Epilogue

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(We made it to the end you guys.)

4 Years Later

"Anastasia, don't you think you should be getting ready for your date?" A very pregnant Julianna asked from my couch.

"Don't you think you should go home and annoy your husband?" I asked her, laughing as she stuck out her tongue.

"Namjoon is busy today," She whined.

"Well why don't go go annoy Marissa then? I'm sure she could use some help with Cal, and you can use all the practice you can get with a baby before you pop," I kept annoying her.

"All she ever wants to talk about is Jin and Cal," Julianna complained.

"All you ever talk about is Namjoon and food," I pointed out.

"That's not true! I also talk about the fact that you keep putting off getting ready for this date! Go put on your makeup and do your hair! I'll steam your dress, and don't argue with me. You're not supposed to stress out a pregnant lady," Julianna instructed.

I did a mock salute to her as I made my way to my vanity. I didn't know what the big deal was. It was only a date with Jimin. We went on a date at least once a week when he was home from tour. He said it was to make up for lost time. Usually our dates were pretty casual, but today he had told me I should dress up a bit more. I don't know what he had in mind, but I wasn't going to argue with him about it.

I was putting the finishing touches on my hair when Julianna barged in holding a deep burgundy dress out for me to take. I slipped it on, not caring that she was still in the room.

"Oh, you look gorgeous!" She gushed and I laughed at he silliness, "I'm driving you to meet him because the location is too secret."

I rolled my eyes as she tied one of my scarfs loosely around my eyes and led me out of my house. The ride in the car wasn't long, but I was tense. I had no idea what Jimin could have done this time. He liked to be creative, and for all I knew he could have decided that we should wear dance clothes to a game of paintball in the dark. The car stopped, and my breath hitched as my door opened and a familiar hand slipped into my own.

"This way, Babe, step carefully," Jimin instructed.

"If you took the blindfold off that might help," I laughed.

"But that would ruin the surprise!" I could tell he was pouting even without being able to see his face.

"Where are we going?" I asked him.

"Right here," He said, releasing my hand.

"Can I take the blindfold off now?" I asked, tentatively pulling at the cloth.

"Go ahead," Jimin said, but his voice was shaky. He seemed nervous.

I pulled the scarf off of my face and my jaw dropped open. We were back at the cliff where we met, except there was a table set up for two with two covered trays on it, and candles and battery powered fairy lights covered every available surface and hung from the limbs of the surrounding trees. The most beautiful thing, however, was the man in front of me.

Jimin's hair was black now, and he wore it bushes back slightly. He was wearing a black suit with tiny embellishments to match my dress, and a secret sort of smile stretched across his gorgeous face. Before I could ask what was going on, Jimin brought a tiny box out of his pocket and got down on one knee.

"Anastasia, I told you four years ago that in five years we would be at our wedding. You know my parents now, and my brother has annoyed you to no ends. Your mom loves us. I love you. I told you that I loved you on the beach four years ago, and I'm telling you that again today. Anastasia, will you marry me?"

"I would love nothing more," I answered, pulling him from the ground and into a kiss.

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And now we've reached the true end. I will be writing a Taehyung book next, and you will be able to find the first chapter on my account sometime this week.

Love Ya Always,
-Haleigh

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