Joohyun flips to the next page of her novel, fully engrossed in the characters’ game of will-they-or-won’t-they when a wet snout bumps against her elbow, making her shoulders jump in surprise. She turns to find a pair of golden-brown eyes looking at her pleadingly, a soft whine punctuating the silent request.
 

“Love, you know I hate running,” says Joohyun, trying not to stare at her eyes too long for fear of giving in; after so many years, she’s now more than aware of her weakness for Seungwan’s puppy-dog eyes.
 

She turns back to her book, only for her giant lump of a lover to push herself onto her lap.
 

“Yah, you are not a lapdog!” she scolds, even as she shuts her book and tosses it aside while extending her legs, trying to make room for Seungwan despite the logistic improbability of it all.
 

The back of Seungwan’s head thumps on the grass when she tries to make room for her , making Joohyun chuckle. Suddenly, the sound of Seulgi’s laughter echoes around them amidst the quiet of the forest.
 

“Are they racing again?” Joohyun asks her, cradling Seungwan’s head to avoid any more accidents.
 

Seungwan nods at her, huffing as if in exasperation.
 

“Why don’t you join them? You don’t have to ask me. You know I’ll just grumble the entire time.”
 

Seungwan sends her a pointed glance, and then it dawns on her.
 

“Ohhh… It’s just Sooyoung and her?” Another huff. “Didn’t want to be a third wheel?” she teases, earning herself a snout-bump against her chin for her trouble. “How many more decades do you think it would take for them to finally get their together?” she whispers, aware of how her voice can easily carry through the trees.
 

Seungwan snorts indelicately and lifts her two paws, extending all her digits, making Joohyun laugh.
 

“They’re really milking this ‘eternity’ thing, aren’t they? I’m glad we had more sense,” she muses, smiling down at Seungwan.
 

Seungwan’s eyes turn into a richer, warmer gold, a distinct indication of her happiness. She lifts her torso up so she can plop her furry on Joohyun’s lap, and without warning, gives her a long, slobbery from her neck to her chin.
 

Groaning at the sensation, Joohyun pushes Seungwan away, albeit not hard enough to topple her off. “I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but…that was too much tongue.”
 

Mirth fills both of their eyes, and they collapse onto each other in a fit of laughter – or laughter from Joohyun and what can be deemed as laughter from Seungwan: a deep sort of staccato rumbling coming from her chest.
 

With the surprising confidence of someone who knows she can get away with it, Seungwan delivers a few more fast but thorough all over Joohyun’s face before quickly hopping off and dashing away, deep into the forest.
 

Joohyun’s face twists in disgust, trying to wipe off what she can. She can hear Seungwan’s rumbling laughter a few hundred meters away, and it gets her to her feet, dashing quickly to the vague direction she heard it last. Tonight is not the quiet sort of night she had initially hoped for, but she’s not even a little bit disgruntled about it. Rarely does anything get on her nerves these days, really. Not when she’s just settled into a new house with Seungwan, has had relatively enough time spent with Seungwan every day, watching Netflix, talking, eating, sleeping, kissing, undressing, and other verbs that almost make her bump into a huge oak tree at the thought of them.
 

Seungwan, aware of her tail on her, has taken to zigzagging all over the forest, but Joohyun is closing in, the scent of her getting sharper, the snapping of twigs and rustle of leaves growing louder.
 

After several minutes, Joohyun finally sees a blur of brown up ahead in a small clearing, and her adrenaline spikes, allowing her to sprint until she’s only a few meters away from her target. She knows Seungwan is normally a lot faster than this, but she’s not complaining.
 

In seconds, Joohyun reaches her, and the momentum brings both of them to the ground, laughing all the way down.
 

Joohyun sits on Seungwan’s stomach, effectively pinning her. “I win,” she breathes out, eyes sparkling in triumph.
 

Seungwan’s canines flash in a grin, not the least bit miffed. She attempts to brush the strands of hair covering Joohyun’s face with her paws, eyes glowing a surreal gold Joohyun’s grown very familiar with, making her chest tighten as they lock eyes for what feels like forever.
 

“I wish you could change back for a little while. Just so I can kiss you properly,” she confesses softly.
 

Seungwan’s pouty whine is cut off by Seulgi saying, “Ew, save it for the honeymoon, guys.” Sooyoung trots right behind her, snout twisted in what could only be disgust.
 

Right. She and Seungwan are getting married in a week’s time.
 

It’s not that Joohyun’s forgotten about it – hell, no – but the gravity of what it means to the both of them is huge. Werewolves and vampires dating? Fine. But marriage? Complicated is the lightest way to describe it.
 

It took them years, but they’d sought council in both races and have finally gotten what they could call ‘approval,’ and now the wedding is in a week and it’s amazing and terrifying all at once. But not so terrifying if Seungwan keeps looking at her the way that she does, loves her the way that she does.
 

Seungwan pulls her down against her chest, probably noticing her freezing up, and it’s insane how quickly she relaxes against her, almost purring at the incredible warmth.
 

They both ignore Seulgi and Sooyoung’s twin groans, and they stay like that for a while, the other two having already disappeared to begrudgingly give them privacy.
 

Finally, Joohyun breaks the comfortable silence, speaking up about her uncertainties; after decades together, it’s now a lot easier for her to open up about things like these. “We can do it, right? Marriage and…everything after?”
 

She wishes that Seungwan can reply to her with words, soothing her with reassurances and her quiet optimism. Instead, Seungwan wraps her arms around her and pulls her closer, until Joohyun feels more than hears the thunder of her steady heartbeat, which she counts until her eyes flutter shut and it guides her to her dreams.
 

Hours later, she wakes to find herself in the comfort of their new bed, a human Seungwan nuzzled against her neck fast asleep, breathing evenly.
 

Her gaze sweeps across their bedroom, still adjusting to the look of it. The book she was reading in the forest is at the end table beside her, but what catches her eyes is a bright yellow post-it stuck on top of it that wasn’t there before.
 

Without jostling Seungwan, she reaches out to take the book and bring it near her face.
 

‘We can do it. Of course we can.

You’re it for me. Always and forever.

I love you.

xo your soon-to-be werewife’
 

Joohyun holds back her snort at the very last second. She puts the book back in its place and cuddles Seungwan closer to her as she drifts off to sleep again with a soft smile on her face.
 

I love you too, Seungwan. Always and forever.

A/N:

Hah. Pah. This is really it, right? Screams at self: this is not going to be like rain will make the flowers grow with four epilogues!!!

Some peepz wanted Joohyun to run with the pack / really see Seungwan in wolf form so here it is! I hope it’s fine. I just wanted to give you a bonus almost-Halloween chapter because idk I’m soft for this au ;_; but the moment I wrote the last line I really was like ‘ok welp this is really it.’ I also added some JoyGi because I kinda miss that ship

I hope you enjoyed this short bonus whatever and thank you for sticking with me through everything this au went through lol mwah till next time!