"I love you, Tae," I whispered in between soft kisses.

The male giggled. "You say it every five seconds, love, but I love you too."

"Thank you for coming with me to see my parents," I told him. "It meant a lot."

Taehyung squeezed my hand, giving me another kiss. "Of course, babe. If you asked me to go with you to the moon, I would."

I pulled away after another small kiss, pinching his waist while swallowing the lump in my throat. "There is something I wanted to ask you."

He raised his eyebrows, a small scrunch forming between them.

"I-I wanted to ask you about your thoughts on solidifying our love by... maybe making love?"

Taehyung chuckled, exhaling. "You're asking me for sex?"

I bit my lip, giving a small nod.

Taehyung cupped my cheeks, pecking my lips. "Baby, just the fact that you asked means so much to me, especially after what happened... when I got hooked on drugs." He got a faraway look in his eyes.

"Tae, love, I didn't want to trigger anything, I am so sorry for asking."

He shook his head. "No! No, it's actually... I feel okay. You being here is helping, and the thought of having sex with you doesn't hurt. Instead, it makes me feel elated. I used to only have sex when I was stoned so I didn't have to feel anything, but I am excited to feel everything with you." He put his hand on my heart as he rolled me onto my back, straddling my waist. "Because I love you, and you are my home." He wiped a tear off of my cheek with his thumb.

I sniffled, a small smile on my lips. "My only home is you, Taehyung."

"Don't cry, Kookie."

"Damn, I can't help it now that I don't have drugs in my system." I couldn't help but chuckle as he wiped another tear from my face. "I'm going to be a mess at our wedding."

Taehyung's hand froze on my face. "Our wedding?"

I chewed my bottom lip. "Yeah? I could see myself marrying you, Tae. It's okay if you're not there yet or don't see it with me, but I know you're the one for me to spend the rest of my life with."

The other male pouted slightly while tears formed in his eyes. "Is this a proposal?"

I casually shrugged. "Do you want it to be?"

Taehyung pondered for a minute before he sighed. "I do. I do want to marry you, and I want to accept this... improvisatory proporal because we're not the type of people for tradition. The fact that we could be engaged after just sitting here talking in our bed, with no ring, and no planning. This is real. This is us. This is who we will be for the rest of our drug-free lives. So, I want to accept your non-proposal proposal."

My mouth opened in a large smile as I engulfed Taehyung in a hug. I kissed his shoulder as we hugged, telling him how much I love him.

I pulled away, grabbing my phone.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung chuckled.

I winked. "Spreading the joy." I dialed the number and put it on speaker.

"Hey, Kook! What's up?"

"Yoongi! I wanted you to be the first to know something."

Taehyung squeezed the hand that is not holding the phone, laying his head down on my shoulder.

"Oh? Is it a good something or a bad something? I'm not emotionally prepared for a bad something?"

Taehyung and I laughed as I shook my head. "It's definitely a good something," Taehyung announced.

"Oh, well hello Taehyung! Um, okay. I'm sitting down. I'm ready."

I looked at Taehyung with a question in my eyes. He nodded and we counted down from three before simultaneously telling my best friend the news.

"We're engaged!"

The phone went quiet for a second before a squeal erupted from the line.

"Ow! Hoseok, that shit hurt my ears, Goddamn." Yoongi sighed, but with a hint of amusement. "Congratulations you two! I'm honored I'm the first one to have been told."

"With me too, dumbass!" Hoseok said, and we could hear him smack the back of Yoongi's head.

"Try that again, bitch! I dare you!"

"I know you like it rough, Yoongi, but that was the weakest slap I've ever given anyone." Hoseok laughed.

Taehyung's eyes went wide before he quickly hung up the phone. "Holy shit, I am scarred!"

I giggled. "What do you mean?"

My boyfriend, no. Fiancé. My fiancé shook his head. "I did not need to hear how Yoongi likes it rough."

"I've heard about it for years, you get used to it... eventually. I hope."

Taehyung snorted, curling up against my torso with a content sigh as he got comfortable.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before I spoke once more. "Are you not going to tell Jimin?"

"If I called him he would come over to hug me and I'm very much enjoying cuddling you, so I'll tell him before the meeting tomorrow."

"He's going to lecture me, isn't he?"

"Probably!"

I released a deep breath. "I guess it's worth it if I get to call you my fiancé."

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Hi Taekook is adorable

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