so actually this one-shot is really short, but whatever. they aren't really supposed to be long anyway. i have two new stories planned since i have finished writing HTTT and only need to update it every now and then. i started writing these two a few days ago and have the first few chapters.

one is an assassin's creed AU that takes place in Civil War time

the other is sort of like an ocean's eleven AU. they form a team of six to steal things basically

so yeah that's all i have planned let me know if you'd like to see one of those i'll post it pretty soon not sure when exactly

(If You're Wondering If I Want You To) I Want You To - Weezer

Iancorn

Ian sat down in the booth, bouncing his leg up and down nervously. He was worried. David was late.

David had never been late before. Maybe now was not the best time to propose.

"Hey, Ian. Sorry I'm late." David kissed his cheek before sitting down opposite him.

"Don't be. It's fine." Ian shrugged, smiling at him, "I'm just glad you're here."

"Two years, huh?" David grinned, "We've been dating for two years."

"Smosh Games isn't even that old." Ian sighed happily, "I'm so glad we decided it was too hard to try to be in a relationship when we were both too busy; we got a new channel and I got to work with my boyfriend."

They ordered and ate their food. Ian ate quickly. He wanted to ask him so bad it hurt. The black box felt like it was searing a hole into his leg.

David shook his head, "Do you remember how we met?"

Ian closed his eyes, "Like it was yesterday. We were at a party that Clevver had thrown, and we immediately hit it off and fucked in the bathroom like three times before we left."

"I meant the things we talked about."

"We talked about ourselves. I asked lots of questions about you and you asked lots of questions about me. We got to know each other better. Then I fucked you three times in the bathroom."

"Yes, Ian. I remember the bathroom. How am I supposed to forget it?"

Ian grinned, "I love you so much."

He wasn't sure if he should do it now or later, and he didn't know if he should at all. Did David even want him to propose? What if he didn't want to be married? What if David was happy just dating him?

"Hey." David said softly.

"Yeah?"

"I know what you're thinking about, and Ian, I want you to."

Ian leaned across the table and kissed him, "I want you to marry me."

"I want to marry you, too." David smiled at him, "I want that more than anything."

"More than-"

"Yes more than I wanted you to fuck me in the bathroom that night." David rolled his eyes at him.

Ian paid and pulled David outside. He held the box out to him, "That was really untraditional, so now I have to do this the right way."

"You don't-"

Ian got down on one knee and opened up the box, "Will you marry me?"

"Of course I will." David smiled, "Now don't give a sappy, long speech about how much you love me. Just show me."

When they got home, Ian put in a cheesy romantic movie. Ian held David for most of the first one, but then he got up to get popcorn and came back down to hold Ian instead. Ian sat in his lap and snuggled against him. After the third movie, David interrupted their cuddle session.

"You know, when I told you to show me, I didn't mean this."

"I don't care what you meant. This is what you get."

"This is what I want." David kissed him quickly, "You."

"Me?"

"You're all I want."

"You're all I want too, David."