Feel free to change the dad, mum, or brother’s name…I just chose at random.
“Joseph.” Y/N’s father, Grant, greets the young man as he swings open the door. “You made it.”
“Yes. Sorry, am I late?” Joe shuffles on his feet nervously.
“No, no. Just on time. Come in.” Grant moves to the side to allow Joe to step in, closing the door behind him. “Everyone is just through in the living room, as you asked.”
“Thanks.” He smiles at the older man, making his way through the house he had visited countless times.
“Oh, Joe!” Sarah, Y/N’s mother, greets him warmly, pulling him in to a tight hug. “So good to see you.” She pats his cheek gently, “How are you doing?”
“Quite well, thank you. And yourself?”
“We’re all doing just fine. Thanks for asking. Please, come sit.” She gestures for him to sit, and Joe nods a hello at the other body sat on the couch, Y/N’s older brother Derrick.
“Do you want anything to drink? Eat?” Sarah asks him, already heading for the kitchen.
“No, I’m fine. Thank you though.” She pauses at the entrance, a small frown on her face.
“Are you sure, darling? You’ve never resisted my sweets whenever you visit.”
“To be honest, I think I’m too nervous to eat anything.” Joe chuckles, glancing at the two men staring over at him.
“Nervous? Why would you be nervous? It’s only us.” Sarah tells him, taking a seat beside her husband.
“Well, he did gather us here, mum.” Derrick mumbles, shooting Joe a look. “Why did you gather us here?”
“To ask a question.” Joe says, rubbing his hands along his pants, trying to rid them of the sweat.
“You travelled nearly two hours to ask a question?” Grant raises an eyebrow, eyeing up Joe, who only grows more nervous.
“I didn’t want to do it over the phone. It’s too important.” He explains, meeting the intense stare.
“Go on, then. Ask.” Sarah encourages him, a knowing sparkle in her eye.
“I want to marry Y/N.” Joe blurts out, cheeks turning red.
“That wasn’t a question.” Derrick points over at Joe.
“Shush.” Sarah waves a hand at him.
“I would like your permission,” Joe meet’s Grant’s stare once again. “To marry Y/N.” He turns his gaze to Sarah and Derrick in turn, “All of your permission. Because I know how important it would be to her, me asking all of you.”
Y/N’s mum smiles warmly over at him, opening her mouth to respond, but is cut off by Grant.
“What about your whole YouTube thing?”
“What about it?” Joe asks back, unsure of what he means.
“It’s not a real job. How do you plan on supporting my daughter when all you do is make silly little videos.”
Joe can’t help but feel a bit angry at that statement, but he takes in a breath, calming himself.
“YouTube has opened up a lot of opportunities for me, and has allowed to me to expand into other things. And even with just making videos, I do quite well. It’s also really enjoyable, and something I’m quite passionate about.”
“So you won’t quit?” The question comes from Derrick, who’s leaned forward in his seat, arms braced on his knees.
“No. I won’t.”
“What if Y/N asks you too?” The question throws Joe off a little, and he takes a moment to think about it.
“If she did, then…yes. I would. Because she’s more important than it. But she understands how important it actually is too me, so I don’t ever see her doing so.” The answer seems to please Derrick, and he sits back in his seat, nodding lightly.
“I just don’t see how it is a real job.” Grant brings the attention back to his original question. “Or how you can support my daughter if you so desperately want to marry her.”
“I wouldn’t be sat here asking you for permission if I didn’t want to desperately marry Y/N, because trust me, I do.” Joe starts. “And YouTube has allowed me, a boy from a small town in the middle of the country, to move into a place in London. A house that I own. That I call my own. It has allowed me to travel the world, to meet amazing people, to create two successful movies, and publish two graphic novels. YouTube has allowed me to discover who I am, and build the confidence I had inside. And it has allowed me to meet your daughter, to get to know her, to fall in love with the amazing woman you raised. And now, it has helped me get to the point where I want to marry her, so I never have to let her go.” He finishes, wanting to sink back into the seat, but he’s afraid it’ll show weakness, so he remains sitting rigid, staring back at Grant. Joe knew from the moment that he walked in that door, that he would refuse to leave until he got permission from all three of Y/N’s family members.
The room falls silent for a minute, and Grant crosses his arms, studying Joe.
Finally, he nods, and Joe feels relief flood his body.
“I’ve watched you over the years with Y/N. And I can honestly say, no one has made her happier. So I would never take that away from her. I do believe you will support her, whether its with this whole YouTube thing or something else. As long as you continue to love her and make her happy, I don’t care what you do.” Grant tells Joe, finally smiling at the younger man. “You have our permission.”
“Thank you.” Joe sighs. “All of you, thank you.”
“This calls for tea and sweets!” Sarah calls out, jumping to her feet. She drags Joe into the kitchen with her, allowing Grant and Derrick to put on the football game.
While she bustles around the kitchen, she watches Joe, seeing how much more relaxed he is. She pauses in front of him, resting a gentle hand on his arm.
“Grant was going to say yes the moment you asked, he just wanted to be sure.”
“By terrifying me?” Joe chuckled.
“Well, Y/N is his only daughter. He had to scare you a little.” She winked at him before grabbing the boiling kettle.