Grant Gustin Imagines

Marry me☆SS

You and Sebastian laid in bed, staring at the ceiling for what seemed like forever. It was just another boring summer day and you two had nothing to do. Sebastian had his head resting on your abdomen as you played with his hair while you thought your life over. You two had already planned out your colleges, all of your friends either went to New York or you lost contact. Meanwhile you and Sebastian decided to move to Chicago to try and at least be proper adults.

"We should do something." He sat up, looking down at you.

"You said that 10 minutes ago, babe." You sighed, also sitting up now.

"I'm serious this time. Let's, let's go to the beach-"

"We're in Illinois."

"Rob a bank!"

"Illegal. "

"Murder a guy."

"Well... No! What am I saying, that's illegal."

"Marry me!" He suggested causing you to freeze.

"W-what?" You stuttered.

"Let's get married. Right now." He smiled, hopping off the bed.

"Right now?"

"Right now. Come on (y/n), we're adults, we're in love. We already live together so hey, got that out of the way. So what do you say, will you marry me?" He held his hand out to me. I hesitantly took it and he pulled me up.

"105 is the number that comes to my head
When I think of all the years I wanna be with you
Wake up every morning with you in my bed
That's precisely what I plan to do." He began to sing, holding both your hands up to his chest.

"And you know one of these days when I get my money right
Buy you everything and show you all the finer things in life
Will forever be enough, so there ain't no need to rush
But one day, I won't be able to ask you loud enough.

I'll say will you marry me
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say will you marry me?" He pulled you out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, setting you on the counter.

"How many girls in the world can make me feel like this?
Baby I don't ever plan to find out
The more I look, the more I find the reasons why
You're the love of my life.

You know one of these days when I get my money right
Buy you everything and show you all the finer things in life
Will forever be enough, so there ain't no need to rush
But one day, I won't be able to ask you loud enough

I'll say will you marry me
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say will you marry me?" He carried you off bridal style, twirling you around causing you to let out a giggle.

"And if I lost everything
In my heart it means nothing
'Cause I have you, girl I have you
So get right down on bended knee
Nothing else would ever be
Better, better
The day when I say,

I'll say will you marry me
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say will you marry me

I'll say will you marry me
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say will you marry me?" He led us to the living room, out the windows and onto the fire escape.

Would you marry me baby?

105 is the number that comes to my head
When I think of all the years I wanna be with you
Wake up every morning with you in my bed
That's precisely what I plan to do." He got down on one knee and smiled up at me.

"Will you, (y/n) (y/l/n), do me the honor of marrying me?" He asked.

"Of course I will you big dork!" You squeled, pulling him up off the floor. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist while you draped yours over his shoulders.

"I love you." He rested his forehead against yours.

"I love you, too." You smiled, leaning in to give him a small peck before running back into your apartment.

"Hey!" Sebastian called after you. "Where are you going?" He climbed in the living room.

"We are going to the courthouse to get married. BY THE END OF TODAY I WILL BE (Y/N) (Y/L/N) -SMYTHE." You yelled, waving your finger in the air as you threw open the door.

"Hyphen? Really, (y/n)?" He laughed at you.

"That's how I roll Seb." You started all the way to the elevator with your new fiancé trailing behind.