Hi! Please may I have a fluffy drabble with a male character from Brooklyn 99 with 47 and 94? I am a 5ft 8 female with crazy long dirty blonde hair (usually scrunched on top of my head held by a pencil), blue eyes and glasses which I am always loosing. Am very clumsy and ask a lot of questions worthy of being in the shower thoughts blog and spout random facts whenever I'm nervous. Hufflepuff. Always reading or eating. (Totally ship you with Kara Danvers would be so cute!) Thank you very much! :)
Characters: Reader x Charles BoyleWarnings: Injury and violencePrompts: 47: “You’re bleeding!” 94: “Oh, fuck it – will you marry me?”Word Count: 489A/N: I changed ‘fuck it’ to ‘screw it’ just to match the b99 tone, I hope you don’t mind! And man I love Kara so much so thank you!!!!
NOT TAKING ANYMORE REQUESTS!
“y/n. y/n!” Charles hissed, and you turned to him with an eyebrow raised as Jake shook his head behind you. “There’s something I want to ask you.”
“Can this wait, Charles?” you hissed back. “We’re about to take down two possibly armed perps.”
“Yeah, Charles.” Jake shot his friend a pointed look, knowing full well what Charles was about to ask you. “I really don’t think now’s the time.”
Charles’ face scrunched up in frustration, unable to contain himself. He was about to open his mouth when you interrupted him instead, banging on the door the three of you were waiting outside of as you yelled, “NYPD, open up!”
There was no response, but the three of you looked at each other as you heard something crash inside. Kicking the door down, the three of you rushed into the apartment just in time to see the perp trying to escape through the window. Raising your gun, you yelled, “Step away from the window!”
“y/n, look out!” Charles suddenly exclaimed, noticing someone step out from behind you with a gun. Jake lunged to tackle the second perp, but not before the man fired. Charles quickly jumped to shove you out of the way, collapsing on the ground as the bullet grazed his arm.
“Charles, are you okay?” Jake exclaimed as you grabbed the first perp away from the window, handcuffing him as you turned in alarm to look at Charles. Charles gingerly touched his arm, and your eyes widened when you saw his fingers were stained with blood.
“You’re bleeding!” you exclaimed, and Jake grabbed both perps and dragged them away as you crouched by Charles. “I’ll call an ambulance.”
“It really doesn’t look that bad.” Charles responded. “You know, I’ve actually had worse injuries, like that time the Boyles went on vacation in-”
“You can tell me about it later, okay?” you smiled at him as you raised your phone to your ear. “I need an ambulance down by Bedford Avenue-”
“Can I ask you what I wanted to ask you earlier?” Charles suddenly blurted, and you looked at him in surprise before nodding. “y/n, I’ve been meaning to ask you this for a while now. Well, I’ve kinda wanted to ask you the first day I met you, but Jake said it was too creepy and I should wait-”
“Charles!” you laughed, cupping his face in your hands. “What is it?”
“I... I... oh, screw it – will you marry me?” Charles finally blurted, and you gaped at him. “I was going to ask you later at dinner tonight, but I just couldn’t wait anymore!”
“Oh, yes, Charles, I will!” you exclaimed happily, just as Jake sprinted back up into the room.
“Oh, man!” Jake let out a disappointed groan. “Did I miss it?”
“Sorry, Jakey, but I could ask again just so you can see it!” Charles offered, and you couldn’t help but laugh.
