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[M/Martial Law x F/Y/N]
•Till death do us part•
°Romance + Angst°
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{Warning:}
-Cringe
-Errors
-Typos
-Angst
-Crack scenes
-Sappy scenes
-Excessive cursing (it's part of Y/N's vocabulary, lmfao)
{Note:}
-Requested by: Lyka_Fae
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:Y/N:
I panted as I kept running and running. Putangina, tinanghali ako na gising haaaa puta...
{I woke up so late haaaa fuck...}
"HOY!" I flinched when I saw my best friend waving his arms around for me. I groaned and sped up until I finally reached him. I panted while Martial laughs at my demise. "Tanginamo!" I cursed. His laughing slowly dwindles.
{"HEY!" , "Fuck you!"}
"O diba, sabi ko sa'yo matulog ka ng maaga e!" He laughs. I roll my eyes and straighten my posture. "Tara na nga!" I huff and started walking away. "Oy! Hintayin mo ako!"
{"See? I told you to sleep early!" , "Let's just to!" , "Oi! Wait for me!"}
Martial and I don't have the same classes. I'm three grades below him while he's almost graduating and off to college... Ahh...he's going overseas soon..
He told me that he'll be going to Europe for college. Damnit. I'm not rich enough for that.
After classes, (which only lasted for half a day) Martial and I went to his house. I was already well acquainted with his family. His father is barely home, his younger brother is always out and always coming back in with different women each time, and his little sister...I don't know much about her.
Martial told me that she was captured by the Spaniards when right after their mother died, and it's been centuries since they last saw her. But he did say that she sends occasional letters to them. "Anong gagawin mo sa Europa?" I ask. Martial raises a brow, "eh ano pa kundi mag aral. Tanga ka ba?"
{"What will you do in Europe?" , "What else other than study. Are you dumb?"}
I hit his shoulder and he only responded with a chuckle. "O, bakit hindi mo ako sinusuntok pabalik? Takot ka ba?" I smirked. Martial laughs. "Sa'yo? Hindi. Sa nanay ko? Oo. Mumultuhin ako nun pag nalaman niyang sinuntok kita." I laugh.
{"Oh, why aren't you punching me back? Are you scared?" , "Of you? No. My mother? Yes. She'll haunt me if she sees me punching you.}
"Gago ka talaga HAHAHA!" Martial grins, "pero mahal mo'ko yieeeee~~" I froze and looked at him, I could feel my cheeks burning. PAANO NIYA NALAMAN?!!? HUUHHH?? PANGINOONG HESUS KRISTO PATAWARIN NIYO AKO SAPAGKAT AKO'Y NAGKASALA- AAAAAAA
{"You're such an asshole HAHAHA!" , "but you love me yieeeee~~"}
{HOW DID HE FIND OUT?!!? HUUHHH? LORD JESUS CHRIST FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED- AAAAAAA}
"Hoy! Ayos ka lang?" He laughs, I punch him on his other shoulder. "Gago ka talaga!" He laughs, "ang hina naman ng suntok na yun. Ano, nanghihina ka na?" He teased with a cocky smirk. Putanginamo burain ko yang pagmumukha mo e.
{"Hey! Are you okay?" , "You really are an asshole!" , "That punch was weak. Don't tell me you've lost your strength"}
{Fuck you. I'll fucking erase your face}
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The sun sets and the moon rises, it was time for me to leave kundi hahabulin ako ng nanay ko ng itak. As always, Martial escorts me back home.
{If not my mom will chase ne with a machete}
"Umamin ka na kasi." He says while we walk down the street. I raised a brow, "umamin na?" He smiles, and I swear my heart's beating faster than a horse's speed. Kung maka ngiti akala mo diyos. Tanginamo gago, sino ka para maging ganto ka guwapo ha??!
{"Just confess already." , "confess what?"}
{Who gave to rights to smile like a god. Fuck you asshole who gave you the authority to be so handsome huh??!}
"Na may gusto ko sa'kin." He winks. My cheeks burn a deep red as I smack him by the back of his head "tarantado!" He giggles and I could feel myself heat up even more. I can't even hit him. I just want to crawl inside a hole and just die there.
{"That you have a like me." , "Asshole!"}
"Kung alam mo pala, ba't wala kang sinasabi?!" He giggles more. "Gusto ko ikaw mismo ang magsasabi. Mas maganda at espesyal pag sa mga labi mo mismo nanggaling." I roll my eyes. "Ayoko nga." He pouts. "Bakit naman??" I huff and turn to the other side. "Bahala ka diyan!"
