It's Only Forever || David Bowie/Reader

"Will you marry me?"

Monte(The Linguini Incident) x Reader Headcanon

»You met Monte at the restaurant where you both worked.

»His first words were "Hello. Do you want to marry me?"

»You thought he was flirting so you snorted and said "Sure".

»He clasped his hands, smirked and told you to meet him at the registry office.

»Realising what he said wasn't a joke, you tried to back out but he didn't wish to let go and distracted you with a small talk.

»To begin with, your job at the restaurant was only temporary and you didn't like gossip, opting to not socialise with the other staff. You knew nothing about what the staff was talking about Monte and what he had told them.

»He straightforwardly explained that he needed a green card and had to marry someone for about a year. Just the marriage, nothing else, no relationship. You refused again and went on to do your duties.

»Outside the restaurant, he caught up to you and tried to woo you with a dinner invitation and promise to buy you a fancy ring a few months after you marry if that's what you wanted. He had clearly changed tactics.

»The last words he said before you shut the door of the old van you could borrow every Friday were, "You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Honestly." He was smiling softly and his mismatched eyes were shining.

»The following day you had a concert with your band in some old bar. You've been in the band for four years but the other two members were your childhood friends. You've been trying to get a record deal since you formed.

»As always, the people at the bar were drunk which scared you, keeping in my mind how close they were to you.

»Whilst on the stage, all you could see were unknown faces until your eyes met a pair of mismatched ones. Monte! You stuttered but quickly recollected yourself and continued playing the guitar and singing.

»Overall, you were nervous for the rest of the "concert" but thought the band did well.

»"This wasn't so bad, was it?" you thought as you bowed with the other two members.

»But they didn't think the same. "We need to talk," your drummer had said, backstage-the bar's storage.

»"I'm sick of this shit. We aren't teenagers anymore. We're wasting our lives, goddammit! We need to split. I can't do this shit anymore!" your bassist had said, tears in their eyes.

»Twenty minutes later, Monte found you crying in the bathroom. He insisted on you getting a drink with him.

»He said that he came to the bar on accident, having no idea you were performing (which you didn't believe although you didn't know how he found out you were performing) and got worried when you didn't go on stage to take your guitar which was now resting on your lap.

»You weren't sure if it was because of the alcohol or the band's break up but you told Monte everything about it.

»He helped you get home. You realised that maybe he wasn't that bad after all and you had a lot in common.

»You offered him to come into your apartment if he wished.

»He agreed. You both drank more, you tried to teach him how to play the guitar, then played some of your songs and cried some more.

»The next day you found him passed out on your couch.

»On Tuesday you got a letter saying that a record company really liked your last performance!

»You phoned the other two band members and told them about it.

»That evening, Monte looked at you expectantly. You just knew he was behind all of it but you didn't care. That was what your band had been waiting for years! It was a start and at that point, you didn't care how you got into the music business(however, you regretted telling your band members years later).

»You agreed to marry Monte.

»You got along pretty well actually.

»He wasn't lying when he said he liked you that first evening.

»Eventually, he even moved in with you.

»In the beginning, when you and your band went touring in the nearby cities, you took him with you, ignoring the budget you were on.

»You didn't have a lot of money but he tried his best to make you fancy dinners.

»"Will you marry me?" turned into a joke between you two.

»It was never boring being around him. He had a lot of things to talk about and his brain always gave birth to weird ideas.

»Once the band went big, articles about how you two met flooded the magazines and you both laughed a lot at some of the versions that you found.