I Thought You Were With Erin? (Ian x male reader)

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"Race car incident. It's been four months. One since the train wreck. And now this? Some guy claims he had a vision" I say.

"Oh. Are you saying that Death-" Ian goes to say as I interrupt.

"She's there yes. You can see her near the bleachers" I say as Ian nods.

Since he avoided her, he can see her as well now.

"I'm glad I don't like racing. Okay so do you think Clear likes vanilla or chocolate? " Ian asks as I get up and walk to the kitchen.

"Mmmm. She seems like a vanilla girl. With butter cream frosting. But like black frosting. And then white sprinkles" I say.

"Honestly that's so her. Hey Pip can you do me a favor and get the baking pan? " he asks as I shrug.

"Uh yea. Sure Zip" I say as my short ass attempts to reach up to the rack that has it.

"Oh come on. I'm barely taller than Wendy. Wait is she taller than you? " Ian asks me as I nod.

"Yea Zip"

"Okay. Well I'll get it then" he says.

He pulls it off and in the pan there is a small black box.

"You know what this is? " Ian asks me as he holds it up with a smile.

"Uh. A small box probably containing thirteen autistic clowns that might molest me" I say with a nod.

"There is so much wrong with that statement. Like why thirteen? Why autistic? Why are they- oh my god. Noooo Pip" Ian says as he gets down on one knee.

"Oh wow. You make that look so easy. I can't even bend my right leg cause of the injury" I say as Ian looks up at me.

"Yea but I didn't realize how important that would have been. If you didn't hurt your leg I might not have snapped. Then I probably wouldn't have noticed how much you really cared for me. Like the fact you ditched your crutches to help me, it just... It made an impact on how I thought of you. And no this isn't all about your leg. You put others before you. You actually care. And that's one of the many things I love about you. Which is why I'm asking this. Y/n M/n L/n, will you marry me? " Ian asks as my eyes widen.

"Uhhhh. You almost made this into an Arizona and Callie scene from Grey's Anatomy" I say.

"I knew I shouldn't have allowed you to watch the new season! But- hey you got off topic" Ian says.

"Get off of the probably not clean floor first" I say as he remembers what happened last night.

"Oh it's sooo different from me laying in bed after we have sex. Sooo different" Ian says as he gets up.

"Okay. Well I was gonna say yes but then you said that" I say as he snorts.

"Stop being such a drama king Pip" Ian says as I smirk.

"Yes I'll marry you. But you still gotta bake that cake" I say as I take the box from his hand. I put on the ring.

"It looks good on you" Ian says.

"Zip it's a ring"

"Yes but now that means you are almost totally my bitch forever"

"How's the cake? "

"The mix is still in the box"

"What are you waiting for? Zombies to appear? "

"You need to stop watching shows! Now you are talking about The Walking Dead! "

"No. Maybe. Hey we watch that together in date night. Don't do that shit" I say as we bake the cake together.