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Time for me to go and write up the new chapter of You Belong To Me Now <3 It's chapter 3 and my subscribers are waiting for it <3

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Onew Oneshot [♥]

I haven't been on here for sooo long. :O I feel bad xP

Yup, so here you go, another OnewxYou oneshot.^^ If you don't want to know about "your" weird dreams, just ignore the part in italics and go straight to the fluff :D

"Onew was still in a deep sleep, one arm wrapped around your waist, holding you safe. He never seemed to bother about alarm clocks at all, they just didn't wake him. Maybe he was too used to Key's nagging to always react to every annoying noise he heard. (A/N: I never said that! Saranghae Kibummie! <33)"

You were walking through a park alone. It was a cold day in fall, leaves in all different colors were floating through the air like feathers. The last rays of sunlight searched for a way down to earth between the trees, making the grass shimmer in a warm shade of gold. You pulled your scarf tighter around your neck, humming a song you heard on the radio.

Suddenly, your enviroment changed. You were in a room with mirrors covering two of the walls. A CD-player was standing in a corner, playing a happy tune. Taemin was right in front of you, wearing a hat, similar to those kids would wear to their birthday party.

„Noona, where's my present?“ He pouted. You looked at him in confusion. Today could not be Taemin's birthday, because it was in the middle of winter, from what you could see through the window. But then, the younger boy's pout changed into a child-like grin.

„Don't worry, I was kidding, noona. This is my outfit for the japanese video for Lucifer.“ he cheerfully told you.

The music coming from the CD-player changed. Now it played a really annoying melody. No, you couldn't even call it a melody, it was just a strange beeping noise.

„Taemin-ah, how are you suppossed to dance to that? It's really annoying.“

Taemin laughed. „I'm not supposed to, stop being so funny noona! Don't you recognize this?“

„Should I?“ you asked in confusion. Gosh, you felt really dumb right now, the irritating sound still in the background.

Beep beep beep beep...

Your eyes fluttered open. You sleepily rubbed them with the back of your hand. But actually it didn't help a lot with seeing something. All you could recognize was yellow. Just..yellow. Your brain slowly started to work properly, so you were able to notice that you were covered with your blankets from head to toe, a small space above your head letting air into your fluffy cave. Probably the sun was shining, what made you feel even better right away. You reached out your hand from under the sheets for your alarm clock, which was still beeping at a nerve-racking volume. You hit it once, without even looking at it. Finally, silence. Except for the birds tweeting outside the window., but that was a sound you actually loved hearing after waking up.

Thinking about things you loved, you turned your head to the right, looking at the the most adorkable person on the whole planet (at least for you). Onew was still in a deep sleep, one arm wrapped around your waist, holding you safe. He never seemed to bother about alarm clocks at all, they just didn't wake him. Maybe he was too used to Key's nagging to always react to every annoying noise he heard. (A/N: I never said that! Saranghae Kibummie! <33) He slightly smiled while dreaming. It was like this little action from him was infectious, because the corners of your mouth automatically curled up into a goofy smile. You turned your whole body to get a better look at him, feeling a bit creepy for watching him sleep, but it wasn't like he seemed to care a lot. You watched Onew scrunch up his nose briefly, shifting around a little. A strand of hair loosely hung over his closed eyelids. Still smiling, you pulled it back to its place. Big mistake. Now that you touched him, you couldn't keep your hands off him. Your hand slowly grazed over his temple down to his cheek, feeling his soft skin under your fingertips.

A dreamy sigh escaped your lips. You immediately thought „That's it. I'm getting way too girly right now.“

You popped your head out of the sheets, almost completely closing your eyes again at the bright sunlight washing over your face. It was a beautiful day outside, so you wanted to enthusiastically swing your legs out of bed. That somehow didn't work, because a strong arm pulled you back and glued you to the bed.

„Where d'you think you're going, baby?“ A soft voice sung into your ear. „You wake me and then just leave? Not happening.“ Onew said, hugging you tightly and nuzzling into you the crook of your neck. You layed there frozen. Omo, he noticed me? I was behaving like some creepy stalker!

„Don't be embarrassed“ he mumbled as if he read your thoughts, „it was pretty nice to get woken like that.“

You could feel him smile against your skin. His warm breath tickled your neck, which slowly made you relax. After a while, he swung his right leg over yours, making it absolutely impossible for you to escape. Not that you tried, or even wanted to. Finally, you found your voice again.

„ Am I your sidesleeper pillow or what?“ you playfully pouted.

„Hmm“ was the only answer you got.

„Yah!“ you tried to scoot away, at which you totally failed.

„Sorry.“ He said, pressing a light kiss to your neck.

“You better be”, you replied, chuckling a bit.

You laid in silence for a while, and started to stroke his hair gently,looking out of the window. The sight of the city in the early morning sun warmed your heart.

“Hey, what are we gonna do today?” you asked, tapping Onew's head lightly to draw his attention.

No answer.

