Even his personality had completely taken you back.

Soonyoung was the quietest one in the presentation group your professor had assigned via google randomization. You didn't think he would be this ball of fire that would completely set all your future plans ablaze.

And you mean that in the most loving way possible.

The standoffish dancer in your history class was actually the sweetest man to walk the planet; winning your heart within months of getting to know him.

In the last two years that you two had been together, he had done nothing but repaint the image you had in your head of what life you saw yourself living.

The once very independent girl had now relied most of her days on her boyfriend; almost as if you had forgotten how to fill your own water bottle that resided at your bedside table.

The water bottle he had purchased, by the way – claiming that he had rarely seen you drink water within the first months of dating.

He had gotten it your favorite color.

The one you never mentioned to him – he had figured it out by noticing that your phone case, laptop cover, and school supplies were in that same color range.

Soonyoung had made you forget about your strong opinion of not wanting to text your significant every day – you never did think it was necessary.

And it wasn't like he was adamant that you let him know your every move. No, it was actually the total opposite; he cared for your boundaries.

He simply enjoyed sharing his every intrusive thoughts with you, sending you into a fits of giggle every time you opened the messaging app.

Time has passed and he had remained consistent – telling you about all his meals, the extra crunchy leaf he had stepped on, and the lack of baristas at you and his favorite coffee shop.

Most importantly, he had changed your view on settling down.

Soonyoung was aware that you didn't care too much for marriage or kids – it was simply not in your life plan.

That and the fact that you were a child of divorce; but that's a different story.

He didn't care, claiming "Allowing me to love you is enough."

God, why was he so perfect?

You watched him in awe as he played with his cousin's daughter, who had found herself on his lap within minutes of arriving at his family's gathering.

He had always been so good with kids; a stark difference to you.

"I heard the monster under your bed said you have stinky feet." He teased, poking the five year old's side – earning a giggle from her.

"No! That's a lie!" She cried.

"Nah..." Soonyoung shook his head. "He told me. He called me yesterday to tell you that you need to wash before bed."

"I do wash!"

He pursed his lips, leaning close to the little girl's hair. "Ooofff, stinky Seola!"

With her tiny hands, she had pushed your boyfriend's face away – the two laughing at his antics.

"Monster said you also have to eat more." Soonyoung nodded over to Seola's mother at the dining table, who had just set a plate down – but of course, the little girl did not budge.

She loved her Uncle Soonyoung; and you could see why.

"Come on, go eat and we can play after." He urged.

"Promise?" She hopped off his lap, turning to stick a pinky out at him.

He leaned down, playfully examining the finger half the size of his. "Did you wash your hands?"

"Uncle!"

"Alright, I'm trusting you." Soonyoung sighed dramatically, locking his fingers with hers before watching her scurry off to the older woman across the room.

"She's cute." You beamed as he leaned back on the couch, bringing his arm to rest around your shoulders – pulling you closer to him.

"She's a little gremlin." He chuckled, placing a kiss on your temple.

"I want a little gremlin."

You felt his body stiffen up next to yours. "We can steal her. I don't think her mom would mind."

"I want one that looks like us." You turned to face him – watching the stars in his eyes slowly come forward.

"What happened to no kids. Not ever?" He repeated your words from the very first time the two of you had gotten to the topic of children and marriage.

You let out a small laugh, shrugging. "Someone changed my mind."

"Who?" Soonyoung's brows furrowed "Did they threaten you?"

"Yeah, held my heart hostage too." You rolled your eyes.

"Ah," He nodded, a small smile creeping on his face. "I bet he's hot."

"Let's not push it." You held your hand up, earning a loud laugh from the boy.

"Well, we can talk about kids whenever you're actually ready."

"Keep up with Seola and who knows, maybe we can have one in a year."

"Seola!" He called out to the little girl who had happily turned towards the two of you, cheeks full of rice. "Chew well!"

"You're an idiot." You snorted, shoving the man you would happily marry in a heartbeat.

You had come to realize that it wasn't that you didn't want to get married or have kids because you didn't see it as part of your future plans; you simply hadn't met a man who wasn't exactly like your father.

You hadn't met someone who wasn't just going to be the "man of the house", but someone who was going to be a partner – someone who was going to pull half of the weight. Maybe even more.

You just hadn't met Soonyoung.

He had proved you wrong once again.

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“Like I said, I was with the guys,” Minho walked away. You got up and followed him. He took off his jacket, along with his shirt.

“You've been coming home late these past few weeks. Every Time i want to spend time with you, you always tell me your busy”

“That's because I have been. Jagi, you know about the upcoming comeback” Minho mumbled, walking into the bathroom. You still didn’t believe him,

“Are you cheating on me? Is that why you've been coming home late? Are you lying to me that you're at the studio?”

“Why would I lie to you?”

“Because whenever I want you home with me, it seems like you don't. Then I feel like you've got someone else. Or you've found someone else that's better than me. I cooked some dinner for us. Hoping you would be home, early, yet you weren't”

“Are you blaming me for this?” Minho turned around to face you. You weren't going to back down on this. You didn't know but you felt like Minho was lying to you.

“You haven't even denied that you aren't cheating on me” you mumbled to yourself with Minho stopping what he was doing. He turned to face you. Walking up to you, he was going to grab hold of your hands, you didn't let him.

“If you want to go back to lying to me, then you can. Or better yet, just tell me that you want to break up with me” you chuckled darkly with tears running down your face. All Minho wanted to do was wipe your tears away. You hated feeling like this. Sitting on the bed, you placed your head in your hands. The tears just kept coming and coming.

“Jagi, I'm not cheating on you. I don't even know why you felt like saying this”

“Because you keep coming home late! When I want you home, it feels like you don't. It felt like you've got someone else and that you don't love me no more” you cried out. Minho, who could feel his own eyes well up, sat next to you and hugged you.

“I would never and I mean never, dream of cheating on you. No one else can compare to you. No one else can make me feel the love that you've given me. No one else can make me laugh like you can. No one else can make me laugh like you can. No one else will ever make me feel the feelings that I do for you. I know you might've heard different things from the guys, but there's a reason why I've been coming home late. And don't say about me cheating, because I'm not” Minho said. You turned to look at Minho, who wiped your tears, with you doing the same to him.

“The reason why I've been coming home late and staying at the studio is because of this” Minho got up and walked to where he placed his jacket. Getting the box out, he turned to face you.

“I've been planning this for the past few weeks and it's been playing with my mind how to tell you. So, here it goes” Minho took a deep breath in. He got down on one knee, with your eyes going wide. Opening the box to reveal a beautiful engagement ring.

“I wanted to make this special but you know me” you and Minho chuckled before getting serious.

“There is no one else who I want to spend the rest of my life with. The person who I want to be is you and you only. Y/N, will you do the honour of becoming mine for the rest of my life?”