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I proposed
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The screen is black, then pink and fuzzy as a blurry hand retreats from view. This hand belongs to a mint haired man in a beanie, with an awkward slant to his shoulders. He is sitting in a black, decked out chair, that one might recognize as Jungkook's gaming chair.
"Hi," he says, after a beat. He lifts his other hand to scratch at the back of his ear, "As some of you may know, I'm Yoongi. The boyfriend of this youtube channel's owner. And Jungkook's cameraman, but mainly his boyfriend. Normally, I don't like to be filmed but I thought it'd be nice to document this...if it goes well. I know Jungkook cares a lot about you guys and this would be a really big milestone for us. You obviously know what I'm going to do but I'll say it anyway: I'm going to propose to Jungkook."
He hums a little bit in thought.
"We've talked about marriage before, around a year ago, and we mutually decided we weren't ready yet, but last night I came home, and Jungkook was filming one of his dumb cooking experiment vlogs where he tries to follow Jin’s cooking videos and. He just. Started enthusiastically encouraging the lasagna in the oven and I just thought. Wow, I really wanna marry him. That seems like a pretty clear sign, right? To think those exact words?" he laughs silently to himself, softly and gently wheezing.
"I really don't know if he's ready for it yet. But I just want him to know that I want this, that I want us, that I want him to be mine for the rest of our lives. Oh god I sound really cheesy don't I."
He groans, and mutters something really quickly that might've been "Who even am I," if someone slowed it down by 5x and gave liberal creative license.
"Anyway, I don't know how I'm going to do it yet, cause if you have literally ever watched a single video of his, we are together all. the. time." He gives a vacant stare straight at the camera for a long beat, before he says, face still expressionless, "and I love it."
"We have our ups and our downs but, overall, we’re just...really good together. He’s honestly the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I am so,” his voice cracks, “so grateful that five years ago I decided to give this nerdy muscular bunny boy a chance. I really hope he lets me stay by his side.”
He clears his throat, “Anyways, since we’re together so often, if I'm really going to completely surprise him, I'll have to, like, plan out everything in between everything else that we do. It'll probably use up a lot of my studio time, but I don't doubt that I'm gonna hide out in bathrooms to jot down ideas."
He sighs deeply.
"I don't have any idea where to start yet - I mean, clearly this just came to me yesterday but GOD I really don't know where to start. The ring right? That's the key thing. Numero uno. How am I going to hide it though? Jungkook randomly checks everything."
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In the distance is the sound of a thump, followed by, "Hyung? I'm home! Can I rest a bit before we start doing that video with the fruits?"
The screen becomes blurry again as Yoongi rushes to pick up the camera, black white and grey pushing and shoving at each other across the screen.
"Bye," is heard, jarringly loud, though muffled.
-
The fuzzy hand returns, only to vanish as quickly as before, revealing a scene of darkness, with what one might generously call a silhouette of a human being surrounded by a couple of white led lights.
"Hi," he whispers. "Jungkook just went out to get some snacks. He's gonna return to the studio soon but I'm pretty sure I'll be done by the time he's back. I sent him to get a durian to buy some time."
The scene shifts from the black talking blob to a white computer screen that is displaying a picture of a blurry ring with some text next to it. The camera adjusts and it is now clear that this is a silver ring with a small round black diamond on it with some smaller black diamonds encircling the ring.
"So I found this after looking through some sites, and I don't know if you can tell but that's a white gold ring with a bunch of black diamonds on it. Gold, for obvious reasons, since you know his channel brand is Golden Closet Blank, which this video would be Golden Closet Life probably, GCL. The diamonds black because we both really like black and Jungkook's not so secretly a 90's emo boy," Yoongi's voice gets softer, fonder.
"And diamond," he finishes, "because we live in a capitalist society."
The camera shifts away from the screen, turning towards the bottom of it, which is shrouded in darkness and a rainbow light up keyboard. “I ordered this a few days ago and it should be arriving in around 6-8 weeks. So. I’ll make another vlog when I get it.”
-
“Soooo….I lied,” Yoongi starts, hand moving away to reveal blond hair under a beanie, and really good eye makeup.
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“The ring did not arrive yet. BUT! I just had a great idea for when and where I’m gonna propose,” he smiles a really gummy smile, eyes crinkling and happy. “So we visit Busan every few months or so to visit his parents, and just cause he gets homesick for Busan really often. We’ve actually had plans to travel to Busan with Jimin for like, months now, but it just occurred to me that it’d be a good idea to propose to him while we’re visiting the beach. Which we will definitely be on for secret reasons, and because of those secret reasons it will actually be romantic and not Eat Sand Galore.” He visually reflects on his words and tacks on, “Hopefully.”
