It’s nearing the 23rd of October and Keith has never gotten to see just how wonderful a Fall Festival is; Shiro took him to the Christmas Market the year before, so it had to be just as great, in his eyes.
Of course, Shiro also found this to be the perfect opportunity to propose to his boyfriend and make a day Keith would normally roll his eyes at something special. What better moment than the eve of his birthday, am I right?
And he has the whole shebang laid out; they’d have every dessert that can be made with pumpkin imaginable, Keith would complain that there wasn’t enough cinnamon, they’d ride the ferris wheel up to the top – and bam! Fiancé by midnight.
It isn’t so simple, though. Not after:
Someone bumped into Keith and spilled a hot pumpkin spice latte all over him, leading to a grumpy attitude for the following hour and he was forced to wear his boyfriend’s jacket to cover up the mess (the last part wasn’t so bad).
Shiro accidentally elbowed him in the face when he wound his arm back trying to win him a prize at one of the mini game stalls. He apologized profusely.
It began raining at an inconvenient time of night and the ferris wheel was permanently closed.
And Shiro finds out he’s allergic to something in the pumpkin pie; his face blows up like a balloon.
So, on the night he planned to propose, they end up spending the night at the hospital; Shiro swollen and disappointed, but Keith holding his hand the entire time helped. And when he tried to apologize for everything being ruined, he was surprised to find that Keith wouldn’t accept it, smiling at him fondly instead.
“I know what can make tonight better.”
“Waahf?”(He can’t talk, poor allergic boy).
“Ask me to marry you.”
“Howf dib you bknow?”
Keith just pulls the ring box from the front pocket of Shiro’s jacket that he was still wearing because SOMEONE forgot he put it in there for safe keeping. Dork.
“Oh.”
“Hurry it up. I’ve been waiting all night for this. Do you know how hard it was not to open it?”
And Shiro takes the ring, all shaky and nervous, and still swollen,,,
“Wi–”
“Yeah.”
Keith doesn’t even let him finish. “Save it for your vows,” he says; and the nurses that were all spying from behind the hospital room door shed a few tears.
Hello! more of this AU! As you can see I began doing the scenes with color, but it was taking too much time! So to speed it up a little bit I continued it with grey colors.
Thanks for all the love y’all gave to this random idea! I’ve had so much fun drawing it so far!
notes: points at thie hella beautiful sheith art by @nonis like fam. faaaam. i saw them working on this and it was ❤ ❤ ❤ sigh over and RT it here. Ugh those legs are just *chef kisses*
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“I don’t get paid enough for this,” Keith grumbled to himself as he kicked the stool into place in front of the tall shelf.
‘This’ being wearing a tight-fitting bunny girl costume, complete with dark stockings and low heels. He didn’t get paid enough to put up with this but whatever special costume nights they’d had had led to some amazing tips. Was it the revealing costumes themselves or the lower-than-usual prices that got people drunk faster than usual? Who knew.
Keith debated whether the loss of dignity and frankly uncomfortable heels were worth how much tips he earned on these event nights as he stepped onto the stool. As he searched for the case of Jim, Keith heard the storeroom door open.
Mayerine 