Seriously Heart?

After the interview Abby called me, “Hello?”

“Claire, look on instagram.”

I didn’t want to look on instagram. I have been avoiding it ever since that day in the hospital.

“Why?”

“It doesn’t matter why, just look on your comments!” Abby said, excitedly, and hung up.

Chanyeol looked at me quizzically.

“She told me to look on instagram?” I said as a question. I opened the app and it blew up. Just kidding, I had millions of comments.

I read through the comments aloud, “‘OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS ARE SO ADORABLE!!!’ ‘I didn’t really like you guys at first but you are so cute together! Like really GET MARRIED!’ ‘You guys are still EW!’ ‘That interview was so cute.’ ‘I agree with that one person, GET MARRIED! P.S. your children would be so cute!’ ‘AHHHHHHH!!!!’” I read through many hateful and lovely comments.

“Finally! We have shippers!” Chanyeol squealed.

I hugged him, “Documenting this moment!” I said, pulling up the camera on my phone.

We took many pictures, and one of them Chanyeol pressed his lips to my cheek and I laughed. It was a perfect picture.

I posted the picture to instagram and said ‘Thank you all for supporting us! We love to read your comments, thank you thank you!!!’

Chanyeol wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead, “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” I whispered back.

--TWO MONTHS LATER--

It was four o’clock and Chanyeol and I were going to go out for the day off. I was wearing a sundress, with my hair curled. I didn’t know what we were going to do, since Chanyeol said it was a surprise.

A knock came at my door and Chanyeol came in, without waiting for me to answer. “Babe, you ready?” he called in.

“Yeah, let me grab my purse!”

Chanyeol poked his head in my room.

“Hey! Be patient!”

“Hurry!” he whined, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

“The more you whine, the longer I am going to take.” I said, matter-of-factly.

Chanyeol stood still, and kept his mouth shut.

I grinned at him, and took my time anyways. I slowly walked toward him.

“Ugh, you’re taking too long!” he said, barging in and picking me up like a was a baby.

“Hey, let me down.” I said kicking, until I hit my foot on the door frame.

“Oops, down you can’t walk.”

“Chanyeol!” I whined.

“I’m not going to put you down if you keep whining!”

I was silent for five seconds, “Okay, put me down.”

“I don’t feel like it.”

He just grinned and didn’t put me down until we were in the car. We blasted the music and sang obnoxiously just like right before our first kiss.

We arrived at the beach where a picnic blanket was laid out, with a telescope looking out to the ocean.

Chanyeol opened the door and escorted me to the blanket.

He opened the picnic basket he had carried out from the car. Inside was delicious looking food.

We ate and chatted away, until the food was gone.

“That was really good!”

“Thank you,” he said pecking my lips.

I smiled, “You’re so cute.”

“Come look at this,” he said pulling me up to look into the telescope.

I looked up into the clouds and over the ocean. I saw a small island and turned to Chanyeol.

“Woah Chanyeol!” I stopped, he was on one knee smiling nervously.

“Claire, will you marry me?” he said, pulling out a beautiful ring.

“YES!!!” I screamed and pulled him up to his feet and kissed him.

“Wait, let me put the ring on you.”

Chanyeol put it on my finger, well tried too. I was jumping up and down.

“Claire, can you stop jumping for a second,” he laughed.

“Sorry,” I apologized, using all my strength to stand still.

As Chanyeol was putting the diamond ring on my finger, I admired his face. He looked up and smiled at me.

“I love you,” I hugged him.

“I love you too.”

I pulled him into a kiss, once again, not wanting this moment to end.

Notes

Just kidding that's not the end. I had a revelation, there is going to be an epilogue.

I HOPE YOU LOVE THE END!!! I probably will wait a while to start posting the Chanyeol point of view. And MAYBE write a sequel. MAYBE! (don't get your hopes up!)