As you looked down, you noticed that your boyfriend had dozed off again, cuddling up to you, his heartbeat slow and steady, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. You couldn't help but grin at the sight.

“Yeah, staying in bed seems like a good idea.”

[bemytaedybear]

Visiting Onew at dance practice [Drabble-shot :D]

Author: bemytaedybear Pairing: Onew x You Genre: slice of life, fluff Rating: PG-13 (that's even a bit high) Length: Drable-shot(not enough for a Oneshot, too much for a drabble), 751 words Author’s Note: This is one of the first things I've ever written, so please bear with me, I might come back to make it better later. ^^"Oh, and this is set before March 2012.

You entered the SM bulding at around half past 2 pm. You crossed the hall, smiled and bowed lightly to the lady at the reception.

After taking the elevator to the 4th floor, you walked down the corridor, heading to the practice room from which the familiar music came.

„Oh i’m curious, yeah, sajin sok nega sungan misojieo... wae...“

Officially, you were not allowed to know this song yet, since it wouldn't come out until march, but since the members had let slip to you they had a new song, you kept asking until they agreed to sing the refrain for you. It sounded absolutely amazing to your ears.It was not what was known as SHINee's style before, it was different, not bad, but you could still hear the boys you met a year ago.

The song kept going, they were probably doing a dance practice. It seemed silly for you to wait just in front of the door, so you knocked and stepped in. Five faces looked at you, but quickly went back to serious staring. Only Jinki smiled widely at your sight, and just then he missed a step and nearly tripped. His face was now turning slightly red, while he tried to concentrate on the dancing again. Jinki was not risking to make eye contact again.

„Aigo,how cute is he...“ you thought, taking a seat on a chair at the other end of the room, watching the guys doing their dance. Soon enough, your mouth was dangling open, and you just remembered in time to close it again, when the last chords were played.

Panting, the members took seats or went to drink from their water bottles, only Taemin ran towards you, not looking at all like the serious and focused dancer he was just moments ago.

„Annyeong, noona!“ He said smiling and hugged you. You smiled, too and answered happily „Annyeong Taminnie!“ while hugging him back.

Key drank from his bottle, placed it back on the ground and sighed at Taemin, who was still hugging you. „Taemin-ah, will you stop annoying ___-ah!“. Pouting, Taemin let go of you, asking „Am I really annyoing you,noona?“ You couldn't withstand his puppy dog eyes and answered „Of course not!“ and ruffled his hair. „NOONA!“ he squeaked, running away from you, the others laughing.

„Hey ____, were you that impressed by my dancing? You were practically drooling.“ Key said with a smirk on his face. You felt your face burning, but managed to answer: „You're such a show-off! “ and added quickly „Not that you were looking good anyways,Kibummie, the others were so much better“.

You stuck out your tongue at him. That was a big, fat lie, but in such moments you would never admit that he was a brilliant dancer, like all of them. It was just for his best.

Okay, maybe you called him Kibummie in that tone just to annoy him.

Jonghyun and Minho said 'hi' too, and after a little chatting, the four of them started to train a few moves without music.

You were watching them, when you suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.

„How come that you greet everyone before your own boyfriend, huh?“ a special someone whispered in your ear.

„Mianhae Jinki-oppa“ you whispered back, though you knew he wasn't angry, because you could feel him smiling into your neck, which he was nuzzling into at the same time.

„I think I can forgive you.“ he mumbled, still smiling.

You turned around to face him, his arms still wrapped around you.

„You think?“ you asked, pouting at him. Suddenly you pulled him down by the collar of his t-shirt, planting a kiss on his lips. The last thing you saw before your eyes fell shut, were his, widening in surprise and then closing, too. Your arms automatically wrapped around his neck, Jinki pulling you closer to him. The kiss was gentle, sweet, like they always were.

After a few seconds, you pulled away.

„I will definetly forgive you.“ He mumbled, your faces barely 2 inches apart. You just smirked at him.

„Yah, would you two mind getting a room later? We still got a lot practice to do!“ Key yelled across the room. You glared at him, now it was his turn turn to stick his tongue out.

„And you would think I'm the leader.“ Jinki sighed, getting ready for another round of dancing.

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Wedding Dress [5/6]

Title: Wedding Dress [5/6]

Author: shawolchui

Pairing: Onew/you

Length: chaptered

Rating: Chapter-PG13, Overall-R

Genre: Romance, flufff

Warnings: Language

AN: To satisfy the lack of romance in my own life, I write fluffy fics. Read the prequels to this first, lol.

PS... I rushed the end of this chapter. Sorry. xP

Waking up to Onew was always the best part of your day. It was this way because it was like waking up with a reason to be overly happy. Every. single. day. And now, knowing you would marry the love of your life, waking up with him beside you was such a beautiful thing; it was truly a blessing to have Lee Jinki in your life.

