a/n: y'all really think i would do ya dirty like that? happy endings for minizerk always, am i riGHT LADIEZ
[ also i can't add the song i want bc wattpad is being a bitch like always but if you want a song to have in the background of this chap, you can listen to count me in by early winters :) ]
After watching the sunset on the same day, we both cuddled on the couch and watched Netflix. We'd steal occasional glances of each other, only meeting the other's eyes once in awhile.
"I'm bored," Simon sighs.
"Same here."
"I think I'm gonna go home and shower," he informs, sitting up.
"You can just shower here," I reply. Simon's smile falters, but he accepts my offer anyway.
"Probably would've gotten into an accident anyway," he chuckles.
"Take your time!" I exclaim as he walks off to the guest bathroom, which is when I decide to set up my plan for tonight.
I pull out the bucket of rose petals from my linen closet and scatter them across the floor, making a path to the backyard. I quickly string the fairy lights like I did before, laying out a blanket for me to stand on while I wait for Simon.
As I try to straighten out the blanket, the door slides open and Simon steps on the patio, a smile brightening up his face.
"Joshua?" he questions, making me spin around. I gulp, then clear my throat.
"Simon Edward Minter," I start, "I've been wanting to ask you something for so long."
"Go on then," Simon replies, impatient for what's to come.
"We've known each other for quite some time now. And I love how close we've gotten, both romantically and platonically." He giggles. "Everything about you makes me smile. I just love and adore everything about you. Your personality, your body, your few flaws, your childishness," I pause, taking a moment to breathe and relax, "but most of all, your kind heart.
"Whenever I was upset, you were there. Whenever I was happy, it was because you were there. We've had our fair share of crying on the other's shoulder, but I've been the most broken. So I just want to thank you for keeping me sane and allowing me to be my weird self.
"I had this idea in my mind that we would one day marry, live in a well-sized house, have a job we both love, which is hopefully still YouTube, and maybe even adopt some kids. It's what is making me want to ask you this simple question that will create a stronger relationship, I think, between us.
"So, Simon Edward Minter, will you do me the pleasure and be my boyfriend?"
Simon was already crying, but now he was sobbing. "Yes," he squeaks, running over to me. He embraces me, squeezing me tight.
He parts from me now, pressing his soft lips onto mine and passionately kissing me. I smile once we've parted for the second time, handing him a small box.
He opens it, tears streaming down his face again. He takes out the ring, placing it on his pinky, as that's the only finger it'd fit on- because I couldn't measure his fingers properly- and kisses me a second time.
"I promise to always treat you like a prince," I whisper as his forehead leans against mine.
"And I promise to always treat you like a prince," he whispers back. We kiss one last time, both smiling into it.
"You're helping me clean up," I chuckle.
"Oh hell no," Simon argues, sprinting into the house.
"Simon Minter!" I exclaim as I chase after him with a wide grin stuck on my face.
a/n: i hope this ending was the one you wanted :,) see ya x
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IN TOO DEEP│minizerk
Fanfictionjosh may or may not have fallen too hard for a specific someone. but the real question is, is the feeling mutual? or perfectly opposite? or could this all just become a mess in the end? SHORT STORY
