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y/n pov
i sigh as i look at the scene in front of me, everyone was panicking while i was just sitting down. once in a while, someone asks me about my preferences and it sucked.
i will be turning 18 in a few weeks and everyone is making a fuss out of it. my family arranged everything although i didn't want a debut. just a simple family gathering with my closest friends will be fine but they decided to do this. said it was a 'once in a lifetime' thing.
feeling bored, i get my phone and browse through my social medias. suddenly, a message popped in my phone. i quickly looked at it to see it was guanlin, my best friend for literally my whole life and my crush.. for also.. well, literally my whole life too.
his mom and my mom were best friends since high school, and it was their promise to each other that their children will be the ones that will get married. apparently, i think i am the only one who agrees with that promise of theirs.
i sigh as i open the message.
hey
what
are you busy?
i'm fucking dying
what? why? want me to come over?
of boredom
what the hell i thought it was something serious
well,,
why'd you text me anyway
you wanna hang out? i got a new game
i'm not at home tho )):
where tf are you this early?
i'm at -- events place, mom's setting up my debut smh
that's.. 3 weeks away!
i know right!!!
bitch its only right!! i meant that ITS IN THREE WEEKS!!
pls come here,, i'm bored,, leave your nags at home tho
i sigh as i close my phone, looking at the mess in front of me.
"i promise you'll enjoy it." my mom sat beside me and smiled at what she has been preparing for a month.
"i think i will. thanks mom," i said and side hugged her. "by the way, i invited guanlin over, i'm too bored here," i said.
"of course hun! the escort should see this too!" she said and chuckled.
"mom, stop that, he doesn't like me. only i do." i said and smiled at her.
"are you sure of that?" she said and winked at me. she suddenly looked at the door and welcomed guanlin.
after chatting a little with my mother, he sat beside me and mom went to look around the place once again.
"gorgeous," he said, and when i looked at him, his eyes were wandering around the room.
"aren't i?" i joked around.
"of course," he chuckled which made me look at him with intense gaze. "what?" he asked.
"did you just agree with me?" i asked. "are you.. sick?" i touched his forehead and neck, but he wasn't showing any symptoms of having a fever.
"what the hell, if you don't want it then don't take it," he said and irritatingly shooed my hands away.
he stayed until we had to leave, we dropped him off his house which was only near and was in walking distance.
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time skip to debut
3rd pov
"now escort! please do the honors of snatching away our princess from her dad," the emcee said jokingly and everybody laughed. guanlin being the gentleman that he is, did the courtesy and asked you to dance with him.
"i'm tired," you said and sighed.
"we aren't even half of the event yet you're tired already." he said.
we swayed side-wards while waltzing and it was getting awkward. to avoid getting more awkward, you looked around to see everybody dancing around the both of you.
"ah, i want this to end," you said once again.
"then lets stop dancing." he said and literally stopped.
"what the fuck are you doing," i chuckled. both of you were the only ones not dancing and since no one was paying attention to the both of you, it was a first for you that day to act who you really were. you played around with guanlin and when the emcee called for you again, you went to the stage with the help of guanlin.
"there is a special segment for today," the emcee stated. i'm not aware of this part of script although i've read it for hundred of times already so i looked at the emcee who winked at me. she started whispering to the ones in charge something that i can't hear or even see. "now, are you all curious?" the emcee asked and hyped the guests up. "let us call on, lai guanlin!" she said then let the spotlight be on guanlin.
he walked in front of you and sighed deeply.
"what the fuck is this," i whispered but he only smiled.
"i'm very nervous, i'm so sorry," he smiled while holding the mic. "today is a very special day for our y/f/n here, who turned 18 just today," his hands were trembling because of his nervousness. "and today, i want to take this time to tell everyone.." he sighed once more. "of how much i am in love with her." everyone was now making noises, cheering guanlin on.
you were now celebrating on the inside, trying your best to contain your happiness. guanlin wasn't looking at you but rather to the guests, so you had no choice.
"from the very first time we met, we were literally infants." he continued. "to when our brains gradually matured.. i thought that.. i'm so glad our parents made that promise. that promise for their children to be married. i suddenly thought of you as a lady, not someone who i want to be siblings with, but someone who i want to spend my life with and have a future with. you drive me crazy, y/n." he glanced at you.
everyone was at awe.
"and now, i would like to take this time to ask you, y/f/n." he knelt in front of you. "would you be my girlfriend?" he asked. everyone was anticipating for an answer.
"what the hell," i said without the mic.
"i overheard your conversation with your mom the last time we went here. i never knew i could be that happy. i asked for your hands to your mom and dad before your debut, and thankfully, they said of course," he said, removing his mic too.
you were left speechless. everything was planned so well. you recall all those times you kept your feelings from him, and now it was blasting all over the room.
you too, never knew you could be that happy.
without anything to say, you just nodded. you hugged each other, starting your life together.
"what a happy ending!" you hear the emcee and everyone cheering for the both of you. "we wish you both all the best!"

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