Your eyes fluttered open to the bright morning lights through the thin window curtains. There were still arms wrapped around you, those of Onew. His face was snuggled against the nape of your neck. He smelled really fresh. NOt flowery and fluffy like all of those colognes the media threw everywhere. But Jinki smelled fresh and natural, just as he should be.

Onew was so indescribably handsome just the way he was. Too many things about him were so irresistibly attractive. There wasn't just one or two things you could pick to say that you loved about him. It was just the compilation of everything. Even his faults, you loved so much. Because they were a part of what made him the one and only man you loved.

You lightly brushed his hair with your fingertips. He must have felt it because he sighed into your shoulder. How adorable. As you watched Onew sleep peacefully, he eventually rolled away from you, sleeping on his back. His profile was so perfect. It was like looking at a painting; so unique and beautiful.

You just laid that way for a while, still kind of sleepy, but wide awake at the same time. Your eyes were fixed on Onew; his chest raised and dropped with every breath, and his face made some expressions--from his dreams, you assumed. What a cute person, even while sleeping. He was perfectly angelic and pretty that you could never imagine being with anybody else. You even wondered what you would do if you were ever to be without Jinki.

~

The date and venue of the wedding ceremony and reception were set. You and Onew even bought the engagement rings. While picking them out, he joked, "Well, you were the one who proposed. So will you buy my ring first?" His silliness made you laughed, but you punched his shoulder anyway. The manager of the jewelry store obviously got a good smile out of seeing you two, and he explained it to be because he, "never saw a couple more in love than you two."

With the rings, date, venue, and even wedding colors picked out, you felt it was time to get a wedding gown. Choosing a cake design and everything could wait. You must have had a thing for wedding gowns,,, because every one you tried on made you smile. When you were standing on that small pedestal, looking in the mirror with one particular dress on, you finally felt like a bride.

It hit you as if you ran straight into a brick wall. And I mean RAN. But it was a brick wall you must have seen coming, and couldn't have stopped from hitting. You just didn't stop to think about it enough before to realize that you were really getting married.

It wasn't a dream. No, it wasn't even a romance movie. It was real life: you were going to marry Lee Jinki, SHINee's leader and eldest, the guy everybody loved since his debut in 2008. You never thought this could come. You loved Jinki for a very, very long time. But when you were a fangirl, it seemed impossible, even when you joked with your friends, "Yeah, Onew and I are going to meet one day, fall in love, and get married!" But no, it was really happening.

The thought was a bit too much, and you must've fainted in the dress shop because you woke up in a hospital bed with Jinki and a few close family members at your side. You got really confused because you thought you were just at the bridal shop. So going from being in a wedding gown to a hospital gown was quite a change.

Onew was gripping your hand, and when your eyes finally blinked open, he rushed to make sure you were okay. "Babe, oh my gosh, you're awake. "He kept talking, but you couldn't make out most of the words. You, still being in a haze, didn't catch it alll. You heard jumbled parts and pieces... "... was so worried and... it was so random, you just... and I didn't know... so now you're here and..."

"Jinkiya..." you slowly and quietly tried to interrupt. It was not loud enough becuase Onew kept rambling, "... but now you're awake and..."

"JINKIYA." He finally stopped droning and looked you straight int he eyes. ONew had a mixed look of surprise and worry written all over his face. Surprised because you yelled, which was unintentional. And worried because... probably because you were in a hospital bed.

"Babe," you softened. "Stop talking so much; I'm okay." You put a soft hand on his cheek. "But you look extra stressed today... And... you should tell me why?"

He kind of avoided you with his eyes as he mumbled something inaudible. You moved your head closer to him and asked him to repeat it without the mumble.

"Well," he began. "The dress you were trying when you... fainted... It costs $11,250."

"Okay,,, good thing I was only trying it on."

"Well, that's the thing.. You,,, since you fainted and we had to rush you out of the store, they made me buy it."

"WHAT?" you screamed back in shock. "Bring it back. Eleven grand is too much for a dress I'll only wear once."

"I would, but..." Onew's voiced trailed off as he avoided looking at you again.

"But what??? Jinkiya, just tell me already." Your brows furrowed as you pouted.

"OKAY OKAY. THEY HAVE A NO RETURN POLICY."

Shock filled your mind. You couldn't think. Your brain just froze. You felt like fainting again. But with the IV in your arm, there was more than enough fluid in your bloodstream to keep you from fainting. Speechless, you looked into Jinki's eyes with an apologetic message in your eyes.

He sighed and put a hand on your face, assuring you that it was all right. Jinki's warm, soft palm on your cheek made all of your thoughts return to your brain, and a smile return to your face as well.

"It'll be fine," he comforted. "I paid the down payment. We'll just have to cut the cost of some other thing. It's a good thing that dress was my favorite on you."

Favorite? You couldn't even remember how it looked. Uh, white?