{"If you knew then why didn't you say anything?!" , "I want you to be the one who says it. It's feels sincere and special if it came directly from your mouth." , "I don't want to." , "Why not??" , "You're on your own!"
"Dali naaa"
{Come ooon}
"Ayoko nga"
{I said I don't want to.}
"Pakiusaaaap~"
{Pleeaaassseee~}
"Ayaw ko, nga!"
{I don't, want to!}
"Por favor?~"
{Please?~}
"Piste ka! Wag mo'kong ma-spañol spañol diyan! Hayup!"
{You pest! Don't speak to me in Spanish! [Hayup!]}
"Ay pasensya na po, mapa sa inyo ang diyos."
{Oh sorry, may god be with you}
"Putangina mo."
{Son of a bitch}
"Walang damayan ng magulang."
{Don't drag our parents in this}
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I groan and started running out of breath as I continue running to the port.
Putanginang gago yun, di niya talaga sinabi sa akin na ngayon siya aalis! Urgh!
{That fucking asshole, he really didn't tell me that he was leaving today! Urgh!}
"MARSYAAAL!" I shouted. The people in the port looked at me in shock. Yeah, not used to seeing a girl this unmannered and barbaric, right? Fuckers.
I pushed people aside and yelled his name like it was my lifeline. I screamed when someone grabbed me by my shoulders so I swung my fist at them, but he caught my wrist.
"Woh! Kumalma ka lang!" He laughs, "para kang bata na nahiwalay sa kanyang mga magulang!" He laughs even more. I growl and punched him on the stomach. He doubles over and groans in pain. Looking at the ground as he holds on to his stomach.
{"Whoah! Calm down!" , "You're like a kid who hot separated from their parents!"}
I stomp my feet and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling his head up so he could look at me. Holy shit he looks so b̶r̶e̶e̶d̶a̶b̶l̶e̶ pretty. There were tears in the corner of his eyes and his cheeks were flushed red. I quickly let go of his hair and turned around to cover my heated face.
[A/N: Y/N? Femdom?]
"Ugghh...gago ka Y/N...ba't mo'ko sinuntok.." He coughs and sniffles. I slowly turned around and uncovered my face. I feel guilty. He's moving to Europe and this is probably the last time I'll see him in years. I don't want this to be his last memory of me. And I don't want this to be my last memory of him either.
{"Ugghh...you're such an asshole Y/M...why did you punch me.."}
I sigh, "pasensya na talaga, Marsyal. Medyo nagulat at nagalit lang ako. Kung ano-ano yung tumatakbo sa isip ko nung nalaman kong paalis ka na." He sighs and stands upright, still wincing a little since my punch was a little too hard.
{"I'm really sorry, Martial. I was shocked and angry. I started overthinking when I found out you were leaving today"}
He tousles my hair, "ayos lang yan, Y/N. At isa pa, padadalhan naman kita ng sulat e. Kaya wag kang masyadong mag-alala. Basta susulatan mo rin ako." He smiles. I nodded, words being sucked out of my throat as I stand here speechless.
{"It's okay, Y/N. Plus, I'll write you letters anyway. So don't worry too much. As long as you'll write back to me too."
Martial sighs, "o paano, paalis na yung barko. Sagutin mo yung mga sulat ko ha?" I watched as starts walking away from me. But.. I'm not satisfied. I don't want it to end like this. No. This won't suffice.
{"Welp, the ship's about to leave. Answer my letters okay?"}
I lifted my right foot and before I knew it, I was chasing after him. "Marsyal!!" I yell as I grabbed him by his arm. He was about to enter the ship. "Y/N?!" I grit my teeth before grabbing him by his collar and pulling him down so his lips could crash with mine.
{"Martial!!"}
Usually, boys are the ones who makes the first move. But this fucker ain't doing shit. So if you want something done, do it yourself.
I pull away from the kiss. At this moment, I felt shameless. I huff, "mahal kita! Wag mong kakalimutan 'yon!" I said before pushing him inside the ship and people started making their way in as well, pushing him back as they went in. "Hoy- teka! Y/N!!" I sigh as I took a step back and watched as the ship becomes full of passengers before closing the doors and sailing away..
{"I love you! Don't you ever forget it!" , "Hey- wait! Y/N!!"}
~ * A year later * ~
Martial and I have been writing letters to each other back and forth. Our letters often contained more than 3 pages worth of conversation. And while that was happening, I continued to study literature and philosophy. While at home, my mother was starting to teach me how to sew and do embroidery.
My father also paid for mannerism classes because he said that I was too "unladylike" after that scene in the port with Martial.
