IMAGINES ❤️

THE PROPOSAL [PART III]

Both of you head out at the immigration office. You are walking on your way back to the office, "So, what happens next? We will go up there and we will pretend to be girlfriends, tell your parents we're engaged." She continued giving you instructions about booking a first class flight and you are not listening to her. "Hey. Why aren't you taking notes?" She asked.

"I'm sorry. Were you not in that room?" You said looking pissed.

"What?" She just looked at you for a few seconds, "Oh! The thing you said about being promoted? Yeah, genius genius! He completely fell for it." She said while typing on her phone.

"I'm serious. I'm looking at the two hundred fifty thousand fine and five years in jail. That changes thing Kendall." You said.

"Promote you to editor? NO." She said as she chuckles trying to mock you.

"Then i quit and you're screwed. Bye bye Kendall." You started to walk away.

"What?! Y/N. Wait-- Y/N! Okay fine! Fine." She yelled and you stopped your tracks. You gave her you evil smile. "Fine, i'll promote you to editor. If you do the alaska weekend and the immigration interview i will make you to editor. Happy?"

"And not in two years, right away."

"Fine."

"And you will publish my manuscript." You added.

She gave you a hesitant look but she gave in right away, "Ugh! Fine, ten thousand--"

"Twenty thousand copies, first run. We'll tell my family about our engagement when i want and how i want." She nodded at you, "Now, ask me nicely."

"Ask you nicely what?" She asked.

"Ask me nicely to marry you, Kendall.." You said, this is your payback because she made you work almost 24/7 in three years. No holidays, no weekends and she still make you work even when you are sick.

"Wha-- what does that mean?" She gave you a confused look.

"You heard me Jenner. On your knee." You said to her smiling.

"You fu--" She wanted to cuss you out and yell at you but she couldn't. Because she know you'll walk away if she didn't do what you just said.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing.." She gave you a fake smile. "Fine." She slowly kneel in front of you, some people are giving her a weird look and some people are laughing at her. "Do you like this? Is this okay for you?"

"Oh yeah, i like this.." You answered.

"Will you marry me?" She asked you in an arrogant tone.

"No. Say it like you mean it."

"Y/N? My sweet Y/N.. Would you please with cherry on top, marry me?" She asked you. You are trying to hold your laugh because she is looking like an idiot in front of many people in New York.

"Okay. I don't appreciate the sarcasm but i'll do it. See you at the airport tomorrow." She almost fell in the ground because she thought you are going to help her get up on her feet but you walked away leaving her on the side of the road kneeling.

....

You and Kendall are already in the plane. You are reading the question book that the immigration will ask both of you on monday. Kendall is listening to music and not paying attention to what you are saying.

"Hey, are you listening to me?" You poked her in the shoulder.

"What? I didn't hear you because i'm listening--" You cut her off.