Brian Quinn (Q/Reader) - FIRSTS.

Be Mine (Q/READER)

You've been "dating" Brian for 4 weeks now and you've loved every minute of it. You wanted to be with him more than anything, he made you happy, when you were with him it was as though nothing else existed. You wanted to be his, to belong to only him.

Saturday afternoon and you were getting ready for another date with Q this time you guys were just going for dinner and a drink. You weren't bothered what you guys did you just wanted to be in his company.
You stepped out of the bathroom to dry and style your hair before slipping on the ripped black skinny jeans, your red cons, a black tank and a red plaid over shirt on.

7pm arrived and there was a knock at your door, running down stairs slowing behind the door to compose yourself you're greeted with Brian standing outside smiling widely down at you, leaning down lightly to kiss your lips briefly before pulling back
"ready to go (YN)?" you nod and follow him down the path to his car.
You guys talk about everything and anything as usual just basking in each other's company on the ride to the restaurant.

Dinner goes in fast and not before long your being ushered out into the mild air outside "do you wanna go a walk (YN)?" Not really feeling a drink yourself you agree and slide your hand into his as you begin walking. You walk for what feels like hours before you need to take a break and sit down on a bench at the monument, Brian sits beside you with a quiet sigh. The air between you is silent and you catch a glimpse of concentration on the features of Brian's face beside you as if he's thinking deeply about something. Worried you speak up "everything okay Q?" ...silence fills the air again, as you watch him draw his bottom lip between his teeth and chew, now any other time that action would have turned you on but not he just looks scared, nervous and it's making you feel the exact same.. "Brian?..." You ask again..another loud silence coats the air between your two bodies.. You stare at the ground beneath you, contemplating what you might have done or said wrong, you feel a slight shift beside you and look up to see Brian watching you..

"Be mine, (YN).. Be mine." He speaks loudly and clearly, although you hear the shake of his voice.
"Wh...what?" You question in shock not being able to process what he is asking you, being scared that you've conjured it all up in your imagination.
"Be my girl, let me be your guy, I want to be the only one who gets to call you his, who gets to hold you in his arms, who gets to kiss you and hold your hand and play with your hair, I want to be the guy who make you feel safe, who makes you happy and laugh and feel like you're home. I want to be yours, let me be yours." His voice fades to a whisper as he finishes. You can't speak, you just stare at him, wide eyed, trying to comprehend that this beautiful man in front of you wants you to be with him, properly he wants to be yours and you want nothing more than to open your mouth and tell him that but you can't, you don't know why but you can't.. "(YN) I know I'm fucked up and I've been through a lot of shit in my life, but you're the first person I've been able to feel anything around, when I'm with you it's as if everything else disappears, all the baggage fades away.. I've been hurt before to the extent that I was ready to end it but I didn't it turns out I was just waiting for you to come into my life, I know you've been hurt before but I won't ever ever ever hurt you like those past relationships, I can't promise it will be perfect but I can promise that I will bloody well try make sure it is. You deserve Prince Charming And i may be some retard in tinfoil but I'll fight for you against everything an anything.. I will always fight for you (YN)" he adds, you look at him, you can't help but smile at the determined but worried expression in his face leaning in you bring your hands to rest on either side of his face, letting your thumb trace lightly over his beard "of course I'll be your Brian, I'll always be yours.." You whisper as you lean in and press your lips to his.

He was yours, Brian Quinn was all yours. Could life get any better?