#marry

"why?"

pairing: kim seungmin x reader

warnings: fuck is in there somewhere ;-; really it's pretttty fluffy, inner angst maybe?

word count: about 900

summary: vacation with the group takes a turn when your boyfriend does something a bit...unexpected.

it was a shame he couldn't marry you.

you held seungmin's soft hand. it was barely calloused, a bit bigger than yours. warm.

-

you weren't some 9th member of the group, but it was often you joined stray kids on any long trips away from the public and their cameras. because after all, you, too, had to hide. so you were on vacation.

well, sort of.

even when you weren't where you lived, as long as you were with him, you were home.

but you get the point.

-

he squeezed your hand softly, warming yours up. the breeze was faint, enough to tousle hair. but it wasn't yet cold out. you ran together up the hill leaving felix all third-wheeled on your tail. he was holding a big camera. the only 'big camera' you'd have to see this week.

you giggled with seungmin, hair flying about. he smoothed it away from your face and gave you a few little kisses accompanied with that pretty smile he'd worn this whole trip. and felix didn't seem too salty about being in the dust.

it wasn't yet sunset, but the sky had taken a light lavender hue, the sun already orange. what a venue.

"so pretty," seungmin mumbled.

you hummed in agreement. you didn't check where he was looking.

he was wearing a simple button up over a white shirt and shorts. he was beautiful as ever. it may as well have been a tux.

and you, you got dolled up for everything. especially this time knowing felix brought the cam. you and seungmin were gonna get the best couple pics to hide away under your nightstand or something.

it was beautiful weather.

felix positioned himself with the camera a few feet away from you and your boyfriend, snapping a few pictures. you hit a few poses, maybe a kiss or two. nothing too cheesy. you'd hate to look like those couples in the postcards acting all 'in love.' none of your love was for show. how could it be?

in the back of your mind, you thought to yourself: what a venue. you might even have been filled with anticipation if you were anyone else. but you knew better than to say anything. why make seungmin feel bad for such a non-issue?

you had come to terms with what you had. he was still yours anyway. not a lot could be better.

-

but in the end, it was a shame he couldn't marry you.

-

"hey, rotate a bit..." felix directed. "there!"

he gave seungmin a wink. seungmin's eyes lingered on felix's before smiling at you again. your heart fluttered.

"the sun's catching us just right," your love said softly, gently holding at your hand for the camera. it was recording this time.

"i knowww."

the sun was just hidden enough it didn't hurt in your eyes. you had butterflies. you thought those were over after all these years.

"come on!" felix prodded.

what?

thud.

no.

you locked eyes with the boy you loved, who wasn't eye level with you anymore.

you screamed and jumped back. delightfully. but also in hysteria. he kept a stupid smile the whole time.

shining in his shaky hands, a ring. as in wedding ring.

you almost laughed with joy, but you weren't just overjoyed he'd even risk it.

you were confused.

so instead of a clear yes (even though you'd say yes in your sleep), you asked:

"why?"

-

"why what?"

"why marry me?" you searched his eyes, now knelt down to his level. "no one would know. the label would be pointless."

these were things he had thought of, of course. but to him, marrying you didn't have to mean flaunting you.

seungmin pretended to think for a moment, the breeze wooshing around the two of you.

"well, i just...wanted to marry you."

-

you could've cried. you understood.

after a moment, you crushed him in a hug. "you're crazy!" you yelled.

"what do you say?" he asked softly.

you screamed out a yes. of course you'd say yes. you'd basically already said yes with the way you live with him. there had been mornings he’d kiss your face and you’d whisper something like ‘we might as well be married,’ and he’d go ‘wanna be?’

felix was laughing.

"i wanna be married to you," seungmin repeated. "how does that sound?"

"husband sounds awesome," you said between little kisses all on his face. he grabbed your hand and slid the ring on your finger.

"a little fast there, wife," he laughed, kissing you back.

felix still had the camera rolling. he couldn't stop smiling. it was perfect footage.

-

'it was a shame he couldn't marry you.' what you'd always thought the second you got too bored and started paying attention to what your subconscious had to say. but you were wrong. he could do whatever the fuck he wanted.

and he wanted this bad.

-

no one could really say why logically. you wouldn't be a wife he could show off. and all the things you'd do for him wouldn't be all that different from what you already did as his girlfriend. but now you're official official. concrete. there will be proof of you and him, tangible like the pictures under the nightstand. no one but the two of you would ever see it, but that was enough. beautiful enough to have happened and to be worth saving.

and according to him,

you were worth marrying.

ASHLEY Kennedy?

Solo io posso parlare di Carlos perché ci sono dentro

Has he gone crazy?