Misty Day x Reader (Proposing and gay panic)
"Look Y/N- the fireflies" Misty said.
We we're sitting under a tree lit up with lanterns, it was chilly outside, but we kept each other warm. Fireflies flew above us- and over the swamp in general- it looked beautiful.
The moon was shining down on the water, the night was still and quiet.
"If i were to ask ya a very important question- right this moment, would ya say yes?" Misty asked, sitting up a little.
"That depends on the question, i guess?" I smirked, sitting up with her.
"If it was somethin that i really wanted- and somethin i thought you'd really want too?" She continued.
She looked at me with worried eyes, she fidgeted with the hem of my dress and took a deep breath.
"Ya can't say no for the next minute or so- got it?" Misty stated.
"Fine." I giggled, taking her hands in mine and kissing them.
"Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N- I think- since we already been living together for some time now- we should, marry each other." She looked away- you could feel the gay panic from a mile away.
"Sure." I smiled. "Sure-?" She chuckled, relief in her expression. "Yeah- why not?" I said- leaning in and kissing her.
"That ain't how i thought it may have played out- but alright i guess-?" She smirked.
We both laid back again and listened to the sound of the crickets, frogs and other creatures in the swamp.
Only this time, we both were assured of the fact that it would all last forever.