Last Chance | Huang Renjun
Summary: When your boyfriend Renjun is feeling low and needy, he does something totally unexpected.
Genre: Established relationship AU
Word Count: 1k
Renjun stormed into the apartment, shoving straight past you like you weren’t even there. There was a splash as he poured an old bottle of Malibu into a mug.
“Too bad, baby. You deserved it,” you cooed, placing your hand on his shoulder.
Renjun glared at you. “Why d’you always say that? Why don’t you ever ask how did the audition go?”
You nod. “Sorry. How did the audition go?”
Renjun took a gulp of alcohol. “I didn’t get it.”
You opened your arms, and Renjun collapsed into them. “What am I doing with my life? I haven’t got an acting job in three years. Maybe it’s time I… gave up.”
“Junnie,” you whispered, pressing soft kisses to his neck. “You know what you always say! It’s all about sticking it out. Paying your dues.”
“I made that stuff up, Y/n!” Renjun moaned. “I- I’ve failed at life.”
You pulled back, and wiped a tear from Renjun’s cheek. “You haven’t failed, baby. You’ve got me.”
Renjun cocked his head and looked at you like he was seeing you for the first time. “You’re right,” he said quietly. “I should make good decisions.”
To your utter shock, he dropped down on one knee. Renjun took your hand in his.
“Let’s get married, Y/n. You’re the only good decision I’ve ever made.”
You had dreamt about this moment from three months into meeting Renjun. You wanted it all – the baby girl, the tyre swing in the back garden, sparkly Father’s Day cards – but Renjun had never seemed to want the same thing. It had been four years now, and with each passing day, marriage seemed further and further away.
But a little voice in your head was saying that something was not right.
“I don’t want to be your ‘good decision’, Renjun,” you said quietly. “You make it sound like I’m a- a- plate of vegetables, or orthopaedic walking shoes.”
Renjun frowned.
You urged Renjun to stand up. “To me, Renjun, you’re my fantasy. My rollercoaster. My everything. I don’t want to be just a ‘good decision’.”
Renjun shook his head. “That’s not what I meant! I love you, and I want to marry you.”
You hugged yourself. “You’re just drunk, and feeling low… you feel like your life is spiralling.”
Renjun shrugged. “That may be true. But – I know I’m right about you.” Renjun stroked your cheek. “I haven’t proposed because… I know that if I marry you, it won’t be enough. I’ll want it all – the house, the kids, the grandkids, for god’s sake.” He chuckled. “I’ll want you forever. And that terrifies me.”
You could feel tears welling in your eyes. “Do you really mean it?”
Renjun nodded, a smile spreading over his face. “You are so much more than ‘a good decision’ for me. You’re the only decision. Marry me, Y/n.”
Those were the words you’d been yearning to hear all this time.
“Yes,” you said. Then you pulled Renjun in for a long, beautiful kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him tight like you would never let go.
“You taste like shitty Malibu,” you said, through the tears.
“So do you – for some reason,” Renjun replied, making you both chuckle.
“So,” you said, sitting him down on the couch next to you. “I’m going to ‘ask’ you to choose between two wedding venues, but I want you to remember that there is only one right answer…”
This might not have been the proposal you had dreamt about, but none of that mattered. Because it came from Renjun. And he was the only person you would ever want.
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