marry me? | schlatt x fem!reader
authors note : hi lovelies ! i’m officially free from all exams !!!!!!!!! i’m so glad to be finally getting back into my writing fully and sharing all my ideas ! a lot of these are scenarios from my DR so sorry if they feel very personalised hehehehhehe. Anyway, hope you like this !
You’re standing in your and schlatt’s shared bedroom, smoothing down the fabric of your dress that you picked out for the wedding. It’s not someone that you know, it’s Schlatt’s friend from college that he linked back with a few years ago. You enjoyed him and his wife’s company, they were very funny and always looked perfect. So obviously you were very happy to be invited to the wedding.
You’re making some quick adjustments to your dress when Schlatt walks in.
“Let’s see it then.” He smiles, doing up his tie
The deep navy accents you’d picked to match his tie catch the light as you do a little spin for him. He freezes for a second, fingers still on his tie, eyes dragging over you like he can’t quite believe you’re real.
“Well?” You ask, grinning as you step towards him,“Do I pass the inspection?”
He freezes, fingers still on his tie, eyes dragging slowly over you from head to toe. For a second he just stares, throat bobbing as he swallows.
“Fuck,” he mutters, voice lower than usual. “Yeah… you look incredible, doll. That dress is dangerous.” He does a little whistle
You laugh softly and step closer, reaching up to straighten his tie for him.
“It better be. Took me forever to find one that matched your tie perfectly.”
He watches your hands, then glances away, pretending to mess with his cufflinks again. But you don’t miss the way his jaw tightens, like he’s thinking something he’s not saying out loud yet.
“What’s on your mind, huh?” You tilt your head to look at him
“Nothing important don’t worry, toots.” He smiles and kisses your cheek.
“Don’t forget your bag now.” He taps your ass as he walks out the room
The ceremony is absolutely beautiful. Soft florals line the aisle, sunlight filters through stained glass, and the officiant is giving a heartfelt speech about love and commitment. But Schlatt barely hears any of it.
You’re sitting right beside him in the wooden pew, your hand resting comfortably on his thigh, your fingers sometimes fidgeting . Every few minutes you lean over to whisper something silly to him
“Why is he doing jazz hands while talking about eternal love?”
Your lips brush close to his ear with every comment, sending a shiver down his spine.
He squeezes your hand a little tighter each time, thumb brushing over your knuckles. You smile at him, completely unaware of the storm happening in his head.
“She should be the one up there. In white. Walking toward me.”
You in a white dress that makes this one look casual, him waiting at the end of the aisle trying (and failing) not to cry like a fucking idiot while Ted and Charlie lose their minds in the front row. The thought of you saying “I do” to him, of sliding a ring onto your finger in front of everyone and calling you his wife… it hits him harder than he expected.
When the couple starts exchanging vows, your eyes get a little glassy. After all the weddings you’ve both been to together, you always get glassy eyed between vows
“I don’t even know why, it’s just so lovely”
You sniffle quietly and squeeze his hand back. Schlatt glances over at you, watching the way the light catches your face, and something in his chest just settles.
He doesn’t let go of your hand for the rest of the ceremony. Not even when the couple kisses and everyone cheers. He just keeps thinking about how he wants to be the reason you cry happy tears like that one day soon.
At the reception, Schlatt is posted up by the bar with a couple of his old college friends. He may have only spent a short time at college before dropping out but this was like he spent everyday with them. You can see him from across the room, that lazy grin on his face as he talks.
“…been putting up with my shit since we were 20 ish,” he’s saying, nodding toward you. “She’s absolutely built different, fuck me. Laughs at my stupid jokes even when they’re actually terrible. Makes me wanna be less of a prick in general.”
One of his buddies, Keith, laughs, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “Dude, I still can’t believe you two met on Twitch or YouTube or whatever, of all places.”
Schlatt smiles “Hey, at least I found her somehow.”
Keith smiles at this “She’s stunning man, you struck lucky.”
The other friend, Daniel, smirks and claps Schlatt on the shoulder. “Look at you, talking like she’s the best decision you ever made. You gonna lock that down or what?”