I sigh and stared out the window, looking at the night sky. It's probably morning in Madrid. I wonder what he's doing there right now... That bastard better not be flirting with other women or else I'll make sure he never gets home at all.
:MARTIAL:
One year in Spain, it's been difficult at first. I keep getting weird looks from these Spaniards and whispers would surround me whenever I walk down the halls. I've heard a few of them whispering the word "Indio". Seriously, they see someone brown and they immediately think we're Indians. These Spaniards do not know how to differentiate people. It's sad.
And on top of that, I'm not even brown! I'm red and blue!
I sigh. Luckily my uncle helped me get past the year with solid, great advice. I wonder how kuya is doing. I bet he's enjoying the fact that he has the house all to himself. Probably using the free space to have orgies or something. He's annoying. A pretentious and self-righteous man whore. A puto.
Maybe I could visit Philipia....ah, no no. She told me not to or else we'll be found out...
I hope Y/N's okay though. Based on her letters and rants, it sounded like her parents are putting her through excessive classes to be a stereotypical maiden.
That's not fun.
~ *A year later* ~
:Y/N:
"Hindi naman ganun ka hirap yun ah! Ano ba yan, Y/N?! Ayus-ayusin mo naman!" I lower my head and internally sigh. "Opo inay." She sighs, clearly exasperated. "Ulitin mo! Wag kang tumigil hangga't sa naitama mo yan!"
{"It's not even that hard! What the hell Y/N?! Do it properly!" , "Yes mother." , "Do it again! Don't stop until you learned how to do it properly!"}
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~ * One year later * ~
"Y/N! Bumaba ka dito may ipapakilala kami sa'yo!"
{"Y/N! Come down here we have someone to introduce to you!"}
I heard my mother shout from downstairs, I sigh, looking down at the letter in my hand, I smile softly and kissed the bottom, ending the letter that's as long as a pamphlet.
"Sana hindi mo kayaning mabuhay ng wala ako." Is what I whispered to myself, hoping that he'd come home already. It's been too long! Three years! It's been three years too long! At this rate, I might as well follow him to Madrid!
{"I wish you wouldn't be able to live without me."}
"Y/N!!!!!"
I flinch, "pa-PABABA NA PO!" I yell back. Quickly hiding the letter under the mattress of my bed before leaving my room. "Ay punyeta yung pañuelo ko." I went back inside my room, snatching my pañuelo before wearing it over my camisa. I pinned broaches and pins on my pañuelo while hastily making my way downstairs.
{"Co-COMING!" , "Oh fuck my pañuelo."}
[A/N: making my way🚶🏽♀️ downtown, walking fast🏃🏽♀️, faces pass🎭 and I'm homebound🛏️. 🎻🎻 and I need you 🎻🎻🎻 and I miss you, and now I wonderrr 😔😔😔]
Halfway down the stairs, I started to calm down a little and walked a little slower so I could look proper in front of whoever this guest is. Once I reached downstairs, I saw my parents talking to a young man, probably around my age. Waaaait....oh shit. Oh fuck no! This better not be what I think it is or else I'm running away.
"Y/N, lumapit ka nga dito, wag kang mahiya." My mother said with a fake smile. I returned the facade and smiled as well, walking towards them, I bow my head lower myself, basically kind of like a curtsey. "Ito si Antonio" I flick my fan open and cover half of my face with it as I nod, "nandito siya para hingiin ang iyong kamay sa kasal." I turn to my mother, and then to Antonio.
{"Y/N, come here, don't be shy." , "This is Antonio" , "he's here to ask for your hand in marriage."}
"Hindi."
{"No."}
Antonio's eyes widened, his pupils shrinking in shock. Not going to lie, he's good looking, and based on his outfit, he's rich. But I'm not at all intrigued. Something tells me this man lacks guts and is only hiding behind his wealth. Such cowardice I've never seen before.
Before he could ask, I spoke first. "Hindi niya pa ako nililigawan, anong nag-udyok sa kanya na basta basta nalang sumugod dito at hingiin ang akin kamay para magpakasal?" Antonio lowers his head, I looked at my mother and I could see a proud grin planted on her face. "Hindi ako isang puta na madaliing magpakasal sa lalaking di ko kilala." My father comes up behind us, "pasensya ka na, hijo. Pero kailangan mo munang pumila." He chuckles.
{"He hasn't even courted me yet, what convinced hin to just march over here and shamelessly ask for my hand in marriage?" , "I'm not some slut that would just easily marry a man that I don't even know." , "Sorry son, but you'd have to fall in line first."}
I tighten my lip as I watched Antonio nod, unable to form a sentence. Without saying anything, he bows and leaves our home. I turn to my parents who had this twisted smirk on their faces. "At saan niyo naman nakita ang lalaking yun?" I ask, believing that my parents tried to set me up with someone again. My father shrugs. "Ni isa sa mga manliligaw mo ay sadya naming pinulot at pinili para sa'yo." He said.
