You and Wyatt were at the mall, currently sitting on a bench talking and eating ice cream. Originally, you had come with a group of friends, but they had all left, and now you two were waiting for your ride, which wouldn't come for another hour or two. Not that you or Wyatt minded; unbeknownst to the other, both of you were harboring huge crushes on each other.
"So, what do you wanna do now?" Wyatt asked, finishing the last of his ice cream. You thought for a moment, trying to think of any stores you hadn't gone to today.
"Oh, I know! Can we go to the candy shop on the second floor? I really want some lollipops," you suggested, and Wyatt smiled, nodding. He stood up from the bench, and extended a hand for you to take. Giggling, you took it, standing up. But, Wyatt didn't let go of your hand after that.
The two of you were quite the cute sight to see walking up to the candy shop; fingers interlaced tightly, both of you with cheeks of flaming red. Every once in a while, one of you would sneak a glance at the other, which would only make your cheeks blush harder.
Eventually, you made it to the candy shop, and Wyatt reluctantly let go of your hand so the two of you could look for sweets. You immediately started running about, scanning your eyes over all the candies and their flavors, selecting a few and putting them in the basket you had grabbed on your way in.
Wyatt couldn't help but smile and watch you. You looked so happy, quite literally like a kid in a candy shop. He pulled out his phone, sneakily taking a couple of pictures of you. He didn't even care about the quality of them, he just wanted to remember the moment.
It was in