It's been 5 whole years since I started dating Bambi. (hella time skip ik but just go with it 💀) We've been togethers so long. It's been the happiest time in my entire life, but lately I've been thinking. Thinking about the possibility of marriage....I've had the thought come to my mind so much, it's unreal. I mean we're happy as is, and we've been for a long time. I mean, it's such a massive decision, I don't even know if Bambi's ready for something like that or not. Hell if I, myself, am even ready for that. Marriage is a lot of responsibility, and sure everybody around us has already become accustomed to are relationship and all that would change in the long run is some rings on are fingers-
"Dave!" Bambi yelled. "Wha-? Oh-Oh y-yeah? What's up??" "You look nervous! What is wrong???" Bambi's tone of voice was clearly concerned. "Oh! Nothing I'm fine! Just a little bored that all!"
We where currently sitting in the middle of a diner, having are selfs a little date.
(Date week dinner 💀)
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But this was more than just one of are normal outings. Tonight would be the night I ask him the questions that had been over plaguing my mind. When we finished eating, I'm going to pull out a ring from my pocket and propose to him. That's why I'm so worried and doubtful. I want this to work but I'm so unsure. I love Bambi, I really do, i just don't know how he's going to respond. And I know EVERYTHING about Bambi. I've lived with him for 5 WHOLE YEARS and known him much longer you'd think I'd have SOME assemblance of an idea how he'd react in this situation, but NO! I DON'T, and I don't know why!
By now I was sweating and tapping my prosthetic legs against the table. The anticipation was killing me. This is one of the biggest decisions of my life! Bambi noticed again. "Dave, you sure you ok? You not like this most the time!" He said as he placed his hand atop mine. I smiled, one of those dumb gay in love smiles. Almost forgetting what he asked or where we were. I shook me head, remembering my surroundings. "O-Oh, yeah I'm ok." I said, faking a smile. Bambi has, and never was ever really that good at reading emotions. So he believed me, again.
Shortly there after, a waiter came to are table and asked us what we wanted to order. Like the white mother fucker I am I ordered spaghetti. Bambi ordered corn, as expected.
About 30 or so minutes later are food was ready. We ate are food or whatever. I finished my plate pretty quickly. I watched Bambi eat the rest of his food. Staring him down as I waited for him to finish. I'm so close, I thought, I can't mess this up. Bambi looked up at me, he stopped eating. "Uhhh Dave? Whatcha looking at me for?" "Huh? O-Oh, no reason!" "No you looking for some reason! What is it Dave? Why you acting so weird!?" I tried to give another excuse to why I was so nervous, but instead of saying ANYTHING COMPREHENSIBLE I instead blurted out something in bar code. I covered my mouth almost immediately. Fuck, now he knows for sure something's wrong. "OK ALRIGHT! Dave what's wrong!? You only speak like that when you upset! What's wrong???" "Errr, what are you talking about Bambi??? I-I-I....ugh, ok, ok you got me, Bambi. I do have something on my mind. It's just I was so nervous I couldn't control myself." "Huh?? Whatcha mean?" "Hehe, well I was going to wait until you finished eating, but it appears I have to ask you now." I pulled out the ring and held it right in front of Bambi. "I would get down on my knees for this, but it appears I'm not physically capable of doing that, hehe...Bambi will you marry me?"
Bambi's eyes widened and lit up. Blush consuming his face. "Dave I..." He went silent for a couple seconds. Oh dear, why's he so quiet? Oh God did I fuck up? Is he- "DAVE YOU IDIOT, YES!!! YES! YES! YES!!!" He hopped over the table and hugged me tightly. Crying tears of happiness as he did so. Gawd I loofe Bamber so much we are soo homeofseggzzowl B). I started to tear up as well. There where people staring at us, most where clapping and cheering because that's what people do when people propose in restaurants or some idfk 💀. But there where some homophobic people and they left in disgust or smth. Honestly I'm pretty sure there all just jealous of how in love we are. They're just a bunch of haters tbh 🙄.
Bambi didn't finish his plate, surprisingly. We didn't even wait for the check. I just left a hundred bucks on the table and left with Bambi.
We happily rolled down the dimly lit city streets, giggling like idoits. Because we were idoits. Just two dumb, gay, stupid, idoits in love. "I can't believe I just did that... T-That I just asked you that...AND YOU SAID YES!! God I love you so much!" I was still sweaty and nervous, but in an excited, happy way! I was flapping my hands up and down, I was so happy. "Awe, Dave, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOU DUMBY!!!" He pecked my cheek and held my hand tighter. I need to spend the rest of time with this man ON GOD.
We got home a few minutes later. I had asked Bandu to babysit Tristan for us early. "Bandu, we're here!" But no one responded. Huh, weird, I thought. But then I heard Sugar Rush by Grantare playing at maximum volume coming from Tristan's room. "What the hell is that!?" "I have no idea." We went over to Tristan's room and opened the door. The room was dark, only lit by the TV, which was still playing Sugar Rush by Grantare on loop for an hour at maximum volume (💀). Bandu and Tristan were DRINKING FUCKING LEAN. "TRISTAN WHAT THE FUCK! WHY ARE YOU DOING LEAN WITH BANDU!!!💀" "Dadddd, that youu?" Holy shit what the hell my son is drugged the fuck out 💀. "Holy shit...BANDU WHAT THE FUCK YOU DRUGGED THE SHIT OUT OF MY SON!!!" Bandu just teleported away. "Wth just happened???" "I again have no idea." I told Bambi, whilst I picked up Tristan. "Ohh dear...I'm never letting Bandu babysit again holy shit 💀" "God Zamn, he did get drugged real good." "Well I'm going to go get Tristan cleaned up. You can go to bed, I'll be there shortly." "Ok, don't take to long though!" "Hehe, I won't, I promise." I smiled, pecked his cheek, then rolled off.
It took about an hour and a half to get everything cleaned up. Mostly because I had to wash Tristan's bed sheets and blanket because they were fucking DRENCHED in lean 💀. I'm gonna beat the shit out of Bandu the next time I see him. I'm gonna fucking run his ass over with my wheelchair. I sighed as I tucked Tristan in bed, then rolled to my room. I opened the door to see that Bambi was surprisingly still awake. He looked real tired. "Hey Bambi, sorry to have kept you waiting. It took longer than I expected, hehe." "It's k." I rolled closer to are bed. I took off my prosthetic legs and claimed in. "Soooo, Dave about what happened at the diner?..." "Oh, right! Oh gosh, well I don't really know or have any plan yet. There's alot of planning and organizing and money that goes into this, and then there's the legal aspect of it all, and-" "Couldn't we just get Expunged to do most of the stuff? Their pretty much God so I mean, couldn't we just get him to, you know, do it all for us? I don't think she'd mind that much, right?" "Hm, well I suppose I could ask them later. Say a day or two from now?" "Yeah! Sounds great! I love you Dave!" He hugged me tight around my waist. "Awe, I love you too Bambi, forever and ever!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Yeah so uhhh quick heads up I'm pretty sure next chapter will be the last one so yeah,,,
