Would you be able to do a Drabble or a whole thing smut or not with Michael Latta to the song Perfect by Ed Sheeran?
so requests aren’t open but i’ll do a quick blurb!
baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms // barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song
mike had it all planned and he had even convinced tom & andre to help him without making fun of him which was the real struggle. andre was supposed to keep you occupied all day with helping him choose some new suits while ton and mike set up. they made the backyard of your house perfect, setting up a large outdoor sound system so music would play and weaving fairy lights through the trees and making sure all the leaves and twigs were off the ground so it was as comfy to walk barefoot. they set out a dinner table with champagne and hid the ring in a box that looked like a small rock so you wouldn’t suspect anything.
when you come home to a trail of rose petals leading you to the backyard and mike standning there in a tux with your favourite song playing in the back ground you know something’s up. he pulls out your chair for you and offers you a glass. you raise you eyebrow at him, knowing better than to ask what’s going on. you’ve spent many years being swept off your feet by a signuatgre Latta Suprise™ to know that you just have to sit back and enjoy to find out why this is happening.
when I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful // i don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight
the night starts out with dinner and mike telling you all his favourite memories. you both reminise about the first time he had seen you and how the breath had been knocked out of his lungs. you looked so perfect in the light of the fire you stood in front of. he told you how happy he was that he had been dragged on that sking trip by tom and how happy he was when he discovered you lived in DC so it wasn’t just a holiday relationship. you told him how much you had laughed when he’d tried to impress you on the black diamond and ended up on his face right in front of you but you were still glad that it had broken the ice between the two of you as you helped him down the mountain.
he told you about how nervous you looked the first time you met his parents and how he just wanted to kiss you but then the door had opened and the moment was lost. you quietly admitted that you had wished for the same. he pauses here to pull you out of your chair and into his arms to kiss you. the two of you move away from the table to dance to the music as he tells you about buying the house together, how nothing had felt right until he saw you looking out the kitchen window into the backyard and had turned to him and said “this is where i want to raise our children mike”. it had cemeted his firm belief that you were it for him and he had vowed then to do everything he could to make every dream of yours come true. he kisses a tear away from your eye before smoothly dropping onto one knee in front of you.
“i want to have a lifetime of memories of you being perfect or nervous or anything, as long as it’s by my side…” he picks up the rock and you laugh through the tears in your eyes as he opens it and asks you to marry him. mike has never been more happy then when you choked out a yes and sank to the ground as well to kiss him.
“always by your side” you mumbled as you pulled back to press your foreheads together, smiling at him.
“always” mike confirmed and slid the ring onto your finger.
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