130914; One year anniversary---Wedding Escapade.
He was nervous. He didn’t remember ever being this nervous. Not even at Big Bang’s debut. Butterflies filled his stomach, the movement of their wings made him nauseous. Luckily he hadn’t eaten anything since waking up or it would have ended on his neatly polished shoes a couple of minutes ago. He switched the huge bouquet of assorted flowers to his left arm to open the glass door in front of him. A quick greeting was granted with a nod of his head while passing by Xin, the other answered with a knowing smile and a wink. Jiyong knew he had just come from the studio he himself was heading towards right at that very moment. The couple’s close friend had seen to it that Chaerin was distracted during the morning while Jiyong was seeing to the last preparations of his grand scheme. Without a word, the two males had a small exchange, Jiyong tossed over the keys of his and Chaerin’s home.
Jiyong walked on, knocking shortly on the studio door behind which his fiancé would be working hard, obeying fake orders of Yang sajangnim. It was, after all, only the twelfth of September. As expected, she was sitting with her back to the door, engrossed in the music diagrams in front of her. The bouquet took away some of his view but he could still notice her head bobbing up and down slightly. A light cough escaped him, it was then she took notice of his presence. After her startled look he was allowed for a moment to bath in the grace of her smile. He handed her the flowers to get a better look at the picture perfect standing in front of him, a goofy smile taking over his own features before his nerves came raging back. “I made reservations for dinner…” he informed her. Of course she immediately came to the conclusion she needed another outfit, and a shower. He had come prepared for this reaction so he at once steered her towards the YG shower room while he picked out an outfit for her himself. A big amount of their garb was company owned so the more fancy outfits usually stayed in the building, accordingly it was not a very hard job to find the right dress to match with his own rather fancy suit. When emerging from the shower, however, a small struggle ensued over the fact it was not exactly the dress Chaerin herself would have chosen. Eventually he let her win the little game, she pulled on the dress he chose anyway.
The rest of the evening was rather perfect; the restaurant Jiyong had chosen was small with a private atmosphere, the food and wine delicious and top class (even though Jiyong had to finish almost half of Chaerin’s portions, as usual), the warm autumn air perfect for a short stroll afterward. Chaerin was blinking sleepily by the time the couple got back into the car to start out on their way home. On the other end there were Jiyong’s nerves racing at high speed again, as he knew their evening was not nearly at an end. The actual surprise was still to come, he hoped she would not disagree with his plan, or the fact that he had taken matters in his own hands. While she dozed in serene silence, he was clenching his teeth so hard his jaw started to hurt. Should he go through with this or blow it all off?
A long deep breath steadied his shaky hands and served at the same time to push his nerves to a far dark corner of his consciousness. Quietly he crept out of the care, careful not to wake up his beloved and proceeded to make his way into their apartment. Four suitcases were waiting in the hallway, Jiyong took note of the suitcase Seungho had prepared for him before bringing them downstairs two by two. When the suitcases were loaded, Jiyong got back in the car driving them to the airport. He considered himself lucky Chaerin was sleeping so soundly and accordingly wouldn’t notice a thing until they reached Incheon.
He made sure to check in the baggage with an airport assistant waiting for them in the VIP parking lot of the airport. Everything had been arranged so the couples little escape might go completely unnoticed to the public, Yang sajangnim had helped take care of that. Jiyong smiled to himself when recalling the many arguments that preceded the final approval of his boss. It had been a struggle but Jiyong had not backed down on this, no matter how little the CEO had liked it. Yet, here he was, abducting his own girlfriend! A small laugh escaped him at the absurd idea, which earned him a funny look from the airport assistant.
Next came the hardest part, waking up Chaerin and getting her on the airplane without too much drama. The procedure earned him a lot of glares and tugging at his sleeve and nagging. Their final destination was however revealed to her when boarding; Bali.
After a long and somewhat unnerving flight, lots of questioning and bickering they finally landed on the small island, making their way to a rather small and private beach reserved for the occasion. A few yards away was a cottage with sea view that he had managed to rent, as well as an arrangement with the owner to put up some decors for his purpose.
It was here Jiyong finally revealed his true surprise; he turned towards Chaerin and took her small hand in his, “Chaerin? Will you marry me here and now?”
Have you ever had so much things happened in one day that even though you blinked your eyes, breathed in and out, think so hard till your forehead line wrinkled in hope to process all at once, but you still left astonished? Chaerin was sure that this was it.
