Brandon and you had been dating for over a year now. Life with him was just so perfect. On top of being smart, he was classy. You knew he must've had something planned for your anniversary. You perked up as Brandon walked in the room, newspaper in hand. "So," You began, wondering what was gonna happen next.
"So," Was all he returned before leaving the room. Your heart fell, then it grew cold with annoyance. For a second, you then went back to hopeful and in love (Y/n).
The next moment you saw him again, he was building a machine. Gosh was he hot when he was working on something. He had his little tip of tongue sticking out, and he seemed lost in thought. "Forgetting something?" You promptly ask with a smile.
"My goggles! Thanks (Y/n)," He says as he remembers something, not exactly what you wanted him to remember though. He placed a kiss on your cheek, but instead of being all dreamy and melting under it, you got confused. You shrugged it off, knowing he had to have something planned. Right?
The third time, he was playing with your guys dog, Yo-yo. The little Boston Terrier playfully yowled. It then came up and brushed against your leg like a cat. "I swear he thinks he's a cat," Brandon let out with a small shake of his head. He then noticed your almost annoyed and confused frown, making him ponder. "What?" He muttered.
"You don't remember," You let out, crossing your arms at his obliviousness.
"I don't remember what?" Before you could stomp away angrily, Brandon pulled out a box and said. "Sweetie, you really thought I'd forget our anniversary?!" He seemed genuinely shocked.
"To be fair, I only dated you for one year, babe," You told him, pulling him in for a long awaited kiss. He got shocked at first, but then melted into your touch, almost dropping the box in his hand cause he was so at ease. You pulled back and smiled at his blushing self. You then took the box and opened it. "For me?" You asked. "It's my favorite color of jewel too! In the shape of my favorite flower?!" You were so happy, you could almost kiss him again.
"Yeah, I made it myself," Brandon humbly itched the back of his neck with a red growing on his features. You smiled and hugged him, kissing his cheek. "Wanna dance?" He asked in a shy manner, you nodding with a grin. He bent down and got on his fancy Brandon act. "To what do I owe this pleasure? Dancing with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my entire life?"
"Oh, Brandon," You said, putting a hand on your warm cheek and blushing a little. "Thank you," You let out, truly amazed about how such a perfect person could exist. He kissed your knuckles sweetly and your heart melted.
You two went on to dance throughout the whole night, sharing some laughs and kisses.
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TEAM HOT WHEELS: Oneshots ;)
FanfictionAs the author of the Boyfriend Scenarios, I decided to do plain ol' oneshots. YOU CAN REQUEST PLEASE DO SO ON THE FIRST PAGE! I'm allowing maturer themes in this one, lemons, limes, fluffs, angst, NO SMUT THOUGH, SMUT IS EW! Enjoyyyy!