be my y/n cobain

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                                            y/n = your name  l/n= last name 

I woke up in my bed. Sun piercing my eyes through cracks of the blinds. I groaned and rolled over to see my half awake boyfriend. Kurt, yes, Kurt Cobain. His long luscious blond hair in his blue eyes and his smile.

"Good morning, my love," he said smiling. "Good morning baby," I smiled back at him and I tucked his hair behind his ear. His soft lips planted a gentle kiss on my forehead and I pulled in closer. "What's the plan for today?" I asked him "this. But I want to give you something, turn around." I was confused but obeyed. I rolled over again to face the window some of Kurts paintings sat on the wall. He was such an artist.

He pulled something out of his bedside table drawer and pulled something out. He turned on our record player and turned on our favorite song, (fav song name) . He walked over to my side of the bed and held out his hand. I took it and got up without a word and we danced in our bedroom. He rested his head on my shoulder and we swayed gently back and forth. "y/n , you know how much I love you right?" he said, lifting his head. "Yes Kurt, you tell me everyday. I love you too." I kissed him softly on his lips. He broke this kiss to keep talking.

"y/n l/n. I feel like there's something missing, and I want to make this right." he got on one knee and froze for a moment. He opened a small box with a silver ring and a diamond on the top. His eyes started to triple with tears. My heart sank to my core, my eyes were filled with tears and a big smile formed on my face. "y/n . Would you make me the happiest man in the world, and become y/n cobain?" he smiled brightly as a tear fell from his beautiful eye. I smiled and a warm feeling arose in my heart. "Yes, yes! A million times yes!" I lifted him up from the floor and hugged him. My face was buried in his neck. "Listen I know it's not much, but it made me think of you." I stopped him. 'Kurt, it's beautiful, It's more than enough for me." I lean in and our lips meet to a passionate kiss.


this was my first fan fic feel free to drop some requests i'll be happy to make some ily ❤️

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