Anthony had been laughing all morning. He didn’t expect the trip to get your wisdom teeth removed to be this entertaining, but here you were, fully loopy from the anesthesia, making him work harder to keep a straight face than he did in bed.
He stood by the recovery chair as you blinked up at him, your eyes wide with awe. “Oh my gosh,” you whispered. “You’re… you’re Anthony Banda. You’re the hot Dodgers’ pitcher.”
He smirked. “That’s me.”
“Whoa,” you breathed, staring at him like he hung the moon. “You’re even better looking in person.”
He helped you up slowly, keeping your arm draped over his shoulder as he supported your weight. “Thanks. Glad I meet your standards.”
You giggled as you stumbled to your feet, clutching at his arm. “Your arms are huge. Seriously, it’s not fair.” You squeezed his tatooed bicep as much as your uncoordinated hands would allow. “Why are they so big? Do you… do you work out?”
He raised an eyebrow, amused. “I might lift a few weights here and there.”
You gasped as if he’d just revealed the secrets of the universe. “You’re so strong. Like… if there was a zombie apocalypse, you’d be my first choice. No, my only choice. You’d keep me safe.”
“Good to know,” he murmured, guiding you toward the door. “I’ll be your apocalypse buddy.”
As he helped you into the car, you grabbed his shirt with a clumsy grip. “Wait,” you said urgently. “You’re my boyfriend, right?”
Anthony smiled softly. “Yes, I’m your boyfriend.”
Your eyes lit up with delight. “Oh, wow. I have a boyfriend! A really hot boyfriend who plays baseball and has giant arms and—” You frowned suddenly. “Why are you with me?”
He blinked, surprised by the shift in your mood. “What do you mean?”
You shook your head slowly, your expression turning serious. “You could date anyone. Like… supermodels. Or actresses. Or girls who don’t spill coffee on themselves every time they drink it.”
He reached out to cup your cheek gently. “I’m with you because I want to be. You’re amazing.”
You squinted at him. “For real?”
“For real.”
A goofy grin spread across your face. “I’m amazing.”
“The most amazing.”
“And I’m so lucky.” Your head lolled against the seat as he buckled your seatbelt. “You’re, like, a dream. You know that, right? You throw balls really fast. Like—” You made a weak throwing motion. “Zoom! And I just… I watch you, and I think, ‘Man, that’s my man.’”
Anthony shook his head, biting back laughter as he started the car. “I’m glad you think so.”
You sighed dramatically as he pulled out of the parking lot. “Anthony, do you know how much I love you?”
“I have a pretty good idea.”
“No, you don’t.” You turned your head to look at him, eyes glassy with anesthesia-induced sincerity. “I love you so much that if we were in the desert and I only had one bottle of water, I’d give it to you. Even if I was really thirsty.”
He snorted, unable to hold it in. “That’s true love.”
“It is!” You pointed a wobbly finger at him. “And if you were a burrito, I wouldn’t let anyone else eat you.”
Anthony grinned. “I’m your burrito now?”
You nodded solemnly. “My precious burrito.”
He laughed so hard he had to grip the steering wheel to steady himself. “I’m flattered.”
The car ride continued with you alternating between dozing off and blurting out more rambling thoughts. Every few minutes, you’d jolt awake with another revelation.
“Do you think aliens watch baseball?”
“Probably,” Anthony said, humoring you.
“Do you think they’d like you?”
“Who wouldn’t?”
“Exactly,” you whispered, eyes wide. “Everyone likes you. You’re perfect.”
He reached over to take your hand. “And you’re perfect, too.”
“Even with my chipmunk cheeks?” You pouted, pointing at your swollen face in the mirror.
“Especially with your chipmunk cheeks.”
You beamed, your hand resting in his. “I’m gonna marry you someday.”
Anthony’s heart skipped a beat. He glanced at you briefly before returning his eyes to the road. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” you murmured, your eyes fluttering closed. “You’re my person. My burrito. My everything.”
He squeezed your hand, his heart swelling. “And you’re mine.”
Requested by 11Kimmy11 I hope you enjoy! Thank you so much for reading and requesting! Feel free to leave a request!
