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It was ridiculously late at night when Jumin had returned home. He wore a grouchy expression that was mixed with a sprinkle of exhaustion. His eyes were watery and he yawned. His body seemed to be begging for sleep.
As he entered the penthouse, Jumin untied his tie and carelessly settled his suitcase on the couch. Like he expected it to be, the entire penthouse was dark as the lights were switched off. At this time, he assumed that [Name] (who was presently staying at his place) and Elizabeth the 3rd would have fallen asleep. Possibly, they were cuddled together at this very moment in his bed.
That would be adorable, and the thought itself brought a smile on Jumin’s face.
Sleepily, in the darkness, Jumin let his hand travel downwards towards his pants. He settled it above his pocket and felt the bulge in it, before he patted it.
His smile widened and he felt his heart skip a beat. It reminded him about what he had done.
Jumin felt anxious and yet extremely excited about what he was planning to do. After all, if everything went according to plan, then his planned moment would be the biggest turning point of his life. To be frank, anyone in his situation would feel the same.
Jumin was not sure when it would be the right time to pursue with what he planned to. He was not even sure if the right time even existed at all. It was just one of those things that many experienced in their life. It drove one insane in anxiousness. After all, there were only two possible outcomes of the situation: utter joy or exceeding sorrow. And one would never know what outcome they would be bestowed with until they went through with it.
Jumin and [Name] had shared an immensely loving and pleasant relationship. Unlike many couples, they had not waited a while before they chose to initiate the serious stage of their relationship. However, even if they had shared themselves with one another for only a short amount of time, the love that they held towards one another was utterly pure and genuine. And like any other relationship, theirs’ was far from perfect as they argued and fought like everyone else out there. But the feelings which followed after those fights; the love, the understanding, the need to improve themselves for one another to prevent the same conflicts from occurring; the good that they created after their bad; unlike everyone else, that was something rare and beautiful about their relationship. And if he were to be honest, those were the things that Jumin never experienced with anyone, except with [Name].
She loved him for who he was rather than for what he was. She taught him how to feel, and how to love. Obviously, she loved him for all his perfections. She did not love him for his flaws. Instead, she loved him because he tried to overcome his flaws even if he was not successful in the end. She loved him because of the effort he put in everything that he did.
If Jumin had to summarise her in a sentence, he would deem her to be the imperfect human who was perfect for him.
There was no one else he would ever want to spend the rest of his life with other than her.
Lost in his thoughts, Jumin had automatically began to fiddle with the jewelry box in the pocket of his pant that consisted of a single diamond ring. While doing so, millions of possibilities on how he could propose to [Name] ran in his mind.
He was interrupted out of his thoughts when he felt something soft and hairy rub itself on his leg, and a ‘meow.’
His eyes widened in surprise and he looked down to see Elizabeth the 3rd purring, as she rubbed herself against his leg for his attention.
When he saw her, Jumin smiled as he bent down on one knee and began to pat her.
“Did you stay awake because you missed me?” He asked, and scratched the back of her ears.
Elizabeth the 3rd merely meowed once again as she nudged her head against his hand. And it was in that moment when Jumin saw a red ribbon wrapped neatly around her neck. There was a card and a small fake rose attached to it.
His eyes widened in surprise.
“What’s this?” He asked, and he reached out to grab it. He unclipped the card, and the fake rose as he opened it.
It read: To my Honey Bunny~ ♥
I have a surprise for you in ‘our’ room.
Come if you dare ;D
From I Swear To My Own Mother I Am Not Pranking You This Time,
[Name].
When he read the word ‘prank’ he shuddered at the memory of when he had arrived home late like he did today; and in order to punish him, [Name] had invited him to his bedroom in a very similar way like she had done so now. When he had entered his bedroom, he was greeted with darkness before she had frightened him by loudly exclaiming ‘BAMBOOZLE’ and sprayed his hair pink. The following day at work was atrocious.
But, nonetheless, Jumin decided to walk towards ‘their’ bedroom, despite his nerves telling him not to. Besides, [Name] had promised that she was NOT pranking him this time.
“She would not trick me so mercilessly, would she?” He asked Elizabeth the 3rd, who simply meowed and walked away as Jumin opened the door to his bedroom. His eyes widened at what he saw upon entering.
His room was covered in fairy lights which provided a warm lighting around the room. There were rose petals spread throughout on the floor and on the bed. There were countless of candles placed throughout the room which burned brightly, enhancing the ‘warm’ lighting of the room and provided an alluring aroma.
Within the room, [Name] sat on the floor. She was wearing a short, white cocktail dress which reached up to her knees, and a red ribbon was tied around her waist. As Jumin’s eyes landed on her, she had finished lighting the last candle.
“What’s this?” He asked, his cheeks turning pink as he stared at everything in awe.
His voice had caused [Name] to turn towards him. When she saw him, her face lit up and her lips broke out into a smile.
“A surprise. Come, sit here with me,” She said grinning, and she patted the empty spot in front of her. Jumin obliged instantly, as he walked towards the empty spot. As he sat down, he took off his coat and settled it beside him, to become more comfortable.
[Name] smiled as she grabbed one of Jumin’s hands and intervened their fingers. Then, she shifted her stare so she would be staring deeply into Jumin’s eyes.
“Jumin Han,” [Name] began, smiling and she pressed a button on the remote which she hid behind her back. When she did so, behind her on the wall, red lights lit up brightly. This caused Jumin’s stare to snap towards them.
The lights were wrapped to make alphabets which spelled out certain words to make a specific sentence. When he read the sentence: ‘Will You Marry Me?’ Jumin felt his breath leave him.
“The love I have for you is indescribable. I cannot express it. I love you so much and I love everything about you. I love every part of you, from your adorable humour to your Erratic Tendencies. There’s no one else I would rather complete the rest of my life with. Will you marry me and be my lifelong companion?” She said, her smile widening.
Her eyes twinkled with love and affection that was all directed towards one person: Jumin. The said male had frozen in his spot. However, despite this, the emotions in his eyes spoke volumes.
It wasn’t long before tears began to form in the corner of Jumin’s eyes and he broke out laughing.
[Name], who was waiting patiently awaiting his response, felt shook at the unexpected development.
She pouted and glared at him.
“What’s so funny?” She asked, scowling.
Jumin gave her an endearing smile before he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out the jewelry box. As he was doing so, [Name]’s eyes widened and this time, she felt her breath leave her.
“I do not know why I was even thinking whether this was the right time or not. I should have known you were going to outdo me, and beat me to it. But I would still like to play my part. [Name] [Surname], let’s enter a mutual lifelong contract with each other. I will say yes, if I receive the same answer from you,” Jumin said smiling, and he pulled [Name] in his lap, causing her to yelp.
He clicked the jewelry box open and held out the diamond ring out to her.
A red blush formed on [Name]’s cheeks as she sniffled to hold back her tears of joy. Then, she looked up and gazed deeply into Jumin’s eyes.
Instead of giving him a coherent reply, right then and there, she decided to seal their contract with something much more meaningful. With that thought, [Name] tenderly wrapped her arms around Jumin’s neck and pulled him into a sweet and loving kiss, which he was more than willing to return.