{"And where did you find him?" , "Not one of your suitors were purposefully picked by us."}
"Sadyang sila lang talaga ang lumalapit sa'yo, anak. Hindi mo naman sila masisisi sapagka't may pera tayo at ang iyong mukha ay sadyang nakakaakit na parang diwata. Katulad ko~" I roll my eyes. "Maaari na po ba akong umakyat sa aking silid? O mayroon pa kayong gustong ipagawa sa akin?" My father shakes his head, "malaya kang gawin kung ano ang gusto mo." I nod and walk back upstairs. Malaya my ass. Fuck you.
{"They themselves were the ones purposefully trying to get close to you, dear. You can't blame them, we're rich and you have the appeal of a deity. Just like me~" , "may I go to my room now? Or is there something else that you want me to do?" , "You're free to do whatever you want."}
Once I reached my room, I closed and locked the door behind me before lifting my mattress and grabbing my letter to Martial. I then grabbed another piece of paper and started writing to add to my 20 paged letter.
Don't be jealous, reader. It's not my fault you could barely get a one paragraph response from your crush while I get almost 25 pages each time.
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:MARTIAL:
"¿Estás seguro de que no quieres unirte a nosotros?" I smile and nodded, holding the envelope that contained Y/N's letter inside dearly. "Sí estoy seguro." They shrugged and walked off. I finally made friends after three years of these people ignoring me, they're pretty smart, but just a little...err..horny.
{"Are you sure you don't want to join us?" , "Yes I'm sure."}
They hired prostitutes and asked me if I wanted to join them. Obviously, I declined. Y/N would kill me. Either literally or emotionally.
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A sudden urge to kill ran through me. The fuck? I've only been gone for three years and now there are flies flying around my honey? Fuck no. Go back to your pile of cow shit and leave her alone.
But then again, she's the type to throw literal cow shit at them so I'm not that worried. Not that it's based off of experience or something. No, I've never had anyone throw cow shit at me before. Ever. Trust me.
I huff and grabbed a paper and quill and started writing...
~ * Two more years later * ~
I sit in class, paying attention to every word that the teacher says. If I mess this up, I'll fail.
But our class was interrupted by a knock at the door. The teacher opened it and talked to the guard, "Martial, alguien te esta buscando." I nodded and stood up, following the security guard, when we reached the main hall, I was shocked to see the person standing right in front of me...
{"Martial, someone is looking for you."}
"Y/N?!"
~ * Two months ago * ~
:Y/N:
"Sabi ko ngang ayaw ko! Hindi ako magpapakasal sa kanya at hindi niyo ako mapipilit!" I huffed out in anger. My parents decided to pick one of my long-term suitors, Emilio because he was richer than the rest of them. He and his family offered us a huge dowry.
{"I said I don't want to! I'm not marrying him and you can't force me to!"}
I was about to turn around and walk away until I saw my mother pull out a pamphlet. "Ito ba ang dahilan, kung bakit, Y/N? Nagpapakatanga ka para sa isang lalaking nasa Madrid?!" I flinched. "Pa-paano mo..."
{"Is this the reason why, Y/N? You're losing your wits for a man in Madrid?!" , "Ho-how did you..."}
"Hindi na importante yun! Mula ngayon hindi ka na magsusulat sa lalaki na iyon kahit kailan! Papakasalan mo si Emilio sa ayaw mo o sa gusto mo!" My mother yelled as she tears the letter to shreds. I gasp, tears threatening to spill, backing away, I turned around and sprinted up the stairs to go to my room, locking the door as I went in.
{"That's not important! From now on I forbid you to write him any letters! You're marrying Emilio whether you like it or not!}
"Hoy- Y/N! BUMALIK KA DITO!"
{"Hey- Y/N! COME BACK HERE!}
I didn't talk to my parents after that.
For weeks I ignored them and didn't utter a word when they'd try to talk to me. But I know that that wasn't enough to cancel the engagement.
A month later, Emilio's family came to the pamamanhikan. While I could only sit idle in the sides watching our parents talk about the arrangements of the ceremony. I don't want to get married. I'm not going to get married. Hell no. Judas can kiss my ass for all I care.
So for weeks, I began planning, scheming until the day of my wedding came... I knew I didn't want to spend the rest of my life with a man I barely have any feelings for, much more for someone I barely even know. So, I made the biggest decision of my life...