You sealed your eyes tightly, trying hard to think of what it looked like. White? Well, duh. Capped sleeves, draping on the skirt... It was coming back to you. And yeah, it was your favorite too. In fact, it made you think of Kibum's bride's wedding gown. The one that you admired so much. Her dress had capped sleeves, but a slightly different silhouette. Hers was trumpet; yours was A-line. Hers had beading; yours had lace. As much as you really liked her dress, you had to admit it: your dress was better.

Yours not only suited your body well, but it was also your personality. It was simple, pretty, and fun. One more detail came into your mind: it was practically backless.

Well, you thought. I guess it's worth the money. We'll just have to, like Onew said, cut some other spending...

And that was fine with you. Your mother taught you well how to watch your pennies.

~

After a couple more hours, the doctor deemed you okay to be discharged from the hospital. The doctor also commented on your obvious engagement, "Best wishes to you both!" You smiled warmly and thanked him for the treatment and wedding wishes.

But the thought of being a bride still lingered in your mind. It was not as big of a deal anymore, considering you didn't faint again. But you still dwelled on it a fair amount. Onew asked if you were worried about anything. But you put it off, claiming to just be tired from fainting and everything.

~

They say the two or three weeks prior to the wedding would make a couple grow closer or further. You and Jinki, luckily, grew closer. Making plans for the honeymoon, being notified of RSVPs, and talking about the future... It was all so overwhelming. Overwhelming in the good way though.

There were so many things that just HAD to be perfect, and you wouldn't let it be any other way. Nobody was going to let this wedding fail, especially you and Onew.

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HAHAH okay sorry that's a weird ending to the chapter. But the next, and final, chapter will be good

[happykyuday]

Wedding Dress [4/6]

Title: Wedding Dress (chapter4)

Author: shawolchui

Pairing: Onew/You

Length: chaptered

Genre: Romance, fluff

Rating: Chapter-R, Overall-R

Warnings: language, and... sex in this chapter :P

AN: I write fluffy fics to satisfy the lack of romance in my own life... Read the prequels to this first lol.

PS: I KNOW.I randomly added smut to this story. I didn't plan it when I started the fic. But it just got added.

PPS: I posted this just now for JumbaJazz :P hahha

If you thought it surprised you, you couldn't even imagine how surprised Jinki must have been. Considering the two of you had the biggest argument of your entire relationship just the night before, you and Onew knew you both had made a big turn. Especially with your shocking question. But that's how it was for your relationship; it was impossible to stay upset with each otehr. The love you shared was just too great.

And since you proposed to him, it was no longer a wonder whether or not the love was real. Hell yeah it was real.

Onew picked you up by the torso in a huge hug and spun you around multiple times. He turned and turned until his clumsiness caught up with him when he began to stumble on his own feet. Then he had to set you back on the ground. But it didn't stop him from making your lips receive the most heartwarming kiss. YOu smiled into Onew's lips, letting the barely-there taste of minty gum fill your mouth. Jinki pulled back first, only to peck your lips again before wrapping his arms around your hips and throwing you over his shoulder, fireman style.

As if he was kidnapping you, Jinki shuffled into the bedroom, careful not to trip again. It made you giggle, how cute he was. Jinki seemed like a child on Christmas day who just opened the best present of his life. There was nothing he wanted more than to hear those words from your lips.

By this point, any slight remembrance of the romantic dinner and evening you planned was well out of your mind. All that mattered was that Jinki was there with you. With you when the deep kissing escaladed to a hot makeout session. With you when his hands feathered up your curves. With you when he slowly eased your back konto the bed and crawled to hover over you. Your lips never strayed from his. They stuck together as if they would never meet again.

You felt Jinki's lips turn into a sexy grin on yours while his hands traveled up from your knee to your thigh, pushing the hem of your dress with the tips of his fingers. Goosebumps came with a slight shiver from his touch so inviting.

Inviting? Fuck yeah. That's why you began to entice Onew even more, tugging down the zipper of his jeans, sticking a hand in to feel an already stiff member in his boxers. He smuggled a moan into your mouth at the contact to his dick.

As you slid his jeans down, he kept pushing your dress up until you couldn't take it so slowly anymore. You ripped the boxers off of him and gripped his thick cock in your hand. You could feel it was already sticky, and far beyond ready to go. His rocket's engine was on and ready for "blast off". sorry i know that sounds really weird lol

Onew took that move of yours shockingly. He never saw you so controlling, especially in bed. But the thought must have turned him on even more, because your dress was off of your body and thrown to the floor in a matter of seconds. The rest of your clothes--barely there panties and a strapless bra--were stripped off of you and discarded to an unknown spot in the room as well. And neither of you knew where his shirt had gone. Not like it mattered.

All you cared about was loving Onew, and making sure you could show him that. So you let him kiss your neck down to your breasts. So you let him suck and lick in circles around your nipples. So you let him into your wet entrance.

You knew his dick was huge. Hell, in every picture, his "bulge" was obvious. But inside of you, it was fucking huge. Your hands went to grip something, anything to help you adjust to his length. They landed on his hair, taking a handful of his smooth, brown hair and practically massaging his scalp.

