"Jun! Jun! Put me down!"
Wow, the beach was so pretty.
I enjoyed the view, peacefully, then I felt myself being carried,
by of course,
Jun,
the love of my life.
"Put me down!"
I yelled,
while trying to slap his bare back to drop me.
Obviously that didn't work,
since I'm weak sauce and my slapping didn't affect him.
He carried me to my seat near our fire pit.
"Yenny, I want to get married at this beach,"
he paused.
"With you."
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Jun,
that obviously,
was a lie.
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memories - w.jun
Fanfiction"Sure I can delete our texts, pictures, and your contact, but how can I delete your face, and our memories?"
