R5 Imagines and Preferences

Riker and Christa: Welcome Home (A Proposal)

Y/N Point of view

Riker was coming home from tour today and I was so excited I couldn’t stand it. Early in the morning I woke up to shower and clean our apartment before his flight got in later. “Hey baby,” His voice said over voicemail, “We’re about to board and it’s a 6 hour flight so I’ll be home this afternoon late, you go and do what you want to do today and I can text you because we have wifi on the plane, so I love you, and I’ll see you tonight, and Happy Birthday Baby Doll! I’m so happy I get to see you.” I could hear the smile in his voice, “I’ll be there soon my love!” And it clicked off. That’s the most I’d heard of his voice in weeks.

When they were on the road he had little time to actually talk on the phone, depending on where they were, their schedules, if they even had service, not to mention I’ve only seen his face twice in the two months he’s been gone. I started off with a morning run, trying to waste some time until Riker would get home and we could go out for my birthday tonight, or maybe we’d stay in, I didn’t really care as long as I was with him. I came home and cleaned the entire apartment from top to bottom. I washed all of the dishes, I did all of his leftover laundry and my laundry, I called my mom and talked to her for a while about my birthday plans. She asked if we could go to lunch and I said of course because Riker wouldn’t be home until later.

I took a shower and then I went to lunch with my mom and then we went grocery shopping, she helped me load the groceries into my car and I said goodbye. I drove home with R5 on the CD player, it made me feel close to Riker when he wasn’t home. I walked up the stairs to our apartment with the groceries in my hand. I unlocked the door and turned right immediately into the kitchen, setting things down and trying to unload. I decided I needed some music so it wasn’t so quiet in the house by myself. I walked back down the hallway to the living room and yelled at what I saw. “Happy Birthday Baby!” Riker stood in the living room, arms outstreched and I ran to him, wrapping my arms and legs around him and not wanting to let go.

He had roses in a vase and my favorite brownies sitting in the pan. “When did you?” I asked, unable to finish my sentence before I had to kiss him. “How?” He kissed me this time, “We took an earlier flight and I thought I’d get home early and surprise you. I got your mom in on it. I knew she wanted to take you to lunch so I came back here after you left and got settled, waiting for you.” He beamed, resting his hands on my hips bringing me closer, “I missed you so much,” He pressed his forehead to mine and I tilted my head up to kiss him. “I love you Riker,” I smiled at him, taking his hands in mine, “I love you, Y/N,” We watched each other for a while in silence, but it wasn’t awkward silence, it was a comfortable happy silence.

He helped me unpack the rest of the groceries which I almost forgot in the craziness of him being home. “I was thinking, babe,” He said, biting into one of the brownies. “What if we stay in tonight and order take out for your birthday? I’ll get it delivered?” I smiled at him from the kitchen, where I proceeded to make us margarita’s for the evening. “That sounds delightful,” I said, walking over to him, “What did I do to deserve such a sweet, caring guy like you?” “You forgot, sexy as all get out,” He smirked, pulling me onto his lap as he kissed my cheek and my neck, “Baby,” I laughed playfully and he let me go. “I could ask the same question,” He sighed, sitting back in the chair, “How did I get so lucky as to find a girl as smart, kind, and as hot as you,” I bushed at his compliment, “We must be the hottest couple alive!” He laughed at his joke. “We must be,” I agreed.

The food was delivered and we settled down under a blanket to watch one of our favorite movies, ‘That Thing You Do,’ After it was over, I was ready for bed, but it was only 8pm, so we decided to put on one of our favorite tv shows, FRIENDS, from our DVD Collection. He picked the episode where Chandler Proposes to his longtime girlfriend Monica, “This episode is really sweet,” He sighed, pulling me to rest on his chest. As the episode went on Riker would tense up or let out a deep breath, but finally it was coming close to the end of the episode, The characters got engaged and the episode ended with them slow dancing in the apartment and Riker sighed, “You know, that ring was really pretty from what I saw, but I like this one better,” I sat up and he pulled a box out of his pocket. “Y/N,” He smiled at me and I covered my mouth with my hand, “Oh my god,” I breathed. “I love you so much,” He smiled, getting down on one knee and I stood up. “Will you marry me?” I grinned and he put the ring on my finger, “You are so amazing, Riker,” I said as he got up off of his knee to kiss me. I put my hands on his cheeks with tears in my eyes, “I love you,” I whispered. “I love you too,” He smiled and picked me up, carrying me into our room.

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Early in the morning Riker was up rolling around, “Sweetie?” he whispered, “Hmmm,” I mumbled, still half asleep. “Baby?” He laughed a little and sat up on the bed, “Good morning, fiancee,” his voice rung throught the room and I remembered last night, “Morning, fiancee,” I smiled into my pillow, opening my eyes. He was shirtless sitting on the edge of the bed, looking like he was going to get up, I qucikly pulled his arm down, “Riker, do not get out of this bed,” I cuddled into his chest and he wrapped his arms around me, “Never in a million years,” He sighed, kissing my head and settling back into bed.