[ 𝙍𝙋𝘿𝙍 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙁𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎 ] ᯼ ✔

💕 Proposals 💕

- "I'm sorry but I can't keep this any longer.", he stood up and walked in front of you, with you still sitting on your beach chair.
- Panic ran through your brain. What the hell was he talking about?
- "Y/N Y/L/N.", he went down on one knee.
- This bitch came for my gig...
- "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on. Ever since Pearl introduced me to you almost three years ago, my world felt complete as soon as you walked in it. When I was busy with work and made me stressed as crap, you still made me feel good about it all. How you would always rush to make me a costume when I desperately needed one. How you light up my world with the warmth of your ever shining smile. How you would comfort me through many awful evenings. How your amazing lips feel on mine. How your touch makes my knees weak every time. I want to spend the rest of my life with you because I'm deeply in love with you. I want our son to see us as one. For both of us to raise him to be a good man. For him to set love as a motivation for success in the future, because who knows? Maybe he will find the man or woman of his dreams; just as I found mine. So I ask you. Will you forget our past and be my future?", he revealed a small box hidden in his breast pocket.
- "You really came for my gig...", you spoke almost inaudible, but enough for Jason to hear.
- "Pardon?", you searched for your bag and grabbed a similar-looking box.
- "I'm not wasting any time like you. So- Marry Me?", Jason laughed as he got off his knee.
- He hugged you like there was no tomorrow and opened your box.
- You opened his box and you both put your rings on in unison.
- "So I guess it's two yes's?", Jason asked.
- "Well, we did wear our rings bitch.", you flaunted yours.
- "Right.", Jason chuckled.
- "You were really going to propose?", he asked.
- "No shit Sherlock.", you playfully slapped him.
- "That's taking feminism to a whole new level.", he returned the slap but much more delicate.
- "Well, it doesn't matter. You said yes, right?", you asked.
- "I would compare you to the world."

Katya=

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Brian said he was going to get a new tattoo.

