If it took two years for you to become my friend, then that stupid promise should be meaningful. If it took you a few boys to beat up, then that dumb promise should be important. If it took one deep breath of defensive words, then that crazy promise should be significant. If it made you blush, made me smile, made both our stomachs flutter with butterflies; then that promise should be kept.So, 7-year-old Park Jaebum, are you going to marry me? ForewordAuthors note; I originally posted this on winglin but have recently decided to repost this onto Asianfanfics.The name that I went by on winglin was babiikxes but on here I am nkaujmim :)And orginally, the story was titled, And Only Yours but I decided to change it and kept the poster as it was because it was too beautiful to change.And for those who have already read Are You Going To Marry Me, shhhh. Dont spoil the story for those whom havent :) --Exerpts from Are You Going To Marry Me?When they were children, everything was so simple.Nich Khun belched out, "Jaebum and Eunsung are getting married!"Our pretty homeroom teacher giggled. "Arent you two a little young?"Jaebum shook his head, tightening his hand around mine. "When were older, Ill marry her.""Thats good to hear." Homeroom teacher leaned down and patted the both of our heads. And to Jaebum she said, "protect her well, Jaebum."And to her, Park Jaebum said, "of course."--And then they grew up,  and everything changed."Are you in love with him?"I hesitated again. "Were just fourteen.""You and Jaebum grew up together and so your feelings for each other are more than just being fourteen." He had a point.--He slowly kissed me before whispering to my lips, "you know this isnt what I want."I knew."Part your lips." He whispered.--"...I started noticing even more when you started hanging out with Lee Jinae and Nich Khun." Both his hands rested on my cheeks and his gentle gaze became shy. "Ive noticed how much you were growing up. Just as much as your body is changing, your smile is changing too. Your hair is changing. Its getting longer." He touched the ends of my hair. "Your face is changing." He kissed me. "Because youre becoming more beautiful."--My tears were being selfish. They wont stop, huh?I love you, I wanted to tell him. But I think he knew."Me too." He placed his hand on my head. "I love you too."Yeah, he knew.--Every day was like this now.Every day, it became easier and easier to survivewithout Park Jaebum.--Wrinkles will become more apparent as you age. So, let it be. When Im older and my face becomes wrinklier, I want everyone to know why those lines are there. Its because I was able to make such great friends that I have so many smiling lines. I glanced over my shoulder at Jang Wooyoung. I loved the feeling of making new friends.--Min Sunye,she might be able to make Park Jaebum stay.--Wooyoung sighed and grabbed the jacket from me. Wearing it, he avoided eye contact with me. "Sorry," he muttered. "I wanted to see you all of a sudden so I came this way. You were being really cute so I kissed you. Im sorry." He pressed his lips together and muttered goodbye and walked away.--I shook my head. "Youre hiding something from me."Touching his lips against my earlobe, he whispered,"Eunsung, its obvious that its the other way around." --He pushed my loose strands of hair behind my ear. "Be a bit bad sometimes. Be as bad as you are beautiful. Be as malicious as you are wonderful. Be as cruel as you are kind. I cant let you go if you tell me that you want to be with me. I cant let a beautiful bird fly away if it keeps singing sweet songs to me."-- "I love you. I love you. I love you." He whispered. "Im sorry."He was sorry because I was Wooyoungs girlfriend now. Right?--His voice made me feel anxious, and then Wooyoungs kiss on the side of my lips flashed through my head and I panicked. I pushed Jaebum away. "Im so sorry." I muttered, avoiding his eyes. "I cant believe what Im doing."--"You have this weird power on me. Like youre some sort of magician. Youre always able to make me hesitate even when I think Im completely unhesitant. You brush your finger against me, and I melt."--Love has a limit.I believe so.Experience the love of two 7-year-old sweethearts who grow up in the process.I promise you, you wont be disappointed.