a/n: gracie wants to sing this song for her...
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gracie's pov:
i stare at the chords on my lap, playing my guitar. "what the actual fuck is this strumming pattern?" i mumble out. i hear a giggle behind me. i quickly turn my head. "baby!" i squeal out, putting my guitar down to run towards her.
i smile softly, inhaling my girlfriend's scent. "whatcha up to?" y/n whispers gently. i smile, speaking up. "just trying to learn this song that's been going viral on tiktok."
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on the couch, i continue to strum my guitar. i smirk to myself, starting to get the hang of it.
"i saw her in the rightest way." i whisper out,
y/n's head snaps towards me as she realizes the song i'm singing.
i smile, continuing to sing. "oh, won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor. and when you get a taste, will you tell me what's my flavor?"
y/n smirks, mumbling, "trust me, i know your flavor. pineapple." my eyes widen, quickly pausing my strumming. "baby!" i say, quickly smacking her shoulder.
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after a quick make out session, it's time to play the song for my beautiful baby.
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y/n's pov:
as gracie clears her throat, she starts to strum her guitar. audrey smiles, leaning against the doorframe. i look over at her briefly, smiling. i pat an empty chair near me, letting audrey sit.
i saw her in the rightest way, looking like anne hathaway
laughing while she hit her pen and coughed, and coughed
and then she came up to my knees, begging, baby, would you please?
do the things you said you'd do to me, to me
she smiles softly, continuing.
oh, won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor?
and when you get a taste, will you tell me what's my flavor?
i don't believe in God, but i believe that you're my savior
my mom says that she's worried, but i'm covered in this favor
and when we're getting dirty, i forget all that is wrong
i sleep so i can see you 'cause i hate to wait so long, i sleep so i can see you 'cause i hate to wait so long
she took my fingers to her mouth, the kind of thing that makes you proud
that nothing else has ever worked out,
worked out
and lately, i've tried other things, but nothing can capture the sting
of the venom she's gonna spit out right now
oh, won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor?
and when you get a taste, will you tell me what's my flavor?
i don't believe in God, but i believe that you're my savior
i know that you've been worried, but you're dripping in my favor
and when we're getting dirty, i forget all that is wrong
i sleep so i can see you 'cause i hate to wait so long, i sleep so i can see you and i hate to wait so long
and we can run away to the walls inside your house
i can be the cat, baby, you can be the mouse
and we can laugh off things that we know nothing about
we could go forever until you wanna sit it out
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gracie's pov:
i look up from my guitar, seeing a teary-eyed y/n.
i take my guitar strap off, kneeling in front of her as i wipe her tears.
i smile softly, kissing her knuckles.
i take out a ring from my back pocket, looking up at her. my eyes start to tear up as i begin to speak.
"y/n, you've been the best supporter of life," i see audrey give me a side eye, "and a close second, audrey." i giggle out, still hold my ring.
"y/n, i love you so fucking much. from the first time i've laid eyes on you, i knew you were the one. ever since that day, 3 years ago, i've been so in love with you." i choke out, tears stream down my face.
"so, will you marry me?" i ask gently.
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y/n's pov:
"so, will you marry me?" gracie says. tears are already streaming down my face. i nod my head repeatedly.
"yes, yes, yes!" i squeal out. gracie smiles, picking me up in her arms, kissing my face. i giggle, pecking her lips.
"okay lovebirds, calm down." audrey says. i glare at her. i look back at gracie as she slides the ring on.
the best day of my life.
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a/n:
lowkey, i enjoyed writing this and i hope yall enjoy reading 😛