- you were initially against it but then you were curious what tattoo he's going to get next.
- So you just let him go wild.
- The tattoo artist doing him was also a childhood friend of yours, so you'd know if Brian would tattoo himself with something purely stupid.
- Not that you minded.
- Presently, now you were cleaning your office.
- It was fucked up because of Katie.
- It was "Bring Your Kids To Work Day", which was an unusual day of work.
- First, Katie just spent the whole day cluttering your shit and second, she drank all the AJ (Apple Juice). Which was disheartening.
- You and Katie were getting ready to go home.
- You went out the building and into the parking garage where all the vehicles were parked, carrying Katie in one hand and your bag in the other and searching for that damn car of yours while Katie begs for some chocolate pudding.
- Shortly thereafter, you found the car and made a dash for it.
- The car was automatic so within seconds the doors opened as you pressed the button.
- You basically threw Katie in the passenger's seat and let her carry your phone.
- You went to you the diver's side and fastened both yours and daughter's seatbelts.
- You were starting up the car before your phone suddenly rang.
- "Mummy daddy's cawlling.", Katie slurred as she tilts your phone to you.
- You smiled and accepted the phone.
- You answered the called and was greeted by Brian himself.
- " Y/N, dear can you stop by Y/F? I need to show you something.", he audibly winced in pain by the needle.
- "Is it any painful?", you chuckled.
- " No shit bitch.", he bluntly responded.
- "Just come over, it's really important.", he ended the call.
- " Huh.", you trailed off.
- "I guess we're gonna see daddy's new tattoo. Are you excited baby??", you asked Katie as you drove out of your workplace.
- " Yes! Yes! I hope 'tis a pretty woman! Like you mummy!", Katie jumped up and down on her seat. Rattling her seatbelt.
- "Me? Pretty? Oh, I perhaps couldn't be!", you dramatically exclaimed.
- "Then why did daddy hit it?", Katie stated bluntly.
- "Hit what darling? Did he punish Sushi?", you asked your daughter but still kept your eyes on the road.
- you finally got to the small shop and parked beside the vacant space of the store.
- you got out of the car and carried her to the shop.
- midway through the walk she acted a little weird. Squirming in your arms
- "Sweetie what's wrong?", you softly supported the toddler.
- "Nothings wong mummy, I'm just excited for you to see you supwaise.
- "Huh. You sure?", you asked.
- " Yep, I can't wait for you to see the teeny tiny hoop daddy got for youuu!", Katie exclaimed, happily giggling once again.
- "Small hoop?", you inquired of her.
- "Daddy said it was really expensive! He said it was more than 50 carrots! Silly daddy thought it was a carrot! It wasn't even orange! Though I think it was a pomegranate.", Katie cracked up.
- You were still confused about the situation at hand.
- But nonetheless, you were still ready to be surprised.
- You nestled Katie in your arms before heading towards the foyer of the shop.
- You opened the door and was greeted by your friend and Brian chatting about something that looked important.
- They stopped talking when they noticed the both of you and Katie scrambled towards her father.
- "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!!! Lemme see, lemme see, LEMME SEEEEEEE-AWH", Katie practically screamed into Brian's ear and he just sat on his chair motionless, covering the tattoo with a piece of black cloth.
- "Sweetie, come here.", he patted on his lap.
- Katie leaped it and made herself comfortable.
- "Come here mummy, daddy's supwaise is waiting for you.", she patted on Brian's newly inked tattoo, Brian shed a tear from the contact. Dam,n that must've hurt.
- "Yeah babe, scoot over.", Brian patted at the empty seat next to him.
- You skipped next to him and sat down on the tattooist seat while he was on the bed.
- "Can I see?", you asked.
- "Is it dry yet?", Brian asked your friend who was chilling on an ornamental bean bag on the side.
- " What kind of question is that?", your friend rolled his/her eyes to Brian then walked his/her way to you, "You might need this.", he/she handed you the tattooing needle.
- you raised a confused eyebrow but accepted it anyway.
- he/she guided you to Brian's side and you glowed at each other.
- you were obviously worried and excited to see Brian's newest addition to his family of inked turmoil.
- "So? Let me see it.", you shined.
- "I have to say this first-", he set himself in a comfortable position.
- "Babe I'm pregnant and you're the-", he let out his infamous wheeze-laugh before even finishing the sentence.
- "What?", you laughed along.
- " No seriously, I have a riddle before you can see the tattoo. If you get this right then you can see it. Do we have a deal?", he asked.
- "Deal.", you obliged.
- "Put a pinky promise on it?", he stuck out his pinky finger.
- you accepted.
- "Okay, so what is this riddle?"
- "Uh a riddle?", he laughed.
- "Well go on.", he stared at the ceiling nervously.
- "So there is this group of friends going to a restaurant. You, Me, Willam who's nickname is Will and Mary. But they don't know in what order they should sit at their table. What should their order be?"
- you let out a confused look.
- "Uhhhhh, Mary, Willam, Me and you?", he palmed himself.
- "Nope, try again.", he smiled.
- it took you a little moment before-
- "Wait-"
- "Will, You, Mary, Me?", you asked.
- He took out a black velvet box and look at you.
- You sat there motionless.
- Unable to feel nothing but utter shock and exhilaration.
- He took off the black towel over his new tattoo that revealed a second proposal.
- "So? Your answer?", you froze clutching the needle.
- It took you a few seconds to process everything.
- "Yes... Of course, you fool.", you leaned forward to cup him in an affectionate kiss.
- you proceeded to kiss as Katie and your friend rejoiced in the background.
- the kiss turned to a make out and soon enough you pulled away before it turned too mature for general audiences.
- Brian looked deep into your eyes. With love eyes.
- "So. Draw your answer.", referring to the unanswered boxes.
- "You little bitch.", you chuckled as you crossed out your response.
- "DAMN woman, not so hard. Fuck me", Brian groaned in obvious pain.
- "I'm sorry? Did you want me to cross 'no'?", you glared at him.
- "I'll shut up now."
- you looked at the tattoo once again, it looked familiar.
- "Is this Katie's drawing?", you asked the man you love.
- " Of course, I wouldn't tattoo anything else but a drawing made by my two beautiful biological women.", he leaned in to kiss you.
- "Well I think it's childish-", he frowned
- "-ily sweet.", you smiled.
- "Ha. Thought so."