~ * Present * ~
:MARTIAL:
"Y/N?!" I stared at her in disbelief. Dressed in all white, Y/N was still in her wedding gown, granted it became worn out, but she still looks so beautiful in it. "Marsyal!" With the last bit of her strength, she ran to my arms. It must've taken at least 39 hours to get from Manila all the way to Madrid...
{"Martial!"}
I sigh and hugged her back, wrapping my arm around her waist while I stroked her hair as I kiss the top of her head. "Hindi ko kinaya...." She sniffles, "ayaw ko magpakasal sa iba...gusto ko ikaw lang." I sigh, "Yo también te extrañé..." I flinched when she abruptly pulls herself away from me. "Tangina mo wag mo'kong ma-spañol spañol diyan!" I laughed and patted her head, "tara, ihatid muna kita sa aking dormitoryo para makapagpahinga ka..."
{"I couldn't handle it...." , "I don't want to get married to someone else...I only want you." , "I missed you too..." , "Fuck you don't speak to me in Spanish!" , "let's to, I'll escort you to my dormitory so you could rest..."}
Y/N nodded. I smile and took her hand in mine before leading her to my dorm.
After that, I skipped half of my classes since Y/N begged me to stay.
"Ano na ang gagawin mo ngayon?" I ask, Y/N raises a brow and shrugs. "Eh ano pa ba ang gagawin ko kundi sundan ka sa iba't ibang lupalop ng mundo." I chuckle, "paano ang mga magulang mo?" She shrugs, "ah bahala sila diyan. May isa pa naman silang anak kaya magiging ayos lang din ang lahat." I sigh and lay next to her.
{"What are you going to do now?" , "What else is there to do other than follow you around the world." , "How about your parents?" , "Who cares about them. They have one another child, I'm sure they'll be fine."}
This is so improper. So scandalous. I'm laying next to an engaged maiden, unprecedented. We shouldn't even be allowed to be this close to each other even if she wasn't engaged. But then again, this had always been Y/N's style. This had always been our style. To go against all social reforms. But who would've thought we'd take 5 steps too far...
Y/N sighs and rolls to one side before placing her hand over me. I flinched and tried to sit up, but she pushes me down with her arm. "Anong ginagawa mo?" I ask. "Niyayakap ka ng naka higa, bakit? May masama ba duon?" My face heats up. "Ma-masyado ata tayong malapit...." Y/N grunts. "Nung una, masyadong malayo, ngayon masyadong malapit. Ang sabihin mo duwag ka! Limang taon na hanggang ngayon di ka pa rin tinutubuan ng bayag!"
{"What are you doing?" , "Hugging you while laying down, why? Is there a problem with that?" , "We're a little too c-close...." , "At first, we're too far, now we're too close. Just admit that you're a coward! It's been five years and you still hadn't grown balls!"}
"A-anong di tinutubuan!? Oy! May bayag ako 'no!" Y/N pulls herself away from me and sits up, "di mo nga akong magawang halikan nuon e! Ako pa yung humila sayo palapit! Ako rin ang pumunta mula Pilipinas hanggang Madrid! Siguro nga kung lalaki ako mas malaki pa ang bayag ko kaysa sa'yo!"
{"Wha-what do you mean hadn't grown?! Oi! I have balls!" , "You couldn't even bring yourself to kiss me! I was the one who had to pull you close! I was also the one who sailed from the Philippines tp Madrid! Maybe if I were a man I'd have bigger balls than you!"}
Oh god she's still so vulgar as ever! This is embarrassing.. "Oh e anong gusto mong gawin ko para patunayan kong lumakas na rin ang aking loob, ha Y/N?" She smirks, "kunin mo'ko."
{"Oh then what do I have to do in order to prove that I'm no longer a coward?" , "Take me."}
Ha? Ku....nin? Ano-
{Huh? Ta....ke? What-}
HA-
"HAA?!?" Her smirk left her lips and was replaced by a look of disappointment. "Marami akong sinakripisyo para sa'yo, Marsyal. Marami akong iniwan, binitawan, at binigay. Pakiusap naman gantihan mo rin." I sat up as well, staring at Y/N. She's still wearing her wedding gown...
{"I sacrificed so much for you, Martial. I left everything behind, let go of everything, and gave up everything. I beg you, at least reciprocate my efforts."}
"Maghubad ka." She flinches, "ha?!" I sigh and stood up, grabbing her bags and taking one of her clothes, "maghubad ka at magpalit ng damit para makapagpahinga ka na. Maaga pa tayo bukas." She tilts her head in confusion, her eyebrows knit together as she's trying to make sense of what I'm doing. I then grab her clothes and threw at it her face. "acK! Gago ka, Marsyal!" I laugh.
