Fake You Out
Hello everyone! So this is a continuation of this fic so it’s pretty fluffy and quick. I’m going through midterms right now which is always super fun but I thought I would go ahead and get this out there. This one is a proposal one so it’s cheesy as hell! If you would like to be tagged please let me know! Thanks and, as always, happy reading!
Warnings: None, just fluff
“Hey…hey, wake up!” You groaned and Dodger nuzzled into your hand to force you to pet him. You opened your eyes to see Chris standing next to the bed with a tray of what looked to be like a steaming hot breakfast.
“Well, what’s this for?” You croaked and sat up. Chris shooed the pup off the bed so he wouldn’t try to eat your breakfast and placed the tray over your lap. He laid down next to you and handed you your silverware.
“Just for being you.” He replied and you eyed him suspiciously. “What? Can’t I make breakfast for my smokin’ hot girlfriend?”
“Whaddya want?” You asked as you sipped some of your coffee. “Is it my money you’re after? Or is this is about that thing you wanna try? I’m still-“
“It’s not that!” He groaned and rested his head against the head board. “I was drunk when I said that!”
“And being drunk is just an exacerbated form of yourself. I’m still on the fence about it.” You smirked and pushed some hair off of his forehead. “Seriously, though, we never have breakfast in bed because of Dodger. Everything okay?”
“Well…there was something I wanted to ask you.” He took your hand and your eyes widened. Ever since the visit to his parents’ house, you’d been on your toes. The serious engagement talk you two had wanted you to be prepared for it and it helped that his sisters and brother weren’t the most subtle people.
“And what would that be?”
“Will you do me the honor, the greatest privilege, of-“ He sighed, looking down at your hand. Your heart stopped, you couldn’t breathe, it was really happening now! “Of coming to the park with me and Dodger?” Your eyes went from being wide to nearly squinting as you gave him the most unimpressed look you could manage. You could see the little shit fighting a smile, but quite obviously failing.
“I would love to.” You ground out. He leaned over to kiss your cheek and bounced up, making Dodger bark as you stuffed some scrambled eggs into your mouth. “You’re a jerk.”
“But a cute one!” He called as he grabbed a change of clothes and headed into the shower. You quickly ate the rest of your breakfast, sneaking Dodger a few bites before getting ready yourself and grabbing the leash.
“C’mon boy, let’s go!”
Later on that week, you two had decided to go on a run together in the park with Dodger once again. As you were running, you saw out of the corner of your eye that Chris had lagged behind and that was something that never happened. If anything, you were the one that fought to keep up with him and Dodger. Dodger stopped when he realized Chris wasn’t next to the both of you, causing you to stop too.
“You good?” You turned to find him down on one knee and smiling at you. You walked back towards him and crossed your arms over your chest. You didn’t like to think you were a vain person, but if he proposed to you while you were all sweaty you would be tempted to say no. He smiled up at you, his eyes twinkling but you just stared at him.
With a chuckle, he just started tying his shoe, patted Dodger on the head, and squeezed your shoulder as he began jogging again. After a frustrated sigh, you chuckled to yourself and caught up to him.
“So, has he popped the question yet?” Anthony asked as he sipped on his beer. You scoffed and looked down at your whiskey and ginger.
“Little bastard keeps tricking me.” You replied, making him laugh. “On Monday, it was the breakfast thing. On Wednesday, he got down on one knee and when I turned around he just started tying his shoe after staring at me for a couple of seconds. Then yesterday the little shit had the gall to start his whole spiel about how lucky he was to have me, how much he loved me, only to get on his phone and call Seb.”
“Need me to take care of him? You want Wesley Snipes or Denzel?” He replied, making you cackle.
“What’s up?” Scarlett asked as she came back over to the table you two were at. “You finally ready to kill Chris?”
“He’s being an ass.” Anthony explained. “He keeps-“
“Faking her out, I know. He told me all about it.” She replied and sat down next to you. “If it makes you feel better, he has the ring.”
