"Park Yuna, will you be mine and let me be yours?"
At that, I made a sharp turn and was shocked to see Yoongi on a knee and holding out a blue velvet box with a beautiful silver ring.
He pulled my hand gently and put the ring on my finger as he kissed my knuckle.
The tears I was trying to fight had won over me and were flowing down my face. I nodded with a palm over my mouth to prevent myself from crying out loud.
I pulled him up and kissed him. A slow, passionate kiss with atmost tenderness. His soft lips sealed mine. Our lips danced to the beats of our hearts.
We pulled apart and rested our foreheads against each other's.
"I love you Yuna."
