The audience fell silent for a while and Suho's jaw dropped. The ambience was making me more nervous.
"I don't think we need your introduction, sir," the lady said.
"I think we do," he said, scratching his head, "I am making my presence as Min Yoongi today and not as Suga."
"If I am inferring correct, it was Min Yoongi who made a bride run away from her wedding!" Suho blurted out and I could make out his essence to mock us.
"Yes, you don't get a woman like her on coincidence and I wasn't ready to lose her like that," he said and damn, a few more gasps.
Oh, baby when you talk like that. You make the women go mad~
"I totally agree, if I ever was lucky to know who Jerry Jarvis is. Or moreover if was in love with them, I would have gone to any extent," the lady jubilantly passed and we both laughed at their disposition.
"When did you both fall in love?" She asked with an exciting charm.
Just speak what is true.
"Actually, I fell in love with him even before I knew who he was. I am a very introverted person but something about him just made me drawn toward him. He felt like he had the faintest idea of what's going on in my life."
"For me, it was really gradual," he said. "We started talking, then we met, then slowly and gradually I realised the importance she had in my life. How she consumed my thoughts. She absolutely had to do nothing for me to fall in love with her and I fell so deep I don't think there's any way out."
A warmth crept up my cheeks and a smile stretched on my face. Do you want a kiss bro? Like a kissy kiss bro? Like a smooch on the lips bro?- Well, calm down! I fucking cannot, I am on my period. Periodt.
"I am really curious how you met?"
"She would answer that," he said and I nodded.
"I was trying to reach one of my old friends, Lee Suho and somehow I contacted a wrong number. He mistook me for his acquaintance and then we realised we both were contacting the wrong person.
Then he called me by mistake, I got blocked, then again started talking then finally became friends." I laughed while he was grinning.
"You know there's a thing to be said about people who meet time and time again. It's like the universe saying, 'Stop separating. You are meant to be together'."
"That's beautiful," she said. "Suho shi, would you like to take over?"
Suho carded his hands through his hair, everyone knew that he was my fiance. Everyone.
"Why do you love each other?" He asked, narrowing his gaze towards us.
Are you a professional moron or just a gifted amateur?
I sighed. "His beauty made me entangled in his persona. His is the kind of beauty that falls on your lips like snowflakes softly falling on the ground. Silent, subtle, fragile to touch, but beautiful nonetheless. When you just take a glance at the outside, he may seem like winter, thunderstorms and scars but yet he has the gentlest touch for the broken souls. I never had to see him to get to know the beauty, it was whispered so subtly to my soul, capturing my heart before entrancing my eyes," I spoke, not even realising that I was on a talk show.
I was just speaking, as he said, what I felt.
"That's so beautiful," the lady remarked.
"I know right," Yoongi muttered making me look at him. "She didn't even say this when I proposed to her, she just said that she loves me too," he grinned.
This was not required.
"Omo really?" The lady chuckled.
"That must be really embarrassing," Suho laughed.
"Well, not at all," I replied. "You see. People don't see love as I see it. For them, it's that flittery flirty feeling and those butterflies. Love is not so easy. Love is sacrificial, it's ferocious, not emotive. Our culture doesn't love love, it loves the idea of love. I have heard random girls and boys just saying 'love you' at the bus stops. I see how simply they remove the 'I', as if running away from the commitment. When I say, 'I love you', it means a lot. Because that 'I' is a heavy concept."
"She got a way with words," Yoongi chuckled, his cheeks darkening like Ariana's hair when she played Cat Valentine.
"I can say that," she smiled.
"How about you, Mr Min," Suho asked with a straight face.
"I cannot put it as she does. When I think of love, she just pops up in my brain. Every word, everything she speaks, means a lot to me. It makes me wanna know her, know it all. She gives a lot of anime references sometimes, so I watched a few animes to understand them because I wanted to know it all," he spoke with that endearing smile that I couldn't take eyes off him.
"She told me her favourite songs and I heard them till their lyrics were engraved in the crevasses of my brain because I wanted to feel what she did while hearing them.
Sometimes I see her and it's like, just one more second and just look at her and am caught quite a few times. Like when she is just eating Nutella, or simply writing. Her aura is something I would say what defines love for me."
Jokes apart. I was touched. I just talked bad about butterflies and now they were raging wars in my stomach.
"That's so sweet," she complimented.
"If you wanna compress your relationship in a line, what would it be?" She asked.
His eyes met mine and we both smiled, knowing what we wanted to say. We faced the camera unwillingly, I just wanted to see him right now.
We spoke simultaneously, "We are paperclips supporting each other."
"Woah!" She exclaimed, honestly, the show was going on because of her. Because Suho was mute, his hands jittery and his movements really ungainly.
"One last question since the time is about to end if I take all the words you both have spoken today and make them a book, how much will I earn?" She laughed making both of us copy her stance.
"You'll be sued for plagiarism then," Yoongi joked.
"Well, I give you my copyrights for you were a wonderful talk show host," I smiled.
"Ahh... Jee shi, don't make me fall in love with you. My boyfriend won't like it," she dramatically passed and we laughed again. We doesn't include Suho.
"It was really a wonderful meeting with you guys. Thank you for joining us and trusting us with your identity and relationship. I wish you all the best for your future," Suho passed.
And with this, the interview ended. The first thing to happen was Suho storming out of the set with a speed.
Fuck. The Abigail thing never came out. Hey, come back. Jack come back~
The lady approached us and said, "It was such an honour meeting you. I am such a big fan of your writing Jerry."
I smiled, "Thank you so much."
"Oh baby, you did great!" Minho passed, his arms wide open, approaching us.
Fuck. No. Shit. Cringe. Embarrassing.
He came up and embraced the lady, kissing her forehead.
Oh.
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