Cheeseburgers
Brie Larson x Reader
When you accompany Brie to an award show, your feelings for her are revealed
Note: First Brie fic yay! This is a fluffy little something. I hope y’all enjoy!
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When the door opens, your breath catches in your throat. Standing in front of you is the most beautiful woman in the world. You know for sure that you’re in love with her.
But she is only your best friend.
“So, what do you think?” Brie asks you. She steps closer to you and spins so you can get a full view of her outfit.
“You are so beautiful,” you tell her. She smiles so wide that her cheeks hurt.
“Thank you, y/n. I’m so glad you’re coming with me tonight.”
Her hair and makeup artists get to work on her again, and she ushers you to get dressed. It isn’t the first event Brie has taken you to, but it is definitely the most dressed-up you have gotten. You wear colors that match her perfectly.
Once you’re both ready to go, you ride in the car with her. Brie talks your head off about the evening that’s coming up. She tells you that she’s most excited about getting a cheeseburger afterward. That makes you chuckle.
“Are you ready?” Brie asks when the car stops.
“Oh, I thought I would be going in a different way,” you reply. She usually goes on the carpet without you.
“I want you to come with me. Please?”
You say yes. As if you could ever say no to her and that precious pouty face she makes when she wants something.
The red carpet is a bit overwhelming, but Brie keeps her hand in yours as long as she can. It feels so natural. You wonder if she feels it, too.
She does her photos and interviews flawlessly, as always. You watch on in awe. Once inside, you settle at your table. You make small talk with the other people. Brie is a natural at captivating everyone. She reunites with some old castmates.
When it comes time for her category, she reaches for your hand under the table.
“You’re going to win,” you whisper to her.
It’s not about the awards, but you know she secretly hopes she will win. When the camera pans to her, she offers a shy smile. The presenters open the envelope and call her name.
“Yes!” You cheer, being the first to stand up. Brie hugs you, and you kiss her cheek. “I’m so proud of you.”
She shares a few more hugs on her way to the stage as the applause erupts all throughout the building.
“Thank you,” Brie says, taking the award into her hands. “Wow, I didn’t prepare a speech, but I will wing it.” She continues on to give an amazing speech, not to your surprise. She has always been a natural speaker.
“And thank you to my amazing friends and family. Especially my y/n. I wouldn’t be where I am without you,” she finishes.
The crowd cheers for her again. You can’t help but tear up at how proud of her you are. She takes photos backstage before she comes back to the table.
You greet her with a huge hug. Even bigger than the one before. She hugs you so tight that you can barely breathe.
“I’m so proud of you, Brie,” you tell her again.
“Thank you,” she says, her voice breaking a little.
“Are you alright?” You ask her.
She pulls away from the hug just enough to look you in the eye. You hold her face in your hands, and she sees the way you care for her in your eyes. You feel like the only two people in the room.
“Y/n,” Brie begins.
You interrupt her with a kiss to her lips. She kisses you back, her hand finding a way to the back of your neck to pull you closer. You’re both smiling so much that you have to stop kissing.
“I love you,” Brie says.
“I love you, Brie. I always have,” you reply.
Brie kisses you again before you two come back to reality. The commercial break is over, and you have to sit down. You hold her hand under the table for the rest of the night.
When the night is almost over, Brie gets her cheeseburger that she’s been waiting for.
“Still the best part of the night?” You ask her.
“No,” she says. Brie kisses your lips softly, but she lingers long enough that you want to chase after her for more. “That’s the best part.”
“I agree, sweetheart.”
“Come home with me?” She asks, a glint in her eye.
You take her hand and leave the awards show together. After parties are the last thing on your mind. You just want to spend the night with the most beautiful girl in the world.
She is finally yours.
