Coincidences |A Namjoon FF | (completed✓)

48- The proposal~

His POV

She looks out the window, humming along to the song that's playing on the radio. And I can only think about what I'm about to do.

I'm going to ask her to stay with me
Forever.

And I hope to god she says yes.

Her POV

I am wearing three different coats
And I still feel cold
Namjoon throws me some blankets and we huddle as close to each other as possible as we look at the sky, the magical lights slowly becoming brighter..

They're so beautiful that it takes my breath away. I intensely focus on them, trying to remember every detail so that I could paint it once we got back home. I feel Namjoon shift away from me, as he grabs one of the blankets and drapes it over himself

"Aish Namjoon what are you doing?!" I say as my body shivers due to the sudden flow of air.
He stands on the truck bed and slowly gets down on one knee, not taking his eyes off of mine for a second

Wait...
Is it for real this time?

"Ayanna... These last two years, have been absolutely magical, to say the least. I didn't know it was possible to love someone as much as I love you. You've taught me so much. You've helped me love myself, and for that I thank you. You may have no idea, about how much you mean to me. You're the light of my life, a part of my hopes and dreams. And life with you, would make everything so much sweeter. So I want to ask you~
Would you do me the honour, of being your husband?"
He says as he pulls out a tiny black velvet box out of his coat

I choke on a sob
"Are- are you sure?" I manage to get out

"Never been more certain." He says with a smile

I can't stop the tears from rolling down my cheek as I nod my head, and he slips the ring on my finger, immediately pulling me in a hug.

"Oh Jagiya~ I love you so much!" He says

"Oh Joonie I love you more~~"

We can't stop smiling all the way back, stealing glances at each other the entire time, him holding my hand, as we sing along to the songs....

...

The next morning we start packing up all the bags as our flight was in the evening.

I felt giddy with joy the entire day. And Namjoon couldn't stop smiling at me either.

We put all the bags in the taxi and sat in the back seat. But once we reach Stockholm, we don't go to the airport. Instead, the taxi pulls up to a fancy hotel.

What

"Namjoon- we have a flight to catch-"

"Oh but our flight is on the day after tomorrow" he says with a sly smile

"What?"

"I booked the tickets, remember?" He says with a wink as he gets down and helps me out.

We are taken up to the suite and all I can feel is how out of place I am here, with my faded jeans and sweatshirt

"Ahh Ayanna~ you're my girl now.. and you're now my queen" he says as he lifts me up and twirls me around, the smile never leaving his face

"Namjoon I don't know how to react to all this-"

"A sensory overload? Yeah I get it... I can't get over the fact that were engaged!" He says with such delight that I low-key squeal along with him

"Ohh Ayanna you have no idea what I have planned"