Friday Night Lights [S. Smythe]
Request: “Sebastian Imagine where Y/N is a cheerio and he decided to come to a game and decides to sing to her and proposes.”
This is my first ever request and I’m super excited to write it! Thank you anon for the submission!
You gathered your things, shoving them into your duffel bag as you hummed quietly to yourself. You did a mental check to make sure you had everything’s you needed: uniform, socks, sneakers, pom poms, hair ties, water bottle, mints, phone-
Phone. Where was your phone?
You were a cheerio, joining the New Directions with Britney and Santana. It was a nice change and you’ve made a lot of new friends. This included a certain member of the Dalton Academy Warblers, a one Sebastian Smythe. Sure, he was your competition, but things just seemed to click between you two. You became very good friends and eventually more than that a couple weeks after he admitted to being bisexual.
The sound of your ringtone began to play from somewhere in your bedroom. With a heavy sigh, you rummaged through the mess on your bed, hitting the green answer button a moment before it cut out. “Hey babe,” Sebastian’s voice echoed into your ear, “You busy?”
You hummed, tying up your hair. “Kind of,” you smiled, “but I can double task.” You heard Sebastian chuckle over the other line. “Just wanted to call you. Talk to you, n’stuff,” his voice sounded a little different over the phone, “You’ve got a game today, don’t you?”
You hummed, “Yep. Santana’s here now, actually. I gotta go. Love you.” Sebastian quickly said the two words back before you hung up and rushed off to Santana’s car and off to the game.
It was a little ways after halftime started when you noticed. You and the girls were getting ready to do another routine when Britney nudged your shoulder and pointed to the bleachers. There, you noticed a wave of blue and red blazers towards the middle of the stands. You grinned.
Sebastian had always been nervous to come to your games. He wanted to support you, but he didn’t want to cause a scene. So, he’d always stayed away. But now he was here, watching you, and had brought the Warblers along with him.
You did your routine with more excitement knowing your boyfriend was there.
Now, it was the end of the game, and your team had won by three points. The Warblers had disappeared after the team dumped the water bucket on the coach. You went to search for Sebastian, only for a shadow to cast over you. One of the football players blocked your way. You raised an eyebrow in confusion and went to move away, only to be stopped by another player. The team slowly began to make a line on the sidelines, blocking your view of the field.
Turning to the cheerios, hoping for their help, you found that they had disappeared. Furrowing your eyebrows, you asked the boys, “What’s going on?” They only smiled at you, keeping still.
After about three minutes, the football team finally parted in the middle, giving you a clear view of the field. There were the Warblers, the cheerios, the New Directions, with Sebastian standing in the middle of them all.
Stalking forward, he took your hands in his. He wore his classic smirk, but you could see thw nervousness swirling in his pretty green eyes. Without a word, he pulled you towards the bleachers. He climbed up the steps and up to the back row, nervously fiddling with his fingers as he cleared his throat.
You noticed that the two singing groups and the cheerios were holding up white signs. The football team was split into two, gathering around the ends of the groups with…something in their hands. You couldn’t really tell what it was.
“Seb, what’s going on?” You asked, turning back to your boyfriend. Sebastian took your hands again and squeezed them gently.
“Y/N,” he started, “you’re my best friend. We may have started off as enemies, but we got closer. The other day, I was scrolling through my camera roll and found an album from when we went on vacation over the summer. There were so many pictures of us kissing and doing stupid things, and the videos of us together…I knew I loved you, but at that moment looking back, I finally realized how much I loved you. Enough to want to be around you all the time. Enough to get jealous when a guy simply looks at you. Enough…”
His eyes cast down to the ground before off to the field. You followed his gaze, seeing your friends flipping the white signs. Each sign had a big, black letter.
And oh my god, Sebastian was proposing.
You could see nervousness and slight panic swimming in his pretty green eyes, but they also held so much love and adoration. You’d never seen so much of one specific emotion in him.
Though, you expected he’d have just as much, maybe even more, on your wedding day. A beaming smile would be stuck to his face as his eyes sparkled with excitement and love, and-
You were already imagining your wedding day and you hadn’t even given him an answer.
You hadn’t given him an answer.
“Yes,” you exclaimed suddenly, startling Sebastian slightly, “Yes, of course I’ll marry you.” The nervousness in Sebastian’s eyes drained away and his lips tugged up into a smile. He plucked the ring from the slit in the box and took your left hand in his, sliding the piece of jewelry onto your delicate finger.
Then, he stood, grasping your ring-clad hand and lifting it into the air, shouting, “She said yes!” The people around you began clapping and cheering for you. Your friends let out loud shrieks and the football players shot confetti out of the black canisters.
So that’s what those were.
You grinned as Sebastian wrapped his arm around your torso, pulling you close. You nuzzled into him, and he dipped down to capture your lips into a kiss. You returned it with eagerness and joy, breaking apart to see the happiness in his eyes and the tears in yours.
The two of you turned back to the field, watching as your friends celebrated. You could only imagine how they’d be acting at the wedding.