Big Hero 6 x Reader One Shots

(114): Marry Me? (Wasabi)

Another Engagement Reader-- this time with Wasabi! Enjoy. (Unedited).

Wasabi decides that today, on your two year anniversary, he's going to ask you the question that he's wanted to ask for a year now. He tells his group of friends, who assure him that under the extreme and highly unlikely circumstance you should decline, they will still be there for him.

This question was going to change his life, forever. He calls you.

"Hello?" You answer cheerfully.

"Hello," He says.

"Wasabi," You breathe, your smile so wide that it hurts your face.

"Happy Anniversary, darling," He says.

"Happy Anniversary to you, too," You reply.

"You don't happen to have plans for tonight, do you?"

"I do not."

"Perfect. I'll pick you up at five, okay?"

"May I know where we're going?" You ask hopefully.

"You may not," Wasabi says. You sigh. "I love you, ___."

"I love you too."

"I'll see you shortly," He says, and then he hangs up.

Wasabi prepares, scribbling a speech down on an index card. He holds it in front of him and practices. Honey Lemon agrees to judge his words.

"Don't be afraid to tell me if it's bad," Wasabi tells her. "I want this to go perfectly." Honey Lemon nods. Wasabi clears his throat and begins. "___, to this day-"

"No," Honey interrupts. "Too original."

"O-Okay," Wasabi mumbles. "___, for two years I have been deeply in love with you. You're everything to me--"

"Wasabi, that right there is perfect. Read that and talk about everything you love about her."

"That's a lot of things to say, then." Wasabi smiles.

~

You open your door at five exactly to see a well dressed Wasabi. "Good evening," He greets.

You smile. "Evening."

Wasabi admires your outfit, a (f/c) sweater with a knee length skirt. "You look. . . breathtakingly beautiful."

You blush. "Aw, thank you."

Wasabi kisses you. "Let's go. I have a system-- everything's gotta go perfectly."

You laugh. "You're too cute."

Wasabi shrugs and smiles.

~

That night, after a fancy dinner, Wasabi walks with you through the park. The streetlights brighten up the sidewalks, shadows of the cherry blossom tree silhouettes on the grass and pavement. Wasabi holds your hand.

"Thank you for dinner tonight," You say.

"Thank you for sticking with me for two years. I know most people find me. . . obnoxious because of my . . . schedules and everything. . . but not you. I am so grateful for you." Wasabi stops you and touches your waist. You smile and blush. "___, for two years I have been deeply in love with you. You're everything to me. You're my best friend. . . and I couldn't stand it if I never woke up to see your beautiful (e/c) eyes."

You blink away tears.

"I love you so much. . ." He drops down on one knee and takes your hand in one of his as he grabs the box made of velvet. "Would you marry me, ___?"

You gasp. "Yes!" You choke on a sob as Wasabi slides the ring up your finger. He kisses your hand. You yank on his shoulders so he'll stand. You throw your arms around him. "I love you!"

"I love you." He pulls away and kisses you quickly. "Now, I think we should start planning the wedding. We have a lot to do."

You laugh and hug him again.