Schlatt takes a sip of his drink, shrugging with a small, genuine smile. “She’s it for me. I’m not even joking. She’s fucking it.”
Daniel rolls his eyes, sipping his champagne that his fiancé ordered for the two of them “So that’s a yes?”
Schlatt nods “Yep. I’m not doing it here, obviously.”
Keith nods, “Obviously. Right, I’m gonna go flirt with the bridesmaids that don’t have partners.”
Schlatt looks over at you. You’re speaking to the bride and one of the bridesmaids, you look absolutely gorgeous. Even more so in his eyes. You glance over and give him a smile and turn back over to your conversation with the bride and the bridesmaid
The bride is glowing, gently spinning the new wedding band on her finger as she laughs. “I still can’t believe this is real. I keep looking down expecting it to disappear.”
You smile warmly, squeezing her arm. “It looks perfect on you. You two are literally made for each other. I was tearing up during your vows especially when he started crying halfway through, holy shit.”
The bride lets out a bright laugh, covering her mouth. “Oh my god, right? I told him not to, but the second he saw me walking down the aisle he was done for.” She leans in a little closer, voice dropping like she’s sharing a secret. “Your turn next. I’m calling it. The way Jay looks at you? I’ve never seen him like that before and I went to high school with him.”
You feel your cheeks heat up and let out a shy laugh, shaking your head. “Stop, we’re just here as his plus one.”
The bride raises an eyebrow, smirking. “Mhm. Sure. Keep telling yourself that. But seriously… you two have that forever kind of thing. I can feel it.”
You bite your lip, glancing down at your dress for a second before looking back at her. “Today has been really special. Seeing you so happy… it makes me think about stuff like that more, I guess.”
The bride pulls you into a quick side hug. “Good. Because you deserve it, babe. And if he doesn’t put a ring on that finger soon, I’m gonna fight him myself.”
“Anyway, i’m gonna go talk to my parents as i’ve been feeling like avoiding them all day. Thank you so much for coming.” The bride gives you one last hug
You then feel schlatt come up behind you, his hand slinging against your waist and his head resting on top of yours
“You look so beautiful, baby.” He whispers to you, kissing your hair
You turn and look at him, smiles both showing up on your faces at the same time
“I love you too” He leans down and gives you a kiss
The rest of the night is a warm blur of dancing, laughter, and stolen kisses on the dance floor. By the time you both stumble through the front door of your shared house, it’s well past midnight.
Your heels are dangling from your fingers, your makeup is slightly smudged, and your navy dress is a little wrinkled from the long night.
Schlatt locks the door behind you, watching as you sigh happily and pad barefoot into the living room, dropping your heels by the couch and stretching slightly.
“God, my feet are killing me,” you groan, stretching your arms above your head.
He doesn’t answer right away. He just stands there in the doorway, loosening his tie, eyes soft as they follow your every movement.
You turn around when you notice the silence. “You okay, big guy?”
Schlatt swallows, then walks over to you. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the small black box he’d been carrying all day like a secret.
“I’ve been thinking about this the entire fucking day,” he says, voice low and a little rough around the edges.
“Watching you spin around in that dress that matches my tie all night, sitting next to you during every wedding ceremony we’ve done, feeling your hand on my thigh while you whispered dumb shit in my ear today. Bragging about you to my old college buddies like an idiot. Seeing you talk and laugh with the bride…”
He opens the box, revealing the ring. The living room lamp casts a warm glow over both of you.
“I don’t wanna keep showing up as a plus one to weddings, baby. I wanna be the groom next time. I want it to be us.”
He looks you straight in the eyes as he gets down on one knee. “Marry me.”
You stare at him, heart hammering in your chest. A stunned laugh bubbles out of you as tears prick your eyes.
“Yes,” you whisper, stepping forward to cup his face. “Yes, you idiot. Of course I’ll marry you.”
Schlatt’s face breaks into that wide, crooked grin you love so much. He slides the ring onto your finger with slightly shaky hands, then gets up pulls you against him, lifting you up and kissing you deeply right there in the middle of your living room.
“I’m such a lucky guy.” He smiles at you, spinning you around as he pulls away
“Yeah you are” You joke back
