AUTHOR'S NOTE: This was a scene from "Day by Day", one of the works I've deleted. I wanted to feature a couple of unrelated oneshots for that one but I seriously just could not find the time. I scraped it off because there was no way I could continue it then...but I couldn't bin this piece. So I'll add this here as another one-shot. Hope you all enjoy this one.

It had started off like an introduction of a campfire horror story.

That night, she had waddled out of the apothecary after a day's work and came face to face with a ghost town. Aside from the young man who came to walk with her on her way home, she couldn't spot another single soul in Paradise.

Alex rubbed her pregnant belly, a nervous habit she had developed since the day she started showing.

"Where's everybody?" she asked, looking up at the dark-haired Runner beside her as they made their way to their cabin.

Minho shrugged. "They've all probably dozed off by now. It is pretty late."

"But...I swear on Millie's shorts, Brenda and Clint left less than an hour ago."

"So? It's been a long day Alexandria. Maybe they're that tired."

"They couldn't have clocked out for the night that fast."

Minho gave her a sideway glance. "Well from the looks of things, everyone proved you wrong." He had sounded like a smug know-it-all. Not for the first time, his cheekiness grated on her nerves. His lack of concern over the unusually quiet atmosphere of their normally lively village was also something she found annoying. However, he was right about one thing. It had been a long day. She couldn't be bothered getting upset at him. All her energy had been spent carrying the seven-month-old baby in her belly.

Minho's hand shot out to grab hers, forcing the both of them to stop in the middle of the village's largest intersection. From where they stood, the clearing was wide enough for them to catch a glimpse of the full moon hanging low on the indigo sky. The couple stared up at it in silence for a few minutes. Alex could feel his gaze on her so she looked up at him, smiling.

"Min, this is so pretty."

He smiled back, the dimples on his cheeks deepening as his smile grew wider. "That's the exact same thing you told me that night...on the Berg."

"You would remember, wouldn't you?"

"Always." He leaned in for a quick kiss before another comfortable silence fell between the two of them. Alex continued to look up at the moon while Minho quietly counted to a hundred.

"Alexandria?"

"Hmm?"

"You wanna get married? Or something?"

The question had been so random and unexpected that it took several seconds for her to process what she just heard. She gave him an incredulous look.

"What, now?" she chuckled.

Minho shrugged nonchalantly, struggling to hide the way his heart thumped nervously in his chest. "You're free. I'm free. It's a beautiful evening with the full moon and cool breeze and shuck. I don't see why not."

"Min, I'm wearing a maternity dress."

"So?" This time he turned to face her, twinkling onyx eyes locking on to green ones. "What do you say, huh? Marry me. Now now."

Alex couldn't stop the hot flush from spreading across her cheeks. She never thought he would ask, not that she held it against him. After all, it wasn't exactly a secret as to who the father of her child was. He had accompanied her on her way home from work without fail since the early stages of her pregnancy and they were living under the same roof. If there was one thing she could say about Minho, it was that his actions always speak louder than his words ever will. He hadn't asked her before but he had treated her as though they were already married and that was more than enough for her.

"Hey," he whispered, swallowing nervously. Had he scared her off? 'Maybe that came out too strong,' he thought. He cupped her face gently. "I know this sounds scary but I really couldn't imagine doing this with anybody else. Just you. It has always been just you."

Alex took both of his hands and gave them a firm squeeze. "You sound so sure of yourself," she whispered, peering up at him from beneath her lashes.

"Well I should be," he replied. "I can't go wrong with this one, Alex. And I honestly don't care if you're wearing Cole's jeans with Bill's suspenders right now I just want to make you my wife."

She gave him a lingering kiss. "Good. I like the sound of that. I say yes."

His smile grew so bright that it made her eyes water. She buried her face on his chest as tears of joy streamed down her own manic grin. She didn't think it was possible to love him more than she already did.

As he held her in his arms, she heard the muffled words vibrating from where her head rested against his chest.

"Time to come out shanks! We're getting married!"

Everyone stepped out of their hiding spots dressed in the best-looking set of clothes they owned. No one doubted it for a second. If there was one person who had enough gall to successfully orchestrate a wedding on the spot it was Minho.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Hi guys. I know I said I want to leave the TMR gang alone from now on but for some reason, random scenes still keep popping in my head and I know that if I don't write them down I'll never get anything done. This is way overdue but I hope you all enjoyed this anyway.