50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You” [END]
Pairing: Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Logan). @troublemakerinspace @choicesarehard
#50 Buying them a special treat when you go shopping.
“Troublemaker, are you busy?”
Ellie turns to look at the door from her vanity table, a smile pulling at her lips when she sees Logan peeking into the empty bridal room. She stands from her chair, the sleeves of her silk robe fluttering around her arms, as she meets him halfway.
“Oh, I don’t know if you’ve heard Logan but I’m actually supposed to get married today.”
Logan chuckles as he stands before her, his hands inside the pockets of his black dress pants, and he lets his eyes roam Ellie’s body. Seemingly looking at her as if it’s the first time. It’s still about a good hour or so before she starts putting on her wedding garb but knew that already.
“Yeah? He’s a lucky man then.”
Ellie laughs as she reaches up and encircles her arms around his neck. He settles his hand on her hips and they stand there for a moment, swaying a little to a song only they can hear.
“So what brings you here?” Ellie asks teasingly, her eyes never leaving his face. “I doubt Ximena allowed you to leave your room willingly.”
Logan chuckles a little. Ximena, as his best man, has been a complete lifesaver for Logan throughout the wedding planning. Practically jumping in and saving the day when things got particularly stressful with the vendors. But Ximena is the type of woman that rules with an iron fist and she’ll be damned if anything goes wrong so close to the ceremony.
“I got it covered don’t worry,” Logan winks before he takes a small step back from her. “I have something to give you. Well…somethings.”
Ellie’s eyes widen, immediately catching his meaning. “Logan you did not.”
“I did,” Logan grins as he reaches into his pocket for the first item. “First, something old. Here you go.”
Ellie lets out a small gasp, reaching out for the familiar silver spark plug necklace as tears start to prick her eyes. She looks up at him, her heart squeezing at the memory of when he gave it to her, and Logan grins brilliantly at her. She chuckles with a nod before she puts the necklace around her neck.
“Next something new,” Logan reaches up to the first button on his shirt and slowly starts to pop them open. Ellie’s eyes widen in shock before they turn mischievous.
“Oh wow, I’m getting a show now?” Ellie teases and Logan shakes his head with a grin as he pops the last button just below his heart. He pulls back the shirt on his left shoulder and Ellie lets out a loud gasp, immediately stepping forward to let her fingers run on the black ink on his skin.
“Logan!” She exclaims before she touches her own left shoulder, the design of the feathers identical and matching. “You got a tattoo of my feather?”
“Yeah, X did it too. Her wedding gift to me,” Logan explains with a proud smile and Ellie chuckles weakly as she shakes her head. The tears are now flowing freely down her face, her heart aching so wonderfully it feels as if she’ll burst.
“I’m so glad you did this before I put on my makeup,” Ellie comments as she reaches up to wipe some of the tears away.
“Yeah, that was part of the plan trouble,” Logan laughs, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. “Next, something borrowed but I don’t have it here with me.”
Ellie furrows her eyebrows in confusion but Logan merely smiles.
“It’s your mother’s veil on her wedding day, your dad found it in the back of her closet and it’s with your bridesmaids.”
Ellie lets out a choked laugh, another batch of tears gathering in her eyes as she leans her head on his chest. Absolutely overwhelmed with the feelings of happiness, love and gratitude for the man before her.
“Logan…” She sniffs, wrapping her arms around her torso. “I don’t think I can take more, I really will burst.”
Logan lets out a loud laugh, his head tilting back from the force of it before he wraps his arms around her shoulders. “Not yet Troublemaker, there’s still the last one. Something blue.”
He untangles himself from her hold and takes her hand in his, intertwining their fingers together as he pulls her to the window facing the façade of the venue. She follows obediently, her heart thumping with excitement and curiosity on what could he have possibly planned for something blue. He looks at her with a grin before he leans on the window sill and points down. Her eyes follow to where he’s pointing and when she catches sight of the brilliant blue, a loud gasp escapes her.
“Ellie hi!” Vaughn, who is now wearing his groomsman suit, waves up at her with a wide grin before he slaps his hand on the hood of the Devore. “Doesn’t she look good in blue?”
“You painted the Devore blue?!” Ellie exclaims as she turns to Logan with wide eyes. Her heart squeezing in ache so tight, it hurts. She knows how important the Devore is to him. After all, it’s the only possession that he has meticulously taken care of during all these years. Even in the lowest points of Logan’s life, he has always made sure to keep the Devore safe, well-maintained and always always in it’s iconic yellow and black stripes.
“You’ve made me so happy Ellie and I know you’ll continue to make me happy,” Logan says as he takes her hands into his and squeezes tight. “For so long I’ve only ever had the Devore, the only thing I was willing to risk my life for…but then I met you and look at what I have now. The friends and family I’ve gained throughout the years. The little black tabby that’s probably giving your bridesmaid a headache,” Ellie lets out a choked laugh with a nod and Logan tilts her chin to his as he wipes away the tears running down her eyes. “And look at the girl I’ll marry and call my wife,” Logan gives her a shaky smile and lifts her hand to his lips, his eyes shining with unshed tears. “So forever Troublemaker, that’s the promise I’ll make with you today. Then, I’ll drive us away in the Devore—just like the first time.”
Ellie whimpers as she nods and pulls him into a tight and crushing hug, burying her face into the crook of his neck, before she pulls back and takes his face in between her hands to pull him down for a kiss.
“I love you Logan,” Ellie confesses, wiping away the tears that fall down his eyes.
“I love you too Ellie,” Logan confesses, his voice choked and strained as he places a kiss on her forehead and he squeezes his eyes shut. “So much.”
“Alright Logan. That’s enough. We need to get you into your suit jacket,” Ximena calls out from the door before she approaches the two holding a drink of matcha bubble tea in her hand. “Sweetie here. Logan told me you desperately needed this,” Ximena scoffs, shaking her head when she realizes that she’s just been trapped as she turns to Logan with an amused smile. “Is this why you wanted me out of the room so much?”
Ellie gasps, turning to Logan with a bright smile who merely winks at her before he turns to Ximena with a pleading smile as his arms tighten around Ellie.
“Can’t I get ten more minutes with my wife?”
Ximena chuckles softly as she places a hand on her hips. “She isn’t your wife yet.”
Logan sighs at the thought before he turns back to look down at Ellie, smiling brilliantly. “Doesn’t feel like it though.”
Ellie chuckles as she places a hand on his chest and gently pushes him back. “Go, I’ll see you later.”
“Mm,” Logan reluctantly agrees and steps back but not before he brushes his lips against her forehead in a loving and soft kiss. “See you there Troublemaker.”
Ellie watches the both of them leave the room with a soft smile and when the door closes behind him, her hand instinctively goes up to cradle the spark plug in her palm as she grips it tight. Maybe if she grips it tight enough, she can trap all the emotions of the day—happiness, love, excitement, bliss—into the necklace itself so it’ll become a time capsule of this day.
So when she looks back at the pictures and videos of their friends and family on her wedding day, all she needs to do is grip the necklace tight and she’ll be brought back to the moment where her best friend, her fiancé and the love of her life promised her forever.
And in a few hours she will say the words that she somehow knew she would say from the moment she realized that she fell in love with the boy with the yellow getaway car:
I do.