Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Dylan: Promise Rings

You and Dylan have been dating for two years. You were 24 and Dylan was 25. It was a still a bit early for you two to get married.

Tonight, he was taking you out on a date and he said to dress fancy.

When you arrived at the restaurant with Dylan, the waiter escorted you to a private table in the back of the restaurant.

You sat down and Dylan pushed the chair in for you then he sat in his chair.

You reached your hands across the table so you were holding Dylan's hands.

"This is amazing, thank you so much, Dyl," you said and you gently squeezed his hands.

"I'd do anything for you, Y/N." Dylan said and kissed your hands. You giggled a little.

Then, Dylan let go of your hands and got down on one knee. "I love you so much, Y/N and I want this to be our promise. Our promise that we will get married one day, that we will have children, and that we will love each other forever. Will you take this promise ring and promise me all that?" His eyes started to water and a few tears trickled down your cheeks.

"Yes, of course!" You said and covered your mouth.

Dylan slid the ring on your finger. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him up and smashed your lips against his and tears were streaming down your face and Dylan's, happy tears of course.

You kept that promise with Dylan, and now you two were married, and had two beautiful children. Nothing could be better.