★Please... cherish me★ | Yoosung x Reader

Cuddles: before the wedding

Side note: I read that it's still a bit taboo in South Korea for an unmarried couple to live together, and so for that reason (and also because I think Yoosung would have been raised to approach these sorts of things with traditional thinking) I have written it as Yoosung and MC are getting married, but also preparing to live together. ^^

"Ah~ Jagiya, stay just like that!" You stared at your soon-to-be-husband quizzically as you laid with your head in his lap, the pair of you enjoying a starlight picnic in the empty park on the night before your wedding. At some point the two of you had just stopped talking - and you'd lost track of time thinking about how grateful you were to have met the young man who had entrusted you with his heart.

His fingers stopped playing with your hair briefly, and his violet eyes met yours - his glasses reminding you of just to what extent he loved you.

Just as you were about to look elsewhere from embarrassment, he leaned forward and gently pecked the tip of your nose, his own face blushing and bright.

"I love you," he whispered, going back to stroking through your hair. Eventually his fingers drifted, brushing over your hair and caressing the soft features of your face, his touch gentle and tender.

The way he was looking at you with eyes full of love, gratitude, and reverence... you could feel your emotions begin to swell in the moment. This man, who you loved with all your heart, who'd supported you and cherished you with everything he had...

Tomorrow he would be your husband, and you would start a new chapter of your lives - together.

So much had happened leading up to this moment - you had plenty of good memories from the life that had started by joining the RFA, but you also remembered the hardships and pain that had come before that time.

But it was over now. You were eager to marry the person you loved; to have new problems; new memories - but those would be things you would overcome and create together.

"Honey - you're crying." You blinked, which caused more tears to roll down your cheeks, leaving behind salty trails on your skin.

Recognizing the concern on his face, you smiled reassuringly and sat up - not bothering to wipe your eyes before you flung your arms around him - and hid your face in his neck, your body relaxing as you enjoyed his scent.

"You smell wonderful..." you murmured, half to yourself, but Yoosung had keen hearing and picked up on it immediately - and you didn't have to look to see he was flustered by your comment.

"H-honey?"

As the moment went on, he also melted into your embrace and enveloped you with his warmth; arms coming wrapping around you, while he rested his chin on the top of your head.

"We're going to be married tomorrow, Yoosung," you sighed happily, "I can't even begin to describe how happy I feel."

"Try," he whispered.

And so you did, holding him close while he combed through your hair; his other hand entwined with yours as he made no effort to hide his shy giggles that grew the more you spoke.

"It's like... there's this bright, warm light in my chest, and whenever I think of you... or the wedding tomorrow - it feels like it might burst from happiness... All of this feels... too good to be true," you admitted, causing your eyes to wander across the night sky, "I'm so grateful that I found you but... being this happy also makes me feel... scared..."

He brought his lips to brush against you forehead, smiling.

"Jagiya~ It's okay to feel scared," his voice had softened as he regarded you kindly, "I've felt the same way."

"You have?"

He nodded earnestly, "Of course! You're... the most beautiful person I've met! And I want to spend my whole life making you smile - and listening to your laugh... and the cute giggle that you make when you tease me. I've had to really hold back up until now, you know."

You smiled, "Until now?"

His cheeks flushed, "W-well, for example - I want to spend all my time with you. Every minute — no, every second — that I have to leave you after I drop you off at your home, or leave the chatroom to go to class is torture! And," he blushed more deeply, "Whenever we're together I just want to compliment you all the time - but it would get annoying all the time, wouldn't it? And then you might think that I'm being insincere..."

"Kim Yoosung," you felt your embarrassment fade as he finished speaking, surprisingly shy after being together for so long, "The day you risked you life to protect me after only knowing me for just over a week, you proved that anything and everything you do for me is done with absolute sincerity - I'm marrying you because I love that part of you, so please always be comfortable speaking your mind..."
He stared at you from behind his glasses with those violet eyes, full of awe and it caused you to go back to being flustered, "A-ah, not that I deserve to be the recipient of that sincerity all the time... I just, wanted you to feel... comfortable."

You gave him a small smile, "We're getting married tomorrow - you don't need to hold back anymore, 'kay? We're gonna be together for the rest of our lives after all."
You felt your heart skip a beat from the puppy-enthusiastic smile that you were rewarded with and seconds later you were gasping as he pulled you into a bone-crushing hug which you suspected was a plan to hide the sniffling that had begun.

"Now you're the one crying," you murmured, reaching your hand into his golden hair.
He sniffled in response, "I'm sorry."
You couldn't help but smile at his apologetic voice - there was no doubt that you had chosen the right person.
Reaching into your pocket, you procured a small pack of tissues and gentle pried your sniffling fiance away from you long enough to begin dabbing at his eyes, while your own emotions had begun to build up again.
"You brought tissues?" He seemed a little surprised, but you continued dabbing at his face.
"One thing I've learned from being with you is that you cry a lot," you informed him, to which his face sank along with his pride as a man. Or so he thought.
"You always cry when we're together - when I was really sick you cried as you looked after me; when we finally went on our first date after you were released from the hospital; during the movie we watched on our first Valentine's Day... A picnic on the night before our wedding seemed like it might be a tear-worthy occasion~" Feeling bad for how embarrassed he seemed, you returned the gesture he had shown earlier and kissed the tip of his nose, "But that's one of the many reasons why I want to spend my life with you, Jagiya."

It was no use - his eyes had welled up again and the tears kept falling. You gave up on wiping them away, instead once again gathering him into your embrace and rubbing his back soothingly.
"W-will you marry me, MC?" He hiccuped, once he had finally managed to compose himself somewhat again.
You patted his head, "Not until tomorrow, honey."