{"Take off your clothes." , "Take off your clothes so you could change. We'll be out early tomorrow." , "acK! Martial you asshole!"}
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The next day, I woke up and wore my suit, I look at Y/N who's still drooling. I sigh and grabbed a pillow before throwing it at her which instantly makes her get up. "Bilisan mo" she groans as she gets up, grabbing her comb to fix her tangled hair while I prepare our breakfast.
{"Hurry up"}
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"Bakit nandito tayo?" I told Y/N to wear her gown again as we walk down the path. While Y/N was asleep, I was able to call my uncle and convince him to do this for us. "Diba sabi mo duwag ako at dapat gantihan ko ang mga ginawa mo para sa atin? Puwes, ngayon, ipapakita ko sa'yo na hindi na ako duwag."
{"Why are we here?" , "Remember when you said that I'm a coward and that I should reciprocate the efforts you put in for us? Well, now, I'll show you that I'm no longer a coward."}
"Huh-? Anong ibig sabihin mo?" I hold her hand tighter as I look at her with a smile, "pinagkakatiwalaan mo ba ako?" She raises a brow, "susunod ba ako sa'yo sa Madrid kung hindi?" I laugh. "Sabagay..." I grin as I lead her to the garden where my uncle is already waiting for us. I look at Y/N who stares at me in shock. I smile and put my finger on her mouth to hush her before getting down on one knee...
{"Huh-? What do you mean?" , "Do you trust me?" , "Would I have followed you to Madrid if I didn't?" , "True..."}
"Y/N, maaari ko bang hingiin ang iyong kamay para sa kasal?" Y/N laughs, "hayup ka, tinatanong pa ba yan?! Gago oo, malamang! Nandito na tayo e!" I laugh. We both continued walking, I decided to choose my uncle to officiate the ceremony since he has the authority to.
{"Y/N, may I ask for your hanf in marriage?" , "You ass, should that even be a question?! Fuck yes, of course! We're already here!"}
I stood up and continued to walk, leading Y/N further into the garden. "Hindi ko pa rin naiintindihan kung saan mo ako dinadala." I chuckle, "maghintay kaaa." She groans. "At bakit mo pina suot ulit sa akin ito?" I didn't answer until we eventually reached the end where we saw my uncle standing with a book in his hand. He smiles at us as he sees us coming. "Huh? Sino yan?"
{"I still don't understand where you're taking me though." , "Just waaait." , "And why did you make me wear this again?" , "Huh? Who's that?"}
"Tito ko." She nods, "bakit siya nandito?" Once we were in front of him, I stopped and placed her in front of me so that my uncle is in between us, "kasi siya ang tatali sa atin sa panghabambuhay."
{"My uncle." , "Why is he here?" , "because he'll be the to bind us to forever."}
Y/N's eyes widened as she stares at me, she's so cute when she blushes.
"Haaaay kayong mga batang kayo... Ang lalakas ng luob niyo para magtanan." Tito and I laugh. "Pero, hindi ako tutol diyan kaya magsisimula na tayo bago tayo makahuli. Tandaan niyo, skandalo itong ginagawa niyo."
{"Haaaa you kids... have strong guts to elope and get married ij secret." , "But, I'm not against that so let's start before we get caught. Remember, what you're doing is scandalous."}
Y/N and I laugh, "mas masaya ang nakakakilabot na buhay, tito." I smile. Tito nods and started reading from the book. I couldn't help but stare at her. She's a mess, but a lovely one.
{"Life is much more fun when there's thrill, uncle."}
"Paki harap ang isa't isa at sabihin ang inyong mga sumpa..."
{"Please face each other and recite your vows..."}
[TW: Sappy scene]
I smile and clear my throat. "Y/N....sa kay tagal ng ating pagsasama...mula sa mga pagsusulat, hanggang sa tawanan at iyakan sa kalsada. Oo takot ako nuon. Siguro dahil sa masyado ako naging kontento sa kung anong meron tayo nuon at natakot ako na baka mawala ka." I chuckle, "pero mukhang kabaliktaran ang nangyari. Hindi ka nawala, hindi ka lumayo. Punyeta. Sumunod pa nga dito e. Nung nakita kita sa eskuwelahan naka suot pang-kasal, alam ko na sa sarili ko na ikaw ang babaeng para sa akin. Ang babaeng mamahalin at tatanggapin ako buong puso...kaya mula ngayon...mamahalin kita tulad ng pagmamahal mo sa akin. Araw araw, oras oras at minuto minuto mamahalin kita hangga't sa magsawa ka."
