lunacy (jd x reader)

twenty

A rainbow slushy, mozzarella sticks, and a hot dog the store likes to call big bite® for moi

All JD got was a slushy, perfect red and blue mixed together.

"J?"

He took a sip and looked at me, indicating he was listening.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Huh. Let's see." He laid back in the chair. "Probably a dark blue. Close to black but not really."

"What number on the color hex?"

He raised an eyebrow.

I chuckled and scrolled through my phone. "Would you say #111E6C?"

"Uhhhh, sure." He took a sip of his slushy.

I chuckled again, biting a mozzarella stick.

He snatched the other half from my hand and bit it.

"Mmm..is dis some mady amd da tramp smit?"

"Maybe." He shrugged, biting down the string until he was hovering above the table.

He quickly bit the last string and smashed onto my lips, causing me to flinch slightly.

We stayed kissing for a few seconds.

He laughed and said "your face..it was..it was priceless!"

I blushed and bit my hot dog.

"Anywho, my favorite color is
#000000 and #502D8C."

"Huh?" He raised an eyebrow.

I chuckled. "Black and dark moderate violet."

"Oh." He smiled.

Please. Let this be the day you propose. I really wanna marry you, Jason Dean. I want to be Alyssa Dean. That really has a ring to it.

I sat there discussing last names in my mind.

"Alyssa? You alright?" He poked me.

"Huh? Oh, yeah!" I smiled.

"Perfect, because..I just realized something that I wanna tell you."

Is it a ring? If not, I don't wanna hear it.

"Yeah? What is it?"

"I just realized how you saved me..I was so alone before you. I didn't hate it, but I didn't like it. I hated how Ram and Kurt would tease me and I loved how I could read in peace."

"Would you go back in time?"

"Not one bit. I wouldn't of met you."

I smiled.

"It was like...I was a frozen lake and you melted me away."

Same words.

"You are the only thing that is right about this world. So..I decided to ask.."

Can I just blurt it out already? Get on your knee, Dean!

He inhaled and exhaled, reaching for his back pocket.

Better not be your gun pocket. Wait, what happened to your gun? Did you shoot Kyle?

He slowly dropped down.

One knee sir! One knee!

On one knee.

Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes yes!!!

And spoke,

"Would you be the right to my wrong?"

I'm gonna cry. Don't you cry, weakling! But I do need to cry...but just, I can't!

I smirked. "I'll think about it.."

Time to have some fun. Play around a bit. Like a cat trying to reach the yarn before clawing your arms off.

"Aly! Come on, I've been planning this ever since your birthday. A yes or no would be appreciated."

"What if I said no?"

"Then I'd understand." He sighed. "I mean, who would want to marry an insane psychopath like me? Kyle said it himself..I'm a psycho, ain't I? I can't control my--"

I grabbed his head and kissed him.

"You said it yourself. We aren't mental, we are insane. And if we are, that's okay. I mean- I'm a psycho too. Why not be two psychos down the isle? Our wedding could be black with dark blue and dark moderate violet." I tapped the ring.

He pushed me down with a furious yet loving kiss.

"Woah, kiddos, what just happened? Did you just get married or somethin?"

"Actually, matter of fact, Big Pop," he slipped the ring on my finger. "We did."