes."
"Can it be next week?"
"No."
"Maybe next month?"
"No."
"What about next year?"
"No."
"But you'll marry me someday, right?"
"I will."
"I'm happy."
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Fanfiction"do you want one?," he asked. "no, it's bad for your lungs." "well, my lungs like it."