{"Y/N....we've been together for such a long time now...from our letters to each other to our cries and laughter on the streets. Yes I was scared. Maybe it was because I was too content with what we had that that I was scared I'd lose you." , "But it looks like the opposite happened. You didn't disappear, you didn't go away. Fuck you even followed me here. When you showed up at school wearing your gown, I knew from then on that you were the right person for me. The person that would love and accept me. Everyday, every hour, and every minute, I'll love you until you grow tired of me."}
:3RD PERSON:
Y/N smiled as she stares at the person in front of her, "Marsyal, kahit minsan gago ka at pinapaiisip mo ako kung tunay ba talaga yung pagmamahal mo para sa akin, palagi mong nakakayaning idikdik sa utak ko na wala akong dapat ikatakot... Hindi ako yung mga tipo na babae na mahilig sa matatamis na silita. Ako yung tipo na nagsasabi ng totoo, kahit na hindi maganda pakinggan minsan. Kaya dederetsuhin na kita." She takes in a deep breath and sighs. "Marsyal, mahal na mahal kita. Sobra pa sa buhay. Sa'yo nakapalibot ang aking mundo. Alam ko sa buong puso ko na ikaw lang ang makakapagpasaya sa akin. Kaya nung muntik na akong ikasal, tumakas ako at agad-agad kang hinanap dahil alam ko sa sarili ko na hindi ko kakayaning mabuhay ng wala ka. Kaya kahit anong katangahan ang gagawin mo bukas, sa susunod na linggo, o sa mga susunod na taon, hinding hindi ako aalis sa tabi mo. Nandito lang ako kahit ano pa man ang gawin mo. At sisiguraduhin ko na mamahalin kita araw-araw habang nabubuhay pa ako."
{"Martial, even though sometimes you could be an asshole and would sometimes make me think about whether or mot you actually love me, you always manage to drill it into my mind that I shouldn't be worrying about anything... I'm not the type of girl to say flowery words, I'm the type to say the truth even if it hurts so I'll get to the point." , "Martial, I love you so much. More than life itself. My world surrounds you. I know it in my heart that you're the only one who will be able to make me happy. That's why when I almost got married, I ran away and immediately tried to find you. Because I know within myself that I wouldn't be able to live without you. So whatever stupidity you do tomorrow, in the next few weeks, or in a few years, I will never ever leave your side. I will always be here no matter what you do. And I'll make sure to love you everyday for as long as I shall live."}
[End of the trigger]
"At ngayon, matatawag ko na kayong esposo at esposa. Maari niyo nang hagkan ang isa't isa."
{"And now, I may finally pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss each other."}
The newlyweds smiled, they didn't expect to elope, but now, they didn't care. They were each other's now. As their faces were only inches away, they smiled, "ang ating pangunang halik." Martial whispered. "Ang pang una ng marami pang mga halik." Martial smiles and soon the gap between them closes as their worlds collide.
{"Our first [consensual] kiss" , "The first out of a thousand more kisses."}
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Martial and Y/N kept true to their vows. Once Martial got his doctorate in Madrid, he and Y/N moved to France to do his research. They moved a couple of times from Paris to Belgium. But after a year, they went back to their home country and Y/N had to face her family yet again.
"Y/N!! ANO BA ANG PUMASOK SA CEREBRO MO, HA?!" Her mother was about to hit her until Martial stood in the way and caught her hand before it could even land on Y/N. "Señorita, tama na po." She froze on the spot while Y/N's father could only watch on the side. They didn't know that the man Y/N had followed after was Martial, who is knowingly far richer than all the other men that courted her.
{"Y/N!! ARE YOU CRAZY?! HA?!" , "Missus, that's enough."}
"Kung ganyan lang din po ang pagtrato niyo sa asawa ko, aalis nalang po kami." Martial took Y/N's hand who was shaking and got her out of the situation. "Kahit anong tapang ko...hindi ko sila kayang labanan." Martial laughs. "Ganun talaga kapag pamilya. Ibang klaseng takot ang mararamdaman mo sa kanila." Y/N could only nod in agreement.
{"If that's how you're treating my wife then, we'll just take our leave." , "No matter how brave I am...I still can't fight them." , "That's because they're your family. The kind of fear they give you is unlike any other."}
More years passed, and they were the happiest. Philipia and Gregorio could almost barf at their sickening sweetness. But of course, with happiness, comes with bitterness as the revolution begun and Martial and his family were the main stars.
Martial had to hide her away since he didn't want anyone finding his treasure when the revolution was won, they built a house in Manila, a sweet two-story love nest with a secret entrance. Barely having time to rest after the revolution, another war started yet again.