“If he keeps this up he won’t need the ring.” You said but with no actual venom to your voice. While it was irritating, you did find the situation amusing. “I dunno, it’s just that we’re gonna have to leave to film Infinity War and I just want some time to enjoy being engaged or married before we’re working all day, every day.” The other two were silent as they looked at you with a hint of pity to their faces.
“Do you want me to talk to him?” Scarlett offered and you shook your head with a small smile.
“Nah, if it’s really bothering me then I’ll talk to him about it.”
“You look really pretty tonight. New dress?” Anthony added, making you laugh and rest your head on his shoulder.
“Thanks and yes, I bought it yesterday as a little pick me up.” You heard your phone going off and excused yourself. You saw an unattractive picture of Chris pop up and your brows furrowed. He said he’d be out with some of his “bros” later in the night which usually meant you didn’t see him until late at night. “Hey babe, is-“
“You need to come home now.” Anthony and Scarlett motioned that they needed to leave and gave you quick hugs.
“What’s up, is everything okay?”
“It’s Dodger.” Your heart sank and you quickly grabbed your purse and paid for the tab.
“What’s wrong with Dodger? Is he alright?”
“I don’t know! He just started getting sick and I don’t know what to do. He’s not even getting up from his bed anymore.” He babbled breathlessly.
“It’s alright, I’m on my way. I’m sure he just ate something
in the yard.” You fished your keys out of your purse.
You didn’t even pull your car into the garage, you would’ve just parked it on the street but it was filled with the neighbors’ guests (you presumed). You hurried up to the front door and swung it open, but gasped when Dodger jumped up at you. You knelt down and rubbed his head as he licked your nose.
“Hey, bud, you seem alright!” You commented and looked around you, noticing no stains on your carpet or any undesirable smells. “Chris?”
There was no answer and Dodger kept pawing at you as you stood up.
Dodger barked and jumped a bit, making you look down at him.
“Where’s Daddy?” You asked and his ears perked up as he tilted his head. “C’mon, boy, where’s Daddy?” He pattered his front paws before taking off through the house and to the yard. You hurried after him as best as you could in your heels but nearly fell when you skidded to a halt. You backyard was covered in twinkle lights and daisies, with Chris at the center of it all in a suit. You could’ve slapped yourself for being so dull and not realizing the whole thing with Dodger was a hoax. But instead of slapping yourself, you choked back tears as you walked towards Chris.
“Sorry for making you worry.” He replied and you chuckled.
“I’ll get you back later.”
“I promise no tricks this time.” He told you, giving you a quick peck before going down on one knee and reaching into his back pocket. “I know you might not believe me when I say this, but I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you five minutes into first meeting you. I fell in love with you immediately, as soon as I saw you walk onto set. You’re the most wonderful and amazing person I’ve ever met, even though you’re not a Patriots fan.” You laughed with a sniffle as tears started to gently come down your cheeks. “With that aside, I love every bit of you more than I love anything in this world…yes, even Dodger. So, will you please marry me and make me the happiest man alive?” Instead of saying yes, you nodded and fell to your knees so you could hug him. He laughed and kissed your temple before pulling you apart just a bit to slide the ring onto your finger. You laughed down at it before grabbing his head and kissing him fiercely. His arms wrapped around you as he picked you up from the ground and you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Okay, so we’re getting married tomorrow at the courthouse?” You asked, looking down at him slightly. He laughed and squeezed you tightly.
“If that’s what you want, but I think we should tell the others that we’re even engaged first.”
“Ugh, fine have it your way.” You scoffed playfully and he pulled you in for another passionate kiss. You heard a couple of snaps of cameras, whoops, and hollers so you turned in his arms to see a hoard of friends and family at your back door. They started cheering and you felt a blush rise to your cheeks. All those cars outside were for your house and you felt even dumber that you didn’t piece it all together sooner.
“I knew you two left too early!” You accused Scarlett and Anthony.
“They had to make sure you were out of the house long enough for me and Chris to set all this up!” Scott yelled out, making you chuckle.
“No too much, is it?” Chris murmured to you. You smiled over at him and gave him another chaste kiss.
“Stop talking and let’s pop some champagne! We’ve been saving it this whole week!”