Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots

What happens at Comic-Con, Stays at Comic-Con

It was nearing the anniversary of their first date.

Grif never freaked out about these types of things, but on the inside he was a reck. What could he get Simmons? He doesn't like sports, he already owns about every good game available, and Grif knows nothing about good books that he would read.

So when he saw a couple You-Tubers post about Comic-Con, he nearly jumped and screamed for joy.

It was perfect.

~~Later that week~~

"Hey, Grif, I'm home! I also didn't eat, so you better not've eaten everything!"

Grif nearly jumped off the couch after his boyfriend's surprise entrance. He was currently looking at the tickets he'd finally received in the mail, and quickly stuffed them back into the envelope so Simmons couldn't see.

Normally, Grif would've have been so stupid with something so easy to be revealed, but Simmons came home early. The only explanation for hat is most likely the anniversary, and Grif was planning on giving it to him tomorrow afternoon. However, it seems fate has chosen tonight.

Grif acted as if he was watching TV while Simmons stumbled over to the living room where he sat, and look almost drained of all life.

"What... What happened?"

"I had to deal with fixing the Puma all day... Not fun. Not fun at all."

Grif smirked, and dragged Simmons to sit down on the couch with him, and the two watched TV in silence.

For Simmons, it was comforting.

For Grif it made him all the more nervous about the Comic-Con tickets. So he decided to 'Man-up' and ask while he's still ahead.

"So, uh, Simmons... Today is our anniversary, and uh... Well I'm not sure if you're going to like this present... But oh well, I tried."

Simmons chuckled at but at Grif's speech, but the love and understanding was still there.

They weren't complete jerks.

So when Grif handed him the envelope and opened it, his eyes looked like a kid reviving its first A+.

"You got Comic-Con tickets?! How?!"

"Uh, you just kinda order online and-"

Simmons tackle hugged Grif to the floor before he could say anything else.

And then the silence was even more comforting for the both of them.

~~It's Comic-Con time~~

Grif went as the well-known lazy solider from the popular series Red vs Blue, which was of course Geoff. Simmons loved the same show as well, and went as the Smart and slightly uptight Gus.

It. Was. Amazing.

Vendors full of awesome merchandise at every corner, awesome cosplayers wishing sight at all times, and panels with all their favorite nerd-famous celebrities.

The two were having the best date ever, and was absolutely the best time in their lives.

But what Simmons didn't know was that Grifwas going to make it even better for the both of them.

It was when they were in the meeting hall, with all the cosplayers and fan meet-ups.

Simmons was looking up at all the hotel rooms that stacked stories high, while when Grif was out of view, he changed position slightly.

When Simmons looked back down, his boyfriend was on one knee, looking back up at him.

Simmons' emotions were a mix of love, fear, happiness, surprise, and joy all at once.

Time seemed to stop as all the exhibit hall guests seemed to happily stop and squeal as they saw what the two were doing.

"So, uh... You know I'm horrible with the whole speech thing, so I'll try not to embarrass the both of us... You were amazing. You are amazing. And i know you will be amazing. You're the smartest, most leading person I've ever met. I know we can both be jerks, but I also know that we both love eachother. I've always wanted to do something like this, but like I said, not as good as you are with words... So... Richard Simmons... Will you marry me-"

Simmons dragged Grif up will all his strength and kissed him right in front of the whole crowd of Comic-Con.

People cheered. Cosplayers clapped. Wil Wheaton even gave a wolf-whistle.

That anniversary will be a story to tell the grandkids.

(OKAY THAT PICTURE THOUGH I CAN'T LOOK AT GRIF'S FACE WITHOUT DYING)