Conversations With The Moon (Bruno Mars One-Shots)

Marry You pt. 19

Author's Note:

Hey Hooligans, 

Sorry for making this chapter so long, it ended up encompassing a lot aspects of the character's relationships and it didn't seem right to split it into two chapters. Anyway, I really loved writing this part and and I hope all the music I included helps set the mood ;) 

I hope you enjoy this chapter, lemme know what you think in the comment section below and that's it! Enjoy!

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You choose a high-waisted golden yellow bikini and pick through your closet in search of something to wear over it. After tossing several options on your bed still unsure of what you're going to choose, you switch gears and get back to packing your bag for the beach day, You make sure you have an extra outfit, socks and light-weight sneakers, a towel, a mat, sunscreen, your water bottle with ice and something refreshing to drink, a couple extra hair ties, a notebook and a portable charger for your phone. 

You set that bag aside and return to your outfit options strewn across your bed. After weeding them out based on weight you're left with two options. You opt for a navy lightweight short-sleeve button down with little lemons with leaves all over. You make a note to yourself that you'll tie it later and pull on a green khaki pair of shorts that you tuck it into. You tie your curls up in a cute messy bun with curls pulled down next to your ears and then you tie a yellow bandana to match around your head. For the last thing, you grab a big black pair of sunglasses with gold accents and a pair of white foam flip-flops. 

You pour your coffee over some ice in a tumbler and tuck your water bottle of ice into your bag. After making sure you have everything you need you head down to your car and give Bruno a call.

"Y/N," he says in a soft but obviously amused voice. "Hey."

"Hey yourself." You put your car in drive and pull out of your building's parking lot. "I'm coming over, shoot me your address."

"Alright, drive safe. Oh and went you get to the gate, just tell them you're there to see me. The security guard there will ask you for a pin number, I put that in the text too."

"Got it, see you in a few." You hear your phone beep as you pull out into the street and after putting the address on the gps you head out.

After about forty-five minutes of driving, you pull up to the fence of a gated community. State your business, give Bruno's name and pin and then drive in. You drive past several large homes that you assume either belong to old money families or celebrities. Each is just as grand as the last but in a different way. Some have pools, other's huge marble structures with huge balconies and others still have long wide driveways with expensive cars parked in. You pull up to a slightly smaller home with four vehicles in the driveway: a BMW M6, an Acura from a year ago, an SUV from this year and a pristine periwinkle Cadillac that looks like it drove straight out of the 70s. You pull into the driveway, shoulder your bag and then walk up to the front of the house. You ring the doorbell and then step back a little while you wait. You watch the knob turn and then the door opens to reveal an adorable little boy with long mousy brown hair and big brown eyes. He smiles quickly then directs his attention over his shoulder into the house. 

"Uncle, someone's here," he calls. You hear barefoot steps and then you look up to see Bruno come into view. He smiles then looks down at the boy.

"Thanks," Bruno says with a sweet smile.

He ruffles his hair and then the boy runs off into the house. You watch him go and then look up to see that Bruno is already looking at you. He looks you up and down as you do the same to him. He's barefoot, wearing a pair of burnt orange trunks with a simple multi-color plumeria design, a loose white tank top and a pale grey short sleeve button down.