"Marsyal..." Leaving again to fight, Y/N started fearing the what if's. What if he doesn't survive? What if he dies? What if he never comes back? What if he gets captured?
{"Martial..."}
Martial smiled and kisses her before leaving to go fight yet another war.
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With cuts, bruises, and other wounds, Martial found himself getting scolded by his crying wife, fearing for his safety above all. "Paano na ako pag namatay ka?! Paano na kami!!?" Martial laughs, "hindi ako mamamata- teka, kami? Anong ibig mong sabihin?"
{"What will happen to me if you die?! To us?!" , "I won't di- hold on, what do you mean by us?"}
Y/N sighs, "ikaw, ano sa tingin mo?" She smirks. Martial's eyes sparkled in joy, abruptly standing up to hug his wife. "Ngayon siguradong sigurado na ako... Na hinding hindi ako mamamatay. Sapagkat nadagdagan ng bagong rason ang aking bawat paghinga at pag gising sa umaga." Y/N smiled. "Siguraduhin mo lang kung hindi mananagot ka sa akin."
{"What do you think?" , Now I'm sure... That I won't ever die. For now I have another reason to keep breathing and waking up each morning." , "You better, or else you'll be dead to me."}
Martial chuckles, "masusunod, señorita."
{"Will do, madam."}
~ * 3 days later * ~
Y/N quickly stands up and runs to the door before quickly opening it. "MAR-...huh? Gregorio? Philipia?" She tilts her head to the side, wondering what her in-laws were doing there when they should be out governing and fighting. "Nasaan si Marsyal?"
{"Where's Martial?"}
"Maaari ba kaming pumasok?"
{"May we come in?"}
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"Hindi. Hindi. Nagsisinungaling kayo!"
{"No. No. You're lying!"}
Gregorio couldn't even keep a straight face. He was just as prostrate with grief as Y/N was. "Sana totoo na nagsisinungaling lang kami. Pero ito ang katotohanan, ate. Patay na ang kuya namin. Patay na ang asawa mo." Were Philipia's harsh words. They were as sharp as a guillotine's blade. They ripped Y/N apart. "Maiiwan ko na kayo. Kuya, kung gusto mong sumunod, tumayo ka na diyan. Pero kung ayaw mo, humanap ka ng sarili mong kalesa."
{"I wish we were, but that's the truth, sis. Our brother is dead. Your husband is dead." , "I'll leave you be. Big brother, if you want to come with me, then stand up. But if you don't, then find your own carriage."}
Gregorio sniffles. "NAPAKA SALBAHE MO TALAGA, PHILIPIA! GANYAN BA TALAGA KATIGAS ANG PUSO MO, HA?!" Philipia didn't reply and simply left.
{"YOU REALLY ARE SELFISH, PHILIPIA! IS YOUR HEART REALLY THAT HARD, HUH?!"}
Y/N and Gregorio stayed in their positions, crying their eyes out until they were no tears left to cry. On that day, Y/N found temporary solace in Gregorio. Y/N continued to live alone in their house, hugging a picture of Martial every night she goes to sleep. This went on for months until the bump in her stomach could no longer be hidden...
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~ * 5 years later * ~
"Philipia."
"Kuya. Gising ka na pala. Kamusta ang comatose?"
{"Brother. You're awake. How's comatose?"
"Nasaan si Gregorio?"
{"Where's Gregorio?"}
"Wala na."
{"He's gone."}
"Huh? Anong wala na?"
{"Huh? What do you mean gone?"}
"Nabaril sa leeg ng mga Amerikano."
{"He was shot at the neck by the Americans."}
"Paano si...Y/N? Kamusta siya?"
{"How about Y/N? How is she?"}
"Wala na rin."
{"She's gone too."}
"....ano?"
{"....what?"}
"Wala na siya."
{"She's gone."}
"Lumayas siya...?"
{"She left...?"}
"Hindi."
{"No."}
"E ano pala?!"
{"Then what?!"}
"Nagpakamatay."
{"She killed herself"}
"..."
"Yung...yung anak namin...saan?"
{"Where...where's our child?"}
"Kung saan man ang kabilang buhay, dun silang lahat. Hindi nanganak si Y/N."
{"Wherever the afterlife is, that's where they all are. Y/N didn't give birth."}
"...."
"Kung mahal mo, bakit hindi mo sundan?"
{"If you love them so much why don't you follow them?"}
"Putangina ka."
{"Fuck you."}
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[A/N: I hope you liked it mon amour 😘]
*[Edit: This has relevance to the book "The Children of the Philippines"]