The Day He Realized He Wanted to Marry You
Yoosung
It was his friend’s fault.
His university had a freshmen week where every student organization makes a booth to recruit new members.
Unfortunately, Yoosung’s organization wasn't permitted to have a mini petting zoo. In exchange, they had to dress up as animals and host a number of carnival games.
You decided to pay him a visit. He really didn’t want you to see him in a puppy onesie with ear headbands, so he told you to come during lunch. Someone will take over by that time, so you two could eat and walk around.
His friends, however, had different plans.
They texted you to come around 11 so you could get the Yoosung-in-a-puppy onesie experience.
The moment you saw him, you laughed. His flushed expression only added fuel to the fire.
He’ll have to get revenge on his friends later on.
“You're enjoying this way too much,” he said in feigned anger.
You smiled at him as the two of you walked in the courtyard. “Of course, I am. We should buy matching ones.”
He wasn’t opposed to that at all.
“Excuse me,” a student stopped the both of you, “Yoosung and MC, right?” The two of you nodded. Before you could ask what he wanted, your right hand and Yoosung’s left hand were cuffed together. “You’re late for your wedding.”
He was a member of the literature club, the organization with a marriage booth. You could pay to get married, or someone will pay to have you marry someone.
His friends did the latter.
Yoosung was breaking out in cold sweat on the way to the booth. Although you two have been dating for nearly 2 years, you told each other you’d have that conversation only after graduation. I mean, he was still relying on his parents for his tuition, he didn’t even have his own money yet. And you, well, you had your own family circumstance to clean up before you could consider a future.
It was all messy. You two were still young and you barely had anything to your name.
More than that, you two haven’t really been talking all that much because you’re both in busy periods of your life.
What were his friends thinking? This is going to be bad. What if… what if you start thinking about it? What if you get scared and tell him to cool off for a bit?
The “priest” looked at them with eyes filled with mischief. The rule was, they would ask pre-planned questions from his friends about each other. If they get the answer wrong they must pay a fine.
“Silence!” the “priest” yelled to his friends cheering in the back. “First question, to the bride, what’s a bad habit of his?”
She chuckled. “He, uh, he sometimes forgets to eat because he’s too busy studying or playing. Strangely though, when I’m around he never forgets to feed me.”
The crowd cheered. “Correct. To the bride, where was your first kiss?”
That question was easy. “At a party,” he answered. She wore a red dress. It was the first time he saw her in real life. Stunning. He didn’t think anyone could be that pretty.
The crowd cheered even louder.
“This is the last set of questions. To the bride, what’s his full name?
“This is my boyfriend… well, I suppose in this case, my fiance, Yoosung Kim.”
The crowd went wild and she laughed at their reactions.
“To the groom, what’s her full name?”
Again, it was easy. He spoke her full name and had an inkling to change her surname.
The “priest” told them to face one another “MC, do you pledge to help him to develop his heart and mind, cultivating compassion, generosity, ethics, patience, enthusiasm, concentration, and wisdom as you age and undergo the various ups and downs of life and to transform them into the path of love, compassion, joy, and equanimity?”
“I do,” she answered him with a note of amusement, as she had no other choice but to say so.
“And do you, Yoosung, do you pledge to help her to develop her heart and mind, cultivating compassion, generosity, ethics, patience, enthusiasm, concentration, and wisdom as you age and undergo the various ups and downs of life and to transform them into the path of love, compassion, joy, and equanimity?”
“I do,” he answered, because no other answer came to him.
“In the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Usually I’d give you the option to kiss each other on the cheek, forehead or have an eskimo kiss but I think the crowd wants a real kiss. Who wants a real kiss?”
The crowd cheered and the two of you obliged.
Right then, Yoosung decided his first paycheck was for an engagement ring.
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