Request from Redraideryboi Okayyy.... idk just Brigitte x reader fluff my morbid soul don't need anymore angst..... Tanks Fren!
A Thousand Times
You waited for your girlfriend to return home after a rough mission. You have prepared her favorite dish for dinner, tidied the house, put out a few new decorations, and you made her a gift. You were listening to her favorite band, all of the albums, trying to learn at least most of the lyrics so you could sing along; if you ever had the courage. You have spent the day planning and setting up everything perfectly to welcome her home and help her relax after her mission. You just need to make sure none of your confidence slips away, so you had a little bit to drink to calm yourself down a bit before her arrival.
You're almost done setting up the table when a series of knocks come from the door. YOu and your girlfriend have a secret knock so you know its each other. You quickly light the candles on the table and flip the lights off, letting the soft, warm light envelop and fill the house.
"Coming! Wait! Stay right there, I've got something for you!" You yell from the dining room.
You run around to your room to fetch the gift you have made for her and set it on the first table in sight of the doorway, tying a small note to it. You then straighten your nice clothes and run a hand through your hair before opening the door to welcome your girlfriend.
"I've been expecting you, my little mechanic!" you say, taking her hand delicately and kissing the top of it.
"Wow, Y/N, what's the special occasion?" The auburn-headed woman asks you.
"Just welcoming my girlfriend home after a long time away on a very dangerous mission. You got a problem?" You smile as you step aside to let Brigitte in.
"Not at all." She takes a look around, spotting the gift you've made for her sitting on a small table. "Did you make this?" Her eyes sparkle as she looks at you. She's obviously never seen your artistic side.
"Yep, do you like it?" You ask, a little nervous.
"No."
Your heart sinks and you fiddle with your fingers, but before you can say anything, Brigitte speaks again.
"I love it!" She comes forward and embraces you in a hug. You snap out of your confusion and shock and immediately hug back.
"Are you hungry?" You ask as you pull away.
"Starving." She responds.
"Alright, close your eyes and follow me." You gently grab her hand and lead her to the dining room.
"Oh, that smells amazing!" Brigitte exclaims.
You sit her down and tell her to open her eyes. "Oh my gosh, Y/N, this is wonderful!"
"I hope you like it!" You say, rubbing the back of your neck.
***
When you finish, Brigitte helps you with the dishes, but not before arguing with you about sitting down and resting. When all of the dishes are put away, the two of you head to the living room. You keep the lights off, except for the gentle glow of the candles. You grab one more thing before joining your girlfriend in the living room.
You take a small breather before entering, hands nervously behind your back. You take a deep breath. It's now or never. You tell yourself.
Heart beats fast
Colours and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt
Suddenly goes away somehowYou fully enter the living room. Brigitte is shocked. She's never heard you sing.
One step closer
You take another step.
I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand moreTime stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to thisOne step closer
Another step.
I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand moreAnd all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand moreOne step closer
One step closerTwo steps.
You make her stand up in front of you and wrap your arms around her as you get to the end of your song.
I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand moreAnd all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand moreYou finish the song and break the hug.
"Y/N I-"
You're on one knee.
Brigitte raises her hands to her face.
"Brigitte." You say softly.
She starts to shake; you cant tell if she's laughing or crying, or both.
You continue as you take a small box out of the pocket on the inside of your jacket, "I've known you for a while now, and I know this is cheesy, but, um, I wanted to make your arrival special. And I had been planning this for a while now. Do you remember when we first met?" You open the box revealing a handmade ring you had secretly fitted for her and designed.
Brigitte finally brings herself to look at you, tears welling up in her eyes. She nods her head furiously, not able to utter a single word.
"My friends had ditched me and no one had said anything to me, but you came in and cheered up my drunken self. And when we became girlfriends, that was you. I was too afraid, but you did it first. So I just wanted to get to be the first to do this." You laugh nervously. "So, Brigitte Lindholm, will you be the shield to your knight? The yin to my yang, the black to my white, the purpose in my life. Will you be mine, for the rest of our lives?" You ask nervously.
Brigitte lets out the breath neither of you knew you were both holding. She practically falls on you as she yells out her response.
"Yes!" She cries happily into your shoulder as you embrace each other. "Yes! Yes! Yes! A thousand times!"

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