Moans and whimpers were the only sounds you made while sweat began to bead up on your forehead and back. Jinki hissed at your tight walls around him. But when you finally loosened up a bit, he began working his pelvis in circles to go deeper within you. You matched his speed and soon found a rhythm. It was to the beat of his heart.

At that moment, you knew it wasn't just sex. Pure love-making. You loved Jinki. And Jinki loved you. And with your legs wrapped around his waist, you felt every bit of love possible.

Not long after his first few thrusts, Jinki came inside of you, and you were just as satisfied with his smooth and warm seed filling you as your cum mixed with his. It made a mess on the bed, yeah. But that must've been a part of love-making too.

He slowed as you two rode out your highs. Jinki finally stopped and pulled out of you fully. He laid next to you, both panting and sweating. You closed your eyes and regulated your breathing before propping your head up with your hand, attached to a bent elbow on the bed, to look at Jinki. Onew was staring at the blank ceiling, breathing evenly through his nose.

"Hey," you suddenly pouted. "You messed up my plans."

"What are you talking about?" he argued with a friendly smile. "You know this was better."

"Better than fried chicken?"

He bit his bottom lip before contradicting himself, "Well... you know... I uh... I love Chicken... but no I love you more!!!"

You playfully punched his bare shoulder with a chuckle and a grin from him.

"Hey!" he scrunched his nose. "Not nice... How could I marry somebody who abuses me??"

"Jinkiya! Not nice... Don't even joke about that..."

"Babe, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry... Don't worry, of COURSE I'll marry you." Jinki suddenly laughed out of nowhere. As cute as it was, it was a wonder to you why he laughed. But you had no choice but to giggle along. Trying to control your own laugh, you managed to ask, "Hey, what's so funny??"

He turned back to the ceiling and sighed. After a couple seconds, he chuckled slightly before saying, "Usually... The guy proposes...

You pretended to be angry, playing around of course. There was no way you could really hide how happy you were to know that you and Jinki really loved each other. But you teased anyways, crossing your arms and turning away from him in the bed. You soon felt his muscular arms around you, holding you close and warm, spooning you. His dick was still pretty hard, and now pressed against your ass.

He wasn't asking for more. As much as he may have wanted it, even you wanted it, he only said, "Stay with me, in my arms forever..."

Your pout softened to a grin while you promised, "As long as you hold me close, I will always stay with you."

The two of you fell asleep like that. He fell asleep first again, breathing into the crook of your neck. In his arms, there was nowhere you'd rather be.

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END OF CHAPTER 4~! Anticipate the last two chapters ^^

[happykyuday]

Wedding Dress [3/6or7]

Title: Wedding Dress (chapter 3)

Author: shawolchui

Pairing: Onew/You

Genre: romance and fluff

Length: Chaptered

Rating: Chapter-R (for the use of the word fuck), Overall-R

Warnings: language

AN: To satisfy the lack of romance in my life, I write fluffy fics. Read the prequels to this first lol. Also, I know I suddenly changed the overall rating on this. Because it gets worse in content... :S Enjoyyy

"Could I let myself marry him?" you asked aloud to nobody again. Maybe Jinki was right; if you really loved him, you might let yourself marry him. And if that part was true, did that mean you did not really love him? No. Impossible.

I love him, you tried to assure yourself, uncertain of whether or not you actually believed yourself.

You shook the thought out of your head. Swiftly, you threw the covers off your lower half and swept your legs off the bed, feeling the coolness of the wooden floor on the balls of your feet, then your heels.

Flashbacks of the previous night's argument played in your mind, while the repeqted question of whether you could let yourself marry Jinki danced with what you thought was logic and reason.

Because you were weird when you got angry, you wouldn't usually throw things, yell, or show any other physical signs of anger. Instead, you would end up crying. And at that point, you were so mad at yourself. So mad, knowing you broke his heart. So mad, knowing he left without much of a word because of you. So mad, not knowing the right solution yet.

It was all too much for the morning, which you had barely even started. You hadn't gotten to the shower before breaking out crying again. And when you did step in the shower, the difference between the tears and water from the showerhead was non-existant.

You couldn't help yourself. If you didn't love Jinki, that meant you lied to him. If you lied to Jinki, that meant he would be heartbroken. If you made Jinki heartbroken, you too were crushed straight to the soul. And that's what kept getting at you.

You could not bear the build of knowing you would be the one who broke his heart. Onew was all too fragile anyways. Even his name was gentle Onew is spelled the same way as gentle in Korean. there's your Korean lesson of the day :P So it must have been true, that you really did love him. how could you care so muc without loving him? But that didn't seem to stick in your mind enough for the tears to quit being a waterfall.

Doing your makeup was even worse. It dinn't matter how many times you tried, the makeup wouldn't stick; your tears would just wash it away. "Fuck this," you tossed the eyeliner onto the sink. "Fuck not being able to do makeup. Fuck crying, marriage; fuck my life... And fuck love." You didn't usually wear much makkeup anyways, so there really wasn't much use in trying any longer. And that's how you felt about a number of different things, including crying, marriage, life, and yes, love.

Deciding that you couldn't work with so much depression and stress, you called into work claiming to be sick. "Yeah," you faked. "I must've eaten something funny at the wedding. Or just too much. The food WAS really good. But anyways, I don't feel well. Sorry!"

You spent the rest of your day like that, lying to yourself. When you opened the fridge to see possible food options, you lied to yourself saying you weren't hungry. When you saw the Vitamin Water on the counter, you lied to yourself saying that you weren't thirsty. And why? Because that's what you did when you thought things like, "Fuck my life." In all honesty, why would you care about yourself if you screwed up the most important relationship you ever had, and would ever have?

You didn't know what Onew was doing in his separate time. Again, you lied to yourself saying you didn't care either. But truth was, you cared more than anything. If you starved yourself of food and water when you were angry at yourself, you couldn't even imagine how the soft, dubu Onew would treat himself when broken and well, shattered. Just thinking about it made you shiver and feel guilty again, sinking into the old, shitty couch in the old, shitty room of the old, shitty apartment you called home.

It wasn't home because you lived there. It wasn't home because you used it as your address on your license and everything. It wasn't even home because that's where you kept all of your cherished items. That old and shitty apartment was home because it was where you and Jinki shared countless memories, inumerable laughs, and just had the time in each other's arms.

"Damn," you cursed at yourself. "I guess... Sulking in my sorrow does nothing..." It was entirely true, too. Letting yourself be lonely and depressed only made it worse. In fact, at one point int he late morning, you even felt that you didn't want  to see Onew.

That was all another lie. You knew you wanted to see him. You knew you really loved him. And you knew you would really let yourself marry him.

Without warning, something came over you then. Did you really let yourself think that? Would you let yourself marry him? The thought didn't seem as hideous anymore, and you decided it really wasn't.

So you made yourself re-get ready. Another shower, another attempt at makeup (this time actually succeeded), and another start. You were determined to give Onew a date to remember when he said he would return in the afternoon.

In preparation, you wore the dress that Onew admired so much on your first date three and a half years ago. You cooked his favorite food: chicken. Not the most romantic meal, but you knew it would make him happy. To make things classier than just chicken, you lit candles and set out wine glasses.

By the time everything seemed fit, it was already 3:26 in the afternoon. "Ahh...." you sighed into the lavendar aroma-filled room. "He should be back soon. And my plan will be good." In anticipation, you poured yourself a glass of red wine.

After waiting for ten minutes, you had downed your first glass of wine. Then by an hour, you drank five glasses already. Alcohol didn't phase you much at all, and you knew it. So you started to pout a sixth glass, but became startled by a knock at the door. You quickly set the three-quarters-empty bottle on the table decorated with lights and flowers.

In all excitement, you ran to the door and swung it open in a fast motion. On the other side of the open doorway stood Onew, a hopeful smile on his face and a single red rose in his hands. You guess he had the same idea as you. Or not. Maybe it was just his way of apologizing. Either way, you were enthused to see him like that.

Handing you the rose as a peace offering, Jinki opened his mouth to try to say something. But you cut him off by wrapping your arms around his neck. You were so happy to see him that when you jumped on him, you squealed.

Slightly surprised for a moment, he stood awkwardly. But Onew enveloped you in a warm hug. "Don't ever leave me," you begged, tears of joy swelling in your eyes.

Behind his neck, you stuck the rose into the point of your nose and inhaled. So beautiful. That flower was the most gorgeous rose in the world just because Jinki gave it to you. He broke silence with the words, "You are my flower. I'll never let you wither away, or lose strength. You're my flower because you have bloomed in my heart." He sounded so poetic, until you realized those were kind of lines from a SHINee song... It was still cute.

He smelled good too; it wasn't just the rose.

For a few more seconds, the two of you stood like that in the doorway without movement until Onew lifted his head from your shoulder and looked up. He searched the room and wondered aloud, "What is this?"

You didn't plan to explain so quickly. Well, you didn't even explain. You just asked. But nevermind that. The words just spilled from your mouth. The way you planned it earlier, you were supposed to eat first, then ask later. But you couldn't really wait any longer. Well, it wasn't exactly that you couldn't wait; you just weren't able to keep your mouth from saying it. It just came out, unexpected by you, even. But Jinki was thoroughly shocked. His eyes widened and jaw dropped. The tears grew in his eyes as the dumb smile spread from earlobe to earlobe.

All this reaction to just four words: "Will you marry me?"

[happykyuday]

Wedding Dress [2/6 or 7?]

Title: Wedding Dress [2/... 6 or 7]

Author: shawolchui <3

Pairing: Onew/You

Genre: Fluff~

Rating: Chapter-PG13, Overall-PG13

Warning: language

AN:To satisfy the lack of romance in my own life, I write fluffy fics. Read the prequel to this first. :P Reblogs and likes are apppreciated <3

It didn't make you happy; nor did it make you sad. Catching the bouquet of flowers was just a coincidence, right? It really didn't seem to be. That moment was not the first time you considered marriage with Jinki.

The thought didn't scare you or anything. It was just something you didn't really want. Although you and Onew had been dating for a few years, the next step didn't seem like marriage. Hell, you loved him. And there was no doubt he loved you. But getting married seemed like something way too big at th moment...

People all around you clapped, most of them were the jealous women around you. You heard a voice over the small speakers saying, "The bouquet was caught by [name]~ Congratulations, sweetheart. Now go share this moment with your loved one, wherever he may be..." At that, Jinki jumped to his feet from his chair and shouted, "Oh oh~!! That's me!!!" He looked straight at you and offered a hand.

The same voice on the speaker narrated, "Ah, there Jinki is. He's offering his hand, possibly his life, to this lovely lady. Will she accept?" It seemed like one of those cheesy drama shows... But really, it was kind of cute.

Walking slowly to him, a blank look on your face, Onew met you halfway and put an arm around you while you still held the bouquet (which you caught somewhat on accident.) Jinki raised his other arm to wave at the camera people snapping shots of you two. A smile was put on your face when you saw Onew's silly grin for the cameras. You also waved shyly towards the cameras with a toothless smile.

The wedding reception became a whole lot more awkward for you after that. When the pictures ceased, Jinki kept his arm around you as he guided you back to the table to sit next to him. You knew Onew was looking at you with eyes of curiosity and wonder.

However, you forced yourself not to look at him. Instead, you stared at the bouquet of plum-purple and white flowers in your hand, caressing the petals with your fingers. They were soft and smooth, and reminded you of Jinki's skin... But nevermind that, you didn't want to look at him.

As people continued dancing and eating at the reception, the two of you sat there, speechless. Music seemed to be drowned out around you, the only noise was silence of the mood between you and Jinki. Onew took your hand that was playing with the petals and held it in both of his, cradling it as if it was the most precious jewel in history. And yeah, it just had to be that hand--your left hand.

Onew fixed his eyes on your fingers, especially your fourth one. It was smooth, but bare. No rings, no nail polish. Nothing occupied any space on your fingers except for the skin.

He looked up from your hand to your eyes, which met his at the same time. He smiled that friendly and bright smile again, and you couldn't help but do the same.

"Hey," you pout. "I was admiring the flowers with that hand."

Jinki softly chuckled and let go of your hand, but not taking his eyes off of yours.

The beauty Onew possessed was not simply his looks. His eyes, nose, skin, lips... It was all appealing, no doubt. In fact, it reminded you of a rainbow: sometimes they didn't look attractive separately; but worked well together to be a beautiful masterpiece. But what was so attractive about him was how his eyes told a story. His eyes showed compassion, understanding, love.

Your left hand, then resting on your knee, reached up to stroke Onew's cheek. He leaned his face into your palm and closed his eyes. A soft sigh left his slightly chapped lips.

"I know what you're thinking," you say, quiet and only audible to Onew.

"What is it, then?"

"Marriage...?"

Jinki's soft brown eyes opened to look at yours again. They unsuccessfully tried to surpress a look of sadness with one of shock. He placed a hand on top of yours, still on the side of his face. "Yeah," he admitted. "Do you ever think about it?"

You set the flowers next on the table next to you covered with white cloth and dishes. Taking both of his hands in yours, you grinned at Onew. His gaze made its way to the floor, knowing what you would say.

Instead of letting you say it, Jinki decided, "Let's talk about it when we get home, babe. I guess at Kibum's wedding is not the time, yeah?"

You didn't really mind waiting until you got home to converse about marriage. But nor did you really want to wait. The pure disappointment in Jinki's voice made you want to tell him right then and there how you felt. It was heartbreaking to think he became even the slightest bit upset because of you. But you knew the timing was bad as well. Hell, any time to say it was kind of bad. It was just one of those things nobody wants to talk about, yet needed to be addressed. So you couldn't do much but smile out of slight pity, mostly compassion, and say, "Then let's go home now."

At that, Jinki's face perked up with wide eyes. It wasn't exactly joy sprawled across his face. Rather, he looked quite surprised. Surprised that you wanted to talk about marriage. But he wasn't hesitant to go along with your suggestion. In fact, he nearly jumped from his chair to get up and leave.

After last goodbyes and congrats to the bride and groom, you and Onew left the reception. You still couldn't believe how absolutely stunning the bride's dress was though. Saying goodbye and congrats to her made you jealous again. And it was obvious to Onew. But really, it was the most beautiful wedding gown you had ever seen. Even the ones in movies and on television shows could not compare to hers. You thought, She must have paid a fortune for that. I could never... So you pushed yourself not to think about it again.

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Through tears in his eyes, Jinki managed to make words, "So... this... sniffle This is what you think about marriage. What was the point in dating if you don't want to marry me? Should we just call it quits now?" You couldn't hold back your own tears much longer. It killed you to hear Onew say such things. Moreso, to even see him in such sorrow. It wasn't true; dating was not pointless, and it wasn't that you didn't want to marry him. But you didn't know how to explain it to him. It was too big of a commitment for you, and not to mention how you saw other marriages go...

With just a few more words, tears bursted from your eyes. He said, "But, I love you."

You wiped a few tears from crawling down his face. You hated it when he cried. It wasn't for him. Jinki crying should have been considered an unforgiveable sin or something. Even a frown on his face made your heart troubled. It was just that he looked so depressed and sulken from his usual warm, happy self. So to see him truly broken made your heart crush inside of your chest.

"Jinkiya..." you stroked the apple of his cheek with yoru thumb, but he turned his head away. "Jinkiya. Don't be sad. I love you too. I really do. I would spend the rest of forever with you. I just--"

"Don't want to marry me," he cut you off and sobbed.

You sighed a curt sigh, and reasoned, "It's not that I don't want to marry you. I just can't believe it's the right time. We're too young."

"Key-goon is two years younger than us! And he has already married! How can we be too young, huh?" Onew didn't really seem angry, although his voiced was at a raised volume. Surprisingly loud, actually. "How??" If he can marry at 25, why can't we marry at 27? Don't tell me we're too young, dammit! We aren't. For the past three and a half years, I've wanted nothing but to marry you. But you must not love me like I love you?"

"No!" you shouted. "I do love you Jinki. Dammit, didn't you hear me before? I love you. I fucking love you. There's nobody I'd rather be with, you hear me? If there was only one thing I could have, I would choose you over anything else. I iwouldn't choose my friends, job, not even my family. Nothing in this world--hell, in this UNIVERSE-- would I choose over you. And do you know why? Because I fucking love you, Jinki." The tears wouldn't stop seeping out of your eyes and rolling down your face. And onew's weren't any different.

"Then why?" he pleaded. "Why won't you marry me? Are couples not supposed to marry when they love? If you love me, won't you marry me?"

"Jinkiya... Gosh, Jinkiya. I love you so much. More than anything. And I want to marry you. Just.... I can't..."

It was true; you couldn't marry him. It didn't matter how much you wanted to marry him. There was just no way you could let yourself. And it was all because of your own parents. You saw their marriage, the ups and downs... Mostly downs. They claimed to have been in love. But it sure didn't look like it. And if that's what marriage did to people, you would nver let yourself marry.

But poor Jinki... He was bawling his eyes out. He was sure to be bloodshot eyes the following morning. His sadness was contagious, and left you crying even when he rose from the cough and walked into the bedroom. You stuffed your face into your hands and asked yourself how you could break his heart. You knew how fragile he was, too. And that made it all so much worse. You couldn't take it more than just a few minutes knowing what you had just done to him. So you followed him into the bedroom of the apartment to find him already curled up in a ball on the bed, facing the wall.

You crawled into the other side of the bed underneath the covers. You turned on your side and tried to put a hand on his shoulder. Rejected. Onew pulled his shoulder away enough to let you know he didn't want it.

Neither of you would sleep well that night, you knew it. For hours, you laid silent just staring at the darkness of the above ceiling. You could tell Jinki had fallen asleep by his heavy breathing and random twitches. Even the way he slept was cute... All bunched up and twitching. Absolutely adorable, in kind of a weird way though. You couldn't help but love him, even he knew it.

But what you also both knew was how much you had a disapproval or marriages in general. And it was obvious earlier that night.

His begging replayed in your head over, and over, and over.... "If you love me, won't you marry me?" And remembering the tears on his cheeks made you cry softly again.

You let out a soft and quiet sigh of disappointment, mostly disappointed in yourself. Actually, fully disappointed in yourself.

With a few more tears and a few more minutes, you cried yourself to a silent sleep... The argument replaying even in your dreams--no, nightmares.

~

You woke to bright lights. Rubbing your somewhat sore, and nastily bloodshot eyes, you whispered to yourself, "Damn that window..." It's not like you disliked the morning sunshine. It was just too bright and happy to be the morning after a fight like that.

To your left was a missing Jinki. You didn't awaken to a kiss on the forehead like you usually would, and it made you frown. Instead of the warm body of Onew next to you, there was a small note on which Onew scribbled, "I'm sorry for making you cry. It seems we could both use a bit of separate time right now. I'll be back in the afternoon. I love you..."

Another thing you couldn't resist admiring about Lee Jinki was his hoensty and sincerity. His thoughtfulness was unbearingly sweet. Everything was true, what he said. And you felt the exact same way: apologetic and guilty. And you also agreed that alone time would be best for a while.

You stretched your arms wide and a huge yawn came out of nowhere. After rereading the note, you had to ask yourself, "CAN I marry him?"