[ CLOSED ] A collection of Brian 'Otis' Zvonecek oneshots and prompts
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Prompt: "No one's ever done this for me before..." Word Count: 889 Warnings: female!reader, fluff, mentions of being stressed
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"Can I look yet?" You asked, Brian's hands covering your eyes as he led you into your apartment, your arms flailing about in front of you because you wanted to know if a wall was coming at you before your face hit it, not afterwards.
"No." Brian chuckled, having just placed his hands over your eyes not five seconds ago. He led you further in, taking care not to bump you into anything as he guided you towards the bathroom, his stomach filled with excitement over your reaction to his surprise. "Nearly there."
"What's that smell?" You sniffed, a calming scent drifting into your nose as you blindly allowed him to guide you where it was that he wanted you to go, all whilst ignoring your questions. You didn't know whether to be excited, nervous or scared honestly, but the more you breathed in what you had deduced as lavender, you quickly found yourself starting to feel nothing but relaxed.
"Okay, are you ready?" Brian asked, his tone indicating that he was smiling and you knew he was probably shaking with excitement as he always did get all giddy when he planned something for you, which was just another thing you loved about him.
You nodded your head, hearing him mumbled something under his breath before his hands left your eyes, allowing your gaze to land on the freshly filled bath, which you couldn't help but notice had flower petals floating atop the calm, scented water and candles surrounding it, but not too many as you were dating a firefighter after all.
"You've been working so hard lately..." Brian whispered, brushing your hair aside to place a kiss on your neck as he came to stand behind you, his hands landing on your shoulders, which he gently started to massage. "...and I know you've been stressed, so I wanted to treat you with a night of relaxation."
"Brian..." You said quietly, your voice barely audible as you couldn't bring yourself to speak over how loved you felt right now. You wanted to turn to him, to hug him, show him how much you appreciated this as you really needed it, but with the way his fingers felt as they worked to loosen the knots in your shoulders, you couldn't bring yourself to move. "It's perfect."
"That's not all." Brian told you, planting a kiss just below your ear, one which had you shiver beneath his touch. "I went out, got the ingredients to make your favourite dinner... and your favourite dessert. So, whilst you relax, I will attempt to cook without burning the house down." He added with a chuckle, one you couldn't help but mirror, only yours sounded a little more breathy as you started to feel a little teary over his gesture.
You wiped at your eyes, the simple action sparking concern in Brian's chest as he slowly spun you around, his heart clenching when he saw your watering eyes and your trembling lip. He brought his hands to your face, gently cupping it before wiping away a tear that had rolled down your cheek.
"Sweetheart? What's wrong?" He asked, hoping he didn't overstep in preparing all of this for you as you did like to do things yourself most days. "Did I... Did I overstep?"
"No. No." You said immediately, your hands landing atop his forearms as you wanted to keep him close to you. "No, this is... This is so sweet of you, it's just... No one's ever done this for me before so it took me by surprise, that's all."
"Oh, baby." Brian said softly, bringing your face forwards to place a kiss on your forehead, one he allowed to linger for a second longer than normal as he could tell you needed it. And you did need it. You needed it badly. "You deserve all this and more."
"I'm so lucky to have you." You whispered, falling against him and allowing him to embrace you, the tension already leaving your body and you hadn't even gotten in the bath yet. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Probably crash and burn." Brian joked, making you laugh into his chest a little, a sound that came more than welcome to his ears as it had been a while since he'd heard you properly laugh. "Come on, let's get you in the bath and I'll get started on dinner."
"Can we maybe... order in instead?" You asked, lifting your head from his chest to look up at him, his brows a little furrowed. "It's just... I'd rather have you in here with me than out there making a mess in the kitchen."
"I do not make a mess." Brian defended, rolling his lips as he could feel his smile rising as he did indeed make a mess. "It's called a method."
"A mess method is more like it." You chuckled, making him pout and scrunch up his lips like a child. You couldn't help but laugh, your arms slipping around his neck to place a kiss against his lips, making them drop from their dramatic pout and into a smile. "Please? Stay with me?"
"Of course I'll stay with you." He said softly, gently caressing the side of your face with his knuckles before he kissed you again. "I will always stay with you."
