Minsung/Hanknow married AU — fem Minho!

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By the time Minho was twenty-eight and Jisung twenty-seven, marriage barely even felt like a question anymore.

Still, Jisung looked terrified when he knelt beside the river one winter evening, holding out a velvet box with shaking hands.

“You're acting weird,” Minho had said.

“I am weird.”

“More so than usual.”

Jisung sighed. “You know, I had a whole speech prepared.”

Minho blinked. “You remember it?”

Jisung snorts. “Barely.”

Minho laughed softly, but it faded when Jisung stepped closer.

“I think I’ve loved you for so long,” he admitted quietly, “that I forgot there was ever a version of my life without you.”

“Even after eight years of stolen fries and hoodies—” Jisung got on one knee, fishing his pocket. Minho laughed softly through the tears. "—I still love you. And I'll continue to."

Jisung looked up at her. Then he finally whispered, "Marry me?"