In abrupt flash, she remembered how disappointed she was when her phone rung in the late evening, a duty call from Yang Sajangnim that she recalled had given her permission to go home early today and take a day off tomorrow. He knew her purpose so well---she was about to use her limited time at night and early dawn to prepare her presents for her and Jiyong's one year anniversary---why all of a sudden with his change of mind? With a frustrated sigh of annoyance, it took all her will, strength and responsibility as a leader not to ruin those music sheets she had worked on for days and doodle nonsense and childish drawings on it. Jiyong's unexpected arrival indeed diminished her exasperation ever so quickly, allowing a fond smile smoothly made its way on her lips.
Slipping her phone into her bag, she tried to lean back against the back seat and made peace with her mind; no wonder she was sleepy but she just couldn't let herself sleep yet. Jiyong's present wasn't done and impending stuff to do was just not her forte, it always made her grumpy and agitated. Though she realized it was already a bit too late to sneak around preparing Jiyong's present, it was even more improbable with him already next to her now. 'I still can make it at dawn tomorrow', nothing else you could do other than self-reassurance, right? She pondered alone as her eyes effortlessly letting the blurry lines of lights dash through when Jiyong's car brought them back home. Few seconds later, she found herself texting Xin, asking him to wrap up the things she just bought discreetly and kept it somewhere, only she could know where, safe. 'Just in case' she thought to herself. For the last time after countless, she took a glance at him in between lazy blinks. Subtly noticing as though he was quite tensed and restless for the past hours he was with her, but her tired eyes, warm tummy and drowsiness took her without much effort, leaving her with no chance to assure herself whether Jiyong was okay.
What on earth actually happened? Either she was dreaming or already awake in reality, she just couldn't grab the situation where a few hours ago she still peacefully slept in the car and now she silently sat in the cushioned seat by the window- on the plane. Where to? Her heart nearly leaped out of her chest when she heard clearly the faceless voice in the airport announced their plane was about to board to Bali. They were going to the place only she and Jiyong knew how special it was. What for? Does he tell anyone about this before we leave? Yang Sajaning gave his permission?
"Are we running away, quitting our idol careers and start our fisher family there?" Most likely Jiyong took the last question out of many as the stupidest one, but at least it made him laugh out and I earned myself more than just a repetitive no; a flick on the forehead and longer answer, "No, you silly fart. Now shush and go back to sleep."
And now, Chaerin wasn't sure what time it was nor she cared about it anymore... She couldn't avert her slowly teared up eyes at the view in front of her; the beach as the background with the bamboo canopy and two floral accents on it, the set up dinner table for two, the perfect cottage for them to rest later for the rest of the week. Every time she inhaled, she breathed in the salty warm air into her lungs; the familiar scent only Bali had the special reminisce in it. She let the wind brush its palm against her cheek while the sun kissed every inch of her exposed flesh, lovingly completing the heartwarming moment as she lightly squeezed Jiyong's hand, alarming him that her few minutes silence and trans was just her trying to absorbing the unexpected big day and not choking on her own happy tears just yet.
Gaze fixated at his, she realized she couldn't wait any longer to be his wife. Before her throat filled with too much air as if a balloon filled up inside, she huskily answered, somewhat wanted to give a charming answer but ended up with an emotional, "Yes, yes! Of course, you silly! I will--" and launch herself to suffocate her poor shocking man in a hug, just realizing his body was just as shaking and his muffled laugh was just as husky as hers. She knew this took all his might and nerve to bring her here, and she could only hope her hugs and final answer would erase all his worry and doubts.
With the help of the professional wedding organizer staff, in less than an hour, Chaerin and Jiyong both dressed up to their respective dress and tuxedo. Chaerin held up the bride's bouquet a bit higher against her chest. This was real. She looked down at her wedding dress which Xin was so kindly letting her bug him endlessly to find the perfect one, and so nice that he helped packing it in her suitcase without her knowing.. Knotting the dots, now she sort of understood why Jiyong seemed so anxious last night. The realization made her chuckled to herself. This was very real. She looked up to the soon-to-be-her-husband and her heart leaped out of her chest for sure this time. He was the realest dream that comes true. ---and man can he stop being extremely handsome in that tuxedo.... She actually had so many to say---that she's a bit mad because all this surprises were overwhelmed her that it made her forget to wish him happy anniversary; that he's an idiot, her idiot, for going through so many hassle for this surprise alone she wanted to share his anxiousness without a doubt but in all honesty... she was just beyond happy. The feeling was ineffable. What he's done was beyond her dream and she couldn't expect anything more perfect than their little happy corner in this beach. All she wanted now was to stand by his side, say their vows and their 'I do'.
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