“I think it’s impossible to escape the sand, but it will definitely not ruin the proposal.”
He stops to think again.
“...Hopefully.”
Another beat.
“Should I just propose somewhere else?”
-
There is a small white box lying on a table.
“It’s here,” he whispers, and his voice sounds a bit tight. “Jungkook’s in the other room right now and I’m pretty sure he thought this was my new cable charger since Tofu, that absolute dickwad of a cat, chewed through the wire.”
A pale hand comes into view and it’s comically huge compared to the box. If someone looked closer, they might’ve said that it was trembling.
The hand dexterously flips open the box, index and thumb on the top and the rest gently cupping the bottom. Inside is a black diamond ring set in white velvet.
“It,” he rasps, “it looks really good. He’s gonna love it.”
He takes the ring out and turns it left and right, examining it carefully.
“God, I really hope he says yes.”
-
Green, brown, and grey swirl around the screen before it settles on the roots of a cut off tree interweaving in and out of brown, extremely dry looking dirt. The screen turns again, more slowly, to reveal Yoongi, looking a bit red and sweaty, wearing a large backpack and a big yellow sweatshirt. His blond hair is tied in an apple ponytail on top of his head.
“I was planning on Busan but fuck it,” he says, bluntly. “We’re on Namjoon’s annual birthday sunrise hike and things literally could not get more perfect. It is fucking beautiful up here. Namjoon’s been talking about the miracle of love to his camera for the past hour and I’m pretty sure it’s because Jimin and Jin did some kinky shit to him yesterday but he’s right . I’ve been holding hands with Jungkook for the past thirty minutes, and he kissed my nose right before he ran ahead to beat the rest of the group and vlog alone like he usually does. I love him so much.”
“Hyung,” a voice calls, “why the hell did you suddenly run off the road? It’s dangerous, idiot.”
“Come here for a second, Hoseok-ah.”
“...No...why the hell would I..”
Yoongi rolls his eyes so hard they nearly bulged out. “Please.”
“...Fine,” the sound of steps gets louder, until a red haired man with a kind face comes into view. “Wait, hyung are you vlogging ? Have we finally converted you?”
“No. This is a one time thing because I’m about to propose. Hold this,” he hands over his phone, giving an incredibly great view of Hoseok’s chest.
“You’re going to what?” Hoseok asks, absolutely dumbfounded. There’s the sound of rustling before the phone gets taken back and Yoongi’s backpack gets dumped into Hoseok’s arms. The view fades back into colorful obscurity as the phone wildly moves around. There’s the sound of Hoseok’s sputtering noises, a zipper getting unzipped, and a soft “Aha!” from Yoongi, before the familiar view of Yoongi’s hand holding a ring box comes back into clarity.
“You have a ring?” Hoseok says incredulously. The screen pans to him looking dazed.
“I have a ring,” Yoongi echoes. “One that I am going to give it to Jungkook. Please record this life-changing event for your best friend.” He doesn’t wait for an affirmative and the screen violently blurs once again as the phone is shoved into Hoseok’s hand, but Yoongi’s careful enough about it’s placement that it’s now facing towards Yoongi. He’s now taking his hair out of the apple ponytail and fixing it as best as he can.
“Do I look okay?” he asks, seriously.
“Uh, yeah?”
“Good,” he replies, and then turns around and sprints away like there’s hellbeasts chasing after him.
“HYUNG WAIT-” Hoseok screams, before cutting himself off to chase after Yoongi, who’s becoming a little yellow blur.
For one solid minute, is the sound of footsteps, huffs, and wheezes, accompanied by only the view of something going up and down, with a blob of yellow in the center approximately most of the time, given extremely leniency for what counts as “the center”.
Finally, it seems they have reached the others, because Hoseok has slowed down and everything is in better clarity than before, and faces and bodies are now visible.
They’re all holding some form of camera and directing it at Yoongi, who barreled by.
“What the fuck,” says a very beautiful man while Hoseok jogs by, “Hoseok you had one job.”
“It’s happening!” he answers, frantically.
He reaches the front of the group, and goes around some blond mulleted person to reveal Yoongi, kneeling on the ground, ring in hand and aimed towards a very muscle-y person in a white t-shirt and some black dress pants that looks like a deer caught in headlights.
