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[#030] There are So Many Lives I Want to Share with You (Original)
Theme Prompt: #030 – Moment of Truth
Title: There are So Many Lives I Want to Share with You
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 716
Summary: Bryan takes the opportunity to ask Evie a very important question.
Bryan downs his third shot from the bar as he hangs out on the other side of the party from his girlfriend, and while he knows he should slow down, he can’t help the nerves that are making his foot tap and his palms sweat. Tonight is the tonight. Tonight has to be the night because he knows that he’s only got so long here and if he wants to make the most of then he needs to man up.
The answer will either be yes or no. Yes, and they can probably get this done before he has to report to deploy overseas. No, and he can … drown himself in some more booze and hopefully be well enough to handle things when he deploys in a few months. Either way, this is the window, this is the moment and this is the person. He just has to get his shit together and do it.
“Dude. You gotta slow down.” Dan reaches out to snag the whiskey bottle from him before Bryan can pour himself a fourth shot. “You don’t want to do what you’re about to do drunk off your ass.”
“I’m not drunk.” He’s a little drunk. “I’m just … loosening up a little. Shaking off the nerves, you know?”
Dan shakes his head, before grabbing a shot glass for himself. “Only thing that’s going to get you over your nerves is doing it already, man. Go. Ask her. Before you chicken out completely.”
Bryan nods as he takes a deep breath and glances over at Evie. “If she says no, you’re going to pick my sorry ass up and get me out of here, right?”
“I promise I will get you even drunker, and dry all your tears as you listen ‘No More I Love Yous’ over and over again until you feel like a person again.”
Bryan rolls his eyes, before tapping his friend on the chest. “You know me so well.” He’d like to believe he’s being sarcastic, but … sometimes you need to have a good cry to Annie Lennox. That’s just how life is sometimes. Taking a deep breath, he makes his way over to Evie’s side as her group of friends disperses to elsewhere in the house party. As she turns to face him, she grins as she leans in to kiss him softly.
“Hey, babe. Having a good night?”
“Marry me.”
That’s probably not how he should have phrased it, but in the end, it’s all he needs to say. It’s all he needs to ask her. It’s the only answer he wants her to give, yes or no. She blinks, then scoffs.
“You’re drunk.”
“No, I’m … okay, I’m a little drunk, but I’m serious.”
“Right. Sure you are.” She glances away to place her drink to the side, likely to take him by the shoulders and try to steer him home, but when she turns back around again, he’s already down on one knee, ring box open and in hand. Her eyes widen, and she takes a step back. “Oh my God, you’re actually serious.”
“Evie, I love you. You’re it for me. You’re my person. You’re the person I want to see at the end of a tour, at the end of the day – it’s you. Just you. So marry me, please.”
He can see the tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she listens, and for a moment he can’t tell if she’s going to say yes or no. She can’t tell if they’re good tears or bad tears. He likes to believe that he could handle the answer either way, that as long as she’s honest, they’ll be fine. At the same time, he’s not sure he could handle it if she says no. So he waits, feeling the pulse of the base under his knee, almost as though it’s pulsing out the seconds as he does, until her hands pull back and there’s a wide smile.
“Yes,” she grins. “Of course yes.”
A minute later, he’s sliding the ring on her finger and pulling her in for a warm kiss. He’s happier than he ever thought he’d be, but at the same time, he should have known in that moment, that this was the beginning of the end.
Title: There are So Many Lives I Want to Share with You
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 716
Summary: Bryan takes the opportunity to ask Evie a very important question.
Bryan downs his third shot from the bar as he hangs out on the other side of the party from his girlfriend, and while he knows he should slow down, he can’t help the nerves that are making his foot tap and his palms sweat. Tonight is the tonight. Tonight has to be the night because he knows that he’s only got so long here and if he wants to make the most of then he needs to man up.
The answer will either be yes or no. Yes, and they can probably get this done before he has to report to deploy overseas. No, and he can … drown himself in some more booze and hopefully be well enough to handle things when he deploys in a few months. Either way, this is the window, this is the moment and this is the person. He just has to get his shit together and do it.
“Dude. You gotta slow down.” Dan reaches out to snag the whiskey bottle from him before Bryan can pour himself a fourth shot. “You don’t want to do what you’re about to do drunk off your ass.”
“I’m not drunk.” He’s a little drunk. “I’m just … loosening up a little. Shaking off the nerves, you know?”
Dan shakes his head, before grabbing a shot glass for himself. “Only thing that’s going to get you over your nerves is doing it already, man. Go. Ask her. Before you chicken out completely.”
Bryan nods as he takes a deep breath and glances over at Evie. “If she says no, you’re going to pick my sorry ass up and get me out of here, right?”
“I promise I will get you even drunker, and dry all your tears as you listen ‘No More I Love Yous’ over and over again until you feel like a person again.”
Bryan rolls his eyes, before tapping his friend on the chest. “You know me so well.” He’d like to believe he’s being sarcastic, but … sometimes you need to have a good cry to Annie Lennox. That’s just how life is sometimes. Taking a deep breath, he makes his way over to Evie’s side as her group of friends disperses to elsewhere in the house party. As she turns to face him, she grins as she leans in to kiss him softly.
“Hey, babe. Having a good night?”
“Marry me.”
That’s probably not how he should have phrased it, but in the end, it’s all he needs to say. It’s all he needs to ask her. It’s the only answer he wants her to give, yes or no. She blinks, then scoffs.
“You’re drunk.”
“No, I’m … okay, I’m a little drunk, but I’m serious.”
“Right. Sure you are.” She glances away to place her drink to the side, likely to take him by the shoulders and try to steer him home, but when she turns back around again, he’s already down on one knee, ring box open and in hand. Her eyes widen, and she takes a step back. “Oh my God, you’re actually serious.”
“Evie, I love you. You’re it for me. You’re my person. You’re the person I want to see at the end of a tour, at the end of the day – it’s you. Just you. So marry me, please.”
He can see the tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she listens, and for a moment he can’t tell if she’s going to say yes or no. She can’t tell if they’re good tears or bad tears. He likes to believe that he could handle the answer either way, that as long as she’s honest, they’ll be fine. At the same time, he’s not sure he could handle it if she says no. So he waits, feeling the pulse of the base under his knee, almost as though it’s pulsing out the seconds as he does, until her hands pull back and there’s a wide smile.
“Yes,” she grins. “Of course yes.”
A minute later, he’s sliding the ring on her finger and pulling her in for a warm kiss. He’s happier than he ever thought he’d be, but at the same time, he should have known in that moment, that this was the beginning of the end.
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Then that last line... I sense tears in someone's future =(
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But thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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