It's finally here. The day I graduate.

Today was the graduation ceremony. I looked into my mirror, wearing my graduation cap and gown.

Hoseok came from behind and hugged my waist, smiling. "You ready?"

I nodded.

"You look good~" He cooed and placed a loving kiss on my cheek.

I chuckled and kissed his lips. "I can't believe today we finally graduate."

He nodded, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Everything happened so fast." I sighed.

"It'll be a new chapter for us!" He smiled.

I grinned, nodding.

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Sitting down in one of the rows of thousands of chairs was overwhelming. Jin and Namjoon sat behind us, while Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung sat in the row below the row I was in.

In the audience were loads of parents and friends supporting the graduates. I couldn't see my family in the audience but it wasn't something I was worried about.

"Hello everyone." Our teacher announced into the microphone. "I'm Mr. Lee and would like to....."

The ceremony started and I had butterflies in my stomach. My hands and knees were shaking and I felt my palms becoming sweaty.

Hoseok held my hand, rubbing my hand with his thumb.

I sighed and calmed down.

"We have so many students who are astounding and wonderful and deserve to be here today..."

"You okay Yoongi?" He whispered.

I gulped and nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm nervous too."

I sighed, nodding. I looked at him and he smiled. His smile eased my nerves, for now.

"Jung Hoseok." He walked to our teacher and happily took his degree, shaking his hand. He didn't look nervous in the least.

"J-HOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!" Jimin and I hollered. Other people from his dance class did the same. Hoseok looked at us and giggled. Jin and Namjoon laughed, while Jungkook and Taehyung stared at Jimin with a confused expression.

"J-hope?" Jin smiled.

"It's what they call Hoseok in his dance class." I explained.

When he came back, Hoseok cheerfully hugged the six of us.

I pecked his cheek before he sat down. "Nice job, Hobi."

He smiled and chuckled.

As the ceremony went on, it was getting closer to my name. My heart was beating out of my chest. I bit my lip in nervousness.

"Min Yoongi." I walked up to Mr. Lee and grabbed my degree, shaking his hand. He nodded and gave a genuine smile (in years).

"GO YOONGI!!" Hoseok cheered.

Namjoon whistled and Jin happily clapped. Taehyung and Jungkook were clapping rapidly and cheering.

Jimin exclaimed, "GOOD JOB!!"

I smiled and walked back to my chair. Jungkook and Taehyung high fived me, grinning. Jin patted my back and Namjoon took my hat off, ruffling my hair. I chuckled and placed my hat back on my head.

"See? It wasn't that scary, right?" Hoseok grinned and hugged me.

I smiled. "Yeah, you were right."

I felt anxious. This ceremony was too long. At least three hours has passed... All I want is this ceremony to be done!

"The ceremony is now coming to an end. We'll now announce the awards." Mr. Lee announced.

I rolled my eyes. Fucking finally.

"So Hoseok, have you decided what you're going to do now?" I whispered.

He tilted his head. "You mean my career?"

I nodded.

"No, not yet. Why do you ask?"

I looked in the other direction. "I was just wondering....."

"Just wondering?" He raised an eyebrow, no longer whispering.

I nodded, clenching my fists in my lap.

"There's gotta be more than that. I know you too well Yoongi." He chuckled and smiled.

This was it.

I closed my eyes and nodded once again. "Fine," I sighed. "You got me."

"Well, spill it!" He giggled.

It wasn't going to be easy.

"Hoseok, I have a very important question to ask you."

"Hmm?" He grinned. "How important?" He chuckled.

"VERY important." I widened my eyes dramatically.

I only have one chance.

He gasped. "What is it??"

I bit my lip and fidgeted with my thumbs.

"Now a round of applause for our lovely graduates!"

All of the students and audience stood up and clapped. Hoseok abruptly got out of his chair but I held his wrist. He turned towards me.

"Hoseok,"

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"Will you marry me?"