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keeping me alive - jimin

This moment with him was something I wanted to cherish forever and never let go. Jimin was on one knee. I could feel my heart racing through my chest. 

Not so long ago, I had overheard Jimin asking my dad for his blessing. My dad liked Jimin for he knew he was a good guy. He knew Jimin was the guy for me. Although, he strongly believed my education was more important than getting married right now. From eavesdropping, I knew what to expect for later on.

Even though my dad said no at the time, I guess Jimin found the time to comfort and convince my dad into believing we both were ready. I knew I was ready, too.

Jimin was my everything. I could not have asked for anyone more perfect than him.

There is a lot to say about Jimin. No doubt that he is the most adorable mochi in the world. Others see him as a superstar idol. I see him as my heart. Without a heart, an organism would not be alive. Jimin is my heart. My lifesaver. He is the only thing keeping me alive. 

We were at my favorite restaurant. Throughout our meal, Jimin was being suspiciously fishy. I could not help but chuckling every so often at his nervousness. He fidgeted only when he was nervous and I have to admit, he was so cute and adorable at this moment.

After we finished our meal, Jimin grabbed my hand. My eyes widen at the sudden contact.

"(y/n), you are so beautiful. You may have flaws and imperfections but I love you so much. So much to the point where your appearance does not even matter anymore. You are one of the most special people in my life. I love you more than the word love itself."

 He stood up and brought one knee to the floor. His eyes were directly on mine. He smiled a bright smile. Tears already lined my eyes. My breath hitched at his action. It was finally coming. "(y/full/n), marry me."

Did he really have to ask? I would marry him every single lifetime together.

I test his patience. "Jimin," His smile deepen. "yes."

Jimin pulled out a ring from his shirt pocket and I gasp at the sight of the diamond attached to it. It was beautiful. His grip was still on my hand and he slid the ring onto my finger. 

By the time I looked up, everyone around us was watching, smiling, and clapping. Jimin stood up and brought me up from my seat with him. He gave me a deep hug and cupped my face with his hands. My cheeks redden from his touch, but I was smiling.

With the little space between our faces, Jimin pressed his lips onto mine. I kiss him back. He returned my smile through the kiss. 

When I pulled back, everyone was minding their own business and enjoying their own meals. Jimin pretended to be sad and pout at the loss of contact of my lips. He leaned back towards me and got near my ear. "Let's leave."

I nodded and we hurried out after Jimin paid the expenses. 

In the car, Jimin held onto my hand, caressing the back of my hand with his thumb. He turned to me and grinned. "Let's do something fun when we get home."

I gasp at his statement and he just winks at me.

"Keep your eyes on the road, Jimin." I say, playfully running my free hand through his hair like how he always does.