It was over

He couldn't belive it even now, curled in yoir arms as you cuddled him lovingly

The agency, Mint eye, Saeran, Rika... the last couple of months had been absolute hell, but it was over.

Saeran had somewhat forgave him, things were settled with Jumin and the others, and you had that beautiful ring on your finger.

He could feel it, actually, gently pressing against his scalp -the cold metal evident against your warmer hand- as you gently scratched it.

He breathed you again, probably the thousandth time this having, which he gathered from your light chuckling.

He looked up with hazy eyes, glasses forgotten to the side in fabvour of drowning in the softness of your body, and there you were, smiling all pretty at the monster that he was.

If you heard his thoughts you woul have slapped him, so he mentally does it to himself, instead nuzzling in your neck as you scratch his scalp a bit more

"Mh... I want to stay here for life."

he mumbled