love me now, touch me now, just let me love you

section 17 - don't lie, you are an angel

"Shoes off of the bed, Jimin. How many times have I told you that?"

"Sorry," Jimin apologized as he kicked his tennis shoes off and onto the floor.

"Jimin, I'm cleaning up. Why can't you get up and set them by your suitcase?"

He groaned, rolling off of the bed lazily. "Okay."

"You're just making more work for me if I have to clean them too," she warned, knowing if she said something of the sort it would finally work to make him do it.

"Bear, I'm sorry. I'll get them and put them away, I promise," he said, standing and taking the shoes over and laying them on his suitcase.

"Thank you, Mochi," she said, brushing the sheets off where he had his feet before. "We need to leave this place looking spotless for the next people who stay in this room."

"I think that's impossible after we've been here."

"Excuse me! I'm clean!"

"No, not you and I. I mean the boys."

She nodded. "Mm. Yeah, that makes more sense. Well, believe it or not, you've done it before, so you can definitely do it again, mister."

He made a face, picking up a pile of dirty laundry. "What should I do with this if we're leaving soon, then?"

She took the pile from him, carrying it over to a trash bag and putting it all in there. "This. I'll just put it in here and then when we get back home, clean it there."

"You know, you'd be an amazing wife." Jimin played with a dangle earring he had left on the table. "And not because you are clean and tidy and all that stuff."

"Then, why?" she asked, smiling a little as she helped pack his clothes into his suitcase, folding them neatly and setting them inside.

"Because. You're the girl for me and I love you so much."

Her heart did a little flip, and she beamed. "Jimin! Really? You'd marry me?" She looked up at him, and he furrowed his brows.

"Of course I would, aein. Why would I be dating you if I wasn't going to marry you eventually?"

Seulgi looked back down at the suitcase and continued to pack, smiling to herself. "What are you trying to say, then? Huh?"

"I want to be with you forever," he answered. When she turned, he was down on one knee in front of her. "Kang Seulgi, will you marry me?"

He held a beautiful ring in his hand in an open tiny box, looking up at her with hopeful eyes and a tiny wishing smile. She smiled the biggest smile she ever had, and covered her mouth, tearing up.

"Jimin....."

"What?" he asked, panicking, "Will you not?"

"Jimin, no. Of course I will! I will happily marry you!" she cried, throwing her arms around him, not even inspecting the ring before she hugged him tight. "I love you so much," she said, squeezing him tight and sniffing, her joyful tears wetting his shirt on his shoulder. "I love you more than anything in the universe, Jiminie. Omo," she sobbed, beaming. He smiled wide, kissing the side of her head over and over.

"Me too, Seulgi-ah. Me too," he said as he buried his face in her silky hair which smelled great. He smiled a huge smile, hugging her tight.