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Since Tumblr is in shambles, again, and tags are broken, I wanted to make a post with the last couple things I posted in case anyone missed them.- 18+ readers only please. Enjoy! Full masterlist HERE
I can see EZ smashing like this. Gotta put those muscles to use
Word Count: 1,211
Warnings: None
A/N: Thank you so much for this request. We all love a true love confession. Hope I met your expectations with this! GIF credit to @sonsofeorl. Thank you for reading and Enjoy! ❤️
Requested by @ly–canthrope : I don’t know if we can do multiple prompts per request but 13 & 36 with Ez? 🥺 I’m a sucker for having someone say that they are so in love with me lol #lovestarved. Thanks baby! From the fluff section
After much begging and pleading, you have convinced EZ to join you in attending a friend’s wedding for the weekend.
“They look happy.”
EZ looks over at you and nods, “They do.”
You turn your attention back to the couple in the middle of the dance floor, as they slowly sway back and forth together for their first dance as Husband and Wife; exuding pure happiness as they glide across the dance floor.
“What’s on your mind?” EZ’s voice interrupts your train of thought.
“What?” you ask him, still staring as your friend and the love her life continue their dance.
“You spaced out there, everything okay?”
Finally, you turn to face EZ, “Do you wonder if you’ll ever get married? I mean Club aside, do you ever think about it?” you blurt out.
Your question catches EZ off guard. His mouth opens and closes a few times, trying to form an answer that won’t upset you.
“I guess at some point it’ll happen. When the time is right.” EZ finally replies. “Why do you ask, querida?”
“Just curious,” you shrug, “I’m not sure it will ever happen for me.”
The music fades and the crowd around you claps as the newlyweds finish their first dance. The DJ then inviting all couples out to join the Newlyweds on the dancefloor
“Come dance with me.” EZ stands up, holding out his hand for you to take.
“EZ, we’re not a couple.” You reject.
He goes to gently grab your hand. “We’re a couple of friends, now come on.”
With a roll of your eyes, you let EZ pull you to your feet, leading you towards the small dancefloor in the middle of the ballroom. He takes your hand, his other sliding around your waist, pulling you against his chest as you both sway to the soft beat of the music.
“You don’t really dance, do you?” you laugh as EZ curses under his breath, as he stumbles over your feet for the third time since you both started dancing.
“Not really, no. Mom tried teaching both Angel and I, and I guess it didn’t really stick.”
Adjusting your stance you pull him tighter towards you, both moving smoothly after, soon finding your rhythm. EZ only stepping on your toes a couple more times before the ending of the song. As the DJ fades into the next song, you both part and make your way back to your table.
“We should get married if we are still single in 5 years.” You announce as you take a sip of your wine.
In that moment, it seemed like a very logical idea to you. You and EZ have been best friends since College. He always listened to you rant on about every jerk who did you wrong. You were there during his time in Stockton. You both knew each other’s strengths, weaknesses, and deepest secrets.
What a nice wedding!😭. I mean it’s a honest thing to ask! And why not?!👀. He actually wants to get married?!😳👀😫! Okay I’m down! I really enjoyed this!!👏🏾🙌🏾👍🏾🥺❤️!
