Hello! I hope everyone is pumped for Saeran to take our bby Yoosung on a date! ~~ Eeee I know I am. ;0;

I do not own MM!

The car came to a stop in front of the apartment, and I became painfully aware of the shaking in my hands. I let out a breath, closing my eyes, attempting to collect myself. A hand rested on my shoulder, and I looked over, Saeyoung smiling at me fondly.

"I'm really happy for you, Saeran."

I nodded, a small smile on my lips as I unbuckled the seatbelt, getting out of the car. I waved Saeyoung off, pulling out my phone to alert Yoosung of my presence. It was only a moment before he threw open the door, running outside towards me excitedly.

"Saeran!"

I smiled as I looked him over- he had taken the clip out of his hair, opting to let his hair fall gently into his eyes. He was wearing a dark blue button-up shirt, having left the top few buttons undone, exposing the creamy skin of his collarbones. A black denim jacket was layered overtop, a small star patch sewed onto the front pocket. He had black skinny jeans on his legs, and black dress shoes, shining in the street lights around us.

"Saeran?"

It took me a moment to realize I had been staring, and I smiled awkwardly at him.

"Sorry, I just... You look good."

Yoosung blushed, shoving his hands in his jacket pockets, unable to hold back the grin on his face. I smiled as I watched him- he was so bright it seemed he would start glowing any second. He blinked at me as he noticed I had my hand behind my back this whole time, pointing towards it.

"Why are you hiding your hand?"

I blushed, looking at the ground before bringing my hand towards him, too embarrassed to see his reaction. I heard him gasp as he stared at the bouquet of Morning Glory, Petunias, and Rhododendron flowers. I gazed over at him from the corner of my eye- his cheeks were bright pink, his hands clasped in front of his chest, eyes wide in surprise.

"These- They're for me?"

I nodded, urging them closer to him, and he reached out, his hands softly brushing mine as he took the bouquet. His eyes scanned over them, looking at them as though they weren't even real. He looked up at me, smiling a bit.

"Did you.. Pick these because they matched my eyes?"

I crossed my arms, looking at the ground, and he giggled, not needing a response. I sighed to myself- I really needed to stop being so stubborn, and give him answers to the questions he asks of me, but I get so flustered I revert to my automatic reactions. He placed a hand on my wrist, and I looked up at him, my eyes running over the curve of his lips.

"I'm going to put these inside really quickly okay? I don't want to ruin them by carrying them all night."

I nodded, watching as he ran back into the apartment. I placed my hand on my chest, willing myself to be calm, and strong, but I felt a whirlpool of nerves tumbling throughout my body, almost making me feel dizzy. I focused on my breathing, allowing my lungs to completely expand before letting the air out slowly, focusing on the sounds of the crickets in the distance, the buzzing of the lights, wiling myself to relax.

I heard the door open again, opening my eyes as Yoosung jogged back towards me. He put his hands back in his pockets, bouncing shyly on the balls of his feet.

"So, what's the plan?"

I nodded over in the direction of which we needed to go.

"I have a reservation at a restaurant not far from here. We can walk there together."

He nodded happily, keeping pace beside me as we began to head off. I frowned to myself, unsure of what to say, or do, anxiety prickling up and down my spine all over again- If I was too quiet, would that annoy him? If I talk, would that be awkward?

I felt him bump into my side gently, glancing over at him, admiring the flush of his cheeks. His eyes met mine for a moment, a smile crawling onto his lips, and I looked away, hiding the blush on my face with my hair. I flinched slightly as I felt him slide his hand into my own, lacing our fingers together, his thumb running gently over my own. I sighed, allowing myself to relax- he wanted to do this, he wanted to feel me. A spark of happiness shot inside my mind at this thought, a smile forming on my lips without myself even realizing.

We arrived at the restaurant, and I held the door for him, which caused him to giggle. He admired the decor of the place, chandeliers and velvet-covered chairs. He sat down at the table we were directed to, his eyes still searching the room, in complete awe.

"Wow, this place is beautiful," His voice was soft and inspired, until suddenly shock overcame his features, "Wait, Saeran! I don't have any money!"

I shook my head slowly at him, almost laughing at his concern.

"Let me take care of it."

"But, Saeran, this place looks so expensive, and I-"

"Yoosung." I reached across the table, putting my hand over his own, and he froze immediately, his words hanging in the air. His panicked eyes calmed down as he met my gaze, his body releasing the tension it held. I ran my thumb over his knuckles slowly, and he brought his fingers to click in place with my own. "It's okay, Yoosung. I want to do this for you. I want to spoil you."

He blushed brightly, hiding his face by leaning onto his palm with his free hand. I smiled as I saw the tips of his ears glowing bright pink, his voice muffled as he responded with a quiet 'Okay'.