“Jungkook,” he starts, breathing heavy, “Ever since I met you, my world has gotten so much brighter. Every day, I wonder how someone as strong, kind, and selfless as you can exist.” His voice smoothes out as his breath stabilizes, “Even more unbelievable is that you see something in me that you want, that you like, and that you love , even when I’m at my worst. Jungkook-ah, you make me feel so damn special every day and all I could ever want now is to make you feel the same. I want to give you everything you wish for, because it’s everything you deserve. I would do anything to see your cute, dorky smile,” his voice breaks, “and to hear you laugh. If I could, I would give the world to you, because you are my world.”
He takes a deep breath.
“Jeon Jungkook,” he says reverently, “will you marry me?”
Jungkook bursts into tears, and then immediately tries to cover his face with his hands. Yoongi gets up and hesitantly tries to console him.
“Baby?” he says.
“Don’t,” Jungkook mutters into his hands, through his sobs, and trying to move away, “no, no, don’t look at me.”
“It’s okay if you say no,” Yoongi tells him gently, “I just wanted to let you know I’m here to stay.”
“I’m not saying no!” he says loudly. “Just, please, give me a moment.”
A shorter man with pink hair comes into frame, going to Jungkook. “I’ll take care of this,” he says to Yoongi, and then puts a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder and leads him away and out of view.
Yoongi watches them go, looking concerned, and then looks directly at the camera, panicked. “He cried,” he starts, “oh my god I made him cry.”
“I made him cry ,” he repeats, wild eyed, “What do I do? Google didn’t say anything about this.”
“ Google? ” a voice says very judgmentally, in the distance, that everyone ignores.
Yoongi paces around the location, where it now clear is the end of the trail that they were hiking on, as the road ends at a fenced off area with a great view of the city and the surrounding trees.
“Wait,” Yoongi says, “was Jungkook wearing dress pants? Why the hell? Was he wearing dress pants? Wasn’t he wearing some ripped jeans earlier?”
Someone coughs awkwardly off screen.
“Do you all know something I don’t?” Yoongi demands. “Why was-” his words trail off he sees something and his jaw drops.
Jungkook comes back into view, in a full tuxedo and with his hair gelled back. His face is tearstained and his eyes are still shining and wet, but he’s smiling so hard that his face might split open. He’s holding a black little box and some blue flowers in a bouquet, which he hands to Yoongi, before kneeling to the ground.
“Min Yoongi,” he says, voice wavering. He opens the box to reveal a ring with a solid silver band and a sparkling big diamond in the center of it. The sun creeps over the horizon just enough for the diamond to have a warm, light golden glow. Yoongi gasps.
“You already know it, but I’ll say it again and again, whether or not you need to hear it. I love you to pieces. I love you to the moon and back. I love you with more love than I ever thought I could hold in my body. Life has been difficult for both of us throughout these years, and we’ve had our highs, our lows. It’s been a rough ride but it’s been worth it to have you by my side. With you, the future isn’t the scary thing it once was. With you, I’m brave. With you, I’m happy. I was so so happy when you first took my hand and agreed to date me, and I am so happy now, asking you-” he sniffs and a tear escapes from his eye, “asking you to marry me.”
“Though you kind of beat me to it,” he adds and laughs wetly. “Words can’t convey how much you mean to me, but if you’ll let me, I’ll try to to show you how amazing, how miraculous you are for the rest of our lives, and maybe someday, you’ll know the depths of what I feel for you.”
Yoongi’s eyes glimmer with unshed tears, but his gummy smile is unbelievably wide. He tries to hide it with his right hand. Jungkook notices his intentions and delicately brings it back down and entangles their fingers with the hand that isn’t holding the box.
“Hyung, will you please do me the honor of marrying me?”
“Yes,” Yoongi whispers faintly. “Yes,” he says, stronger this time.
“Yes if,” he continues, and giggles, “yes, if you say yes too.”
“Yes! Of course, yes!” Jungkook says enthusiastically, and rises from his knees to dip Yoongi, kissing him deeply. Their hands are still entangled and the box is digging into Yoongi’s back but they look like they don’t mind at all, despite the hoots, hollers, and whistles coming from the others offscreen. When they finally part, they’re breathing heavily but they’re beaming and looking at the other like they’re the only ones to exist in the world. Then they both realize that they have rings in the their hands and right themselves, hurrying to put them on each other’s right ring fingers, and shoving the boxes in their pockets. They then hold out their hands to look at the rings on their hands together for a moment, and Yoongi moves to entangle them again, bringing the other to cup Jungkook’s cheek and lean in for another, slower kiss that Jungkook meets him halfway in. The sun rises further ahead and they and their surrounds are bathed in warm light. This kiss is chaste and it’s not long before they part.
Suddenly, Jungkook grabs Yoongi’s waist and lifts him, turning towards the camera.
“I fucking got engaged!!”
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