We ordered not long after, and because I may have sent an extra tip to the kitchen staff before arriving, our food came very quickly. Yoosung looked like a child who had just been given the best present ever as the plate was placed before him, his mouth practically watering at the sight. I stifled a laugh as he began to wolf the food down, people staring at us from different tables, frowning at his poor manners, but I didn't care. He was happy, and that was all that mattered to me. That, and that he didn't choke from eating too fast.

We finished eating, and I got up and paid the bill, holding my hand out to Yoosung as we left. When we stepped out into the dark, I felt him move closer to me, so our arms were pressed together.

"Do you want to go walk by the waterfront?"

He nodded, a movement I could barely pick up in the dark, if it weren't for the tips of his hair illuminated by the far away lights. I felt him shivering slightly as we walked, and I let go of his hand, pulling my jacket off and wrapping it around his upper body, keeping it in place by wrapping my arm around his waist. He blinked up at me, concern in his eyes, but the smile on his face told me he appreciated the gesture.

"Won't you get cold?"

I shook my head slowly at him, "No, I'm always cold so I'm kind of immune to it. Besides, you look really nice in my coat, so I want you to wear it right now."

He blushed, wrapping his own arm around my waist in return, happiness swelling in my chest at the sensation of his arm caressing my back, fingers drawing lazy patterns along my hip.

We walked for some time, eventually stopping at a bench on a dock, my arm wrapped around his shoulder, his head nestled into my neck as we watched the lights reflected onto the water, taking in the stillness of the air, and the sounds of each other's breathing.

"Saeran?"

I nodded, my thumb rubbing his shoulder absentmindedly as he spoke, his breath trailing down my neck.

"When did you... Realize you liked me?"

I blushed, squeezing his shoulder for a moment as I thought of how to respond to this.

"Honestly, I... Think I might have started to like you the moment you first spoke to me. I felt weird when I talked to you, but I ignored it... I don't do feelings very well. It took me a long time to accept and understand what the things I felt around you meant, since... I've never felt them before."

Yoosung's head bowed for a moment before coming up gently, his hair nuzzling softly against my jaw, and I sighed at the sensation.

"I'm sorry it took me longer to figure out. I understand why you got so mad at me about that girl back then."

I laced my fingers into his, sighing and looking away a bit as he lifted his head from my shoulder.

"...Whatever." My voice wasn't cold, or aggressive. It was gentle, which was strange for me- I just couldn't find it in me to say anything else.

"Saeran?"

I turned my head to look at him, about to ask what he wanted, when his lips met mine suddenly, my eyes jumping open in surprise. The shock washed away after a moment, my hand letting go of his own to slide up to cup his jaw, massaging gently below his ear, and he hummed into the kiss, his body seeming to melt into mine.

I pulled away ever so slightly, staring into his eyes, which were absolutely sparkling. I felt my heart skip as he placed his hand over mine, still caressing his jawline, his eyes twinkling as though they had captured the Milky Way in their depths, his smile a shooting star, flying across the sky.

"This has been amazing." His voice floated into my ears, like the sweetest music I'd ever heard. I blushed softly, unable to hide the smile on my face at the joy that brewed in my chest.

"Um.. So," I reached into my back pocket, pulling out the item I was searching for, "Will you... Be my boyfriend..?"

I opened my hands, revealing matching bracelets. They were made out of a sturdy string, knotted together into a meticulous braid-like shape, in the colours of black and red. There was a silver charm on each, one with the letter 'S' and one with the letter 'Y'. I closed my eyes tightly, feeling like my heart would pound out of my chest as the silence hung in the air, sweat beading up on the back of my neck.

I looked up as I heard a small gasp for air, shocked as I saw Yoosung's hands over his mouth, tears pouring out of his eyes. My eyebrows laced together in concern, and he shook his head, moving his hands slightly, and I could see the smile hiding beneath them as he cried.

"I- I'm so hap-py... Saeran..." He nuzzled his face into my shoulder, his tears making the material damp. I stroked his hair gently, kissing the top of his head, and he kissed my shoulder gently in response. I smiled, pulling back to wipe his tears away.

"So... Is that a yes?"

He smacked me in the arm, letting out a choked laugh as he held out his wrist. My cheeks felt warm as I clasped the bracelet with my initial on it, and he reached for the other, holding my wrist out before him so he could clasp the one with his, onto me. He pulled my arm towards him, leaning down to kiss the bracelet before looking up at me, still teary eyed. I wiped his tears away once again, tilting his jaw up slowly, my lips closing over his own.

His hands rested on my shoulders, thumbs rubbing the skin there soothingly, and I sighed against him, holding him as close as I could- never wanting to let him go.

oH MY GOD EHILWHIELW

WHY AM I GETTING EXCITED

I AM WRITING THIS STORY

FUCK

I JUST REALLY LOVE YOORAN. OKAY

FIGHT ME

*cries*

Also, I did some research on flowers to find ones that I could imagine Saeran giving Yoosung, and those flowers are all purple, except the Morning Glory has some yellow and white in the center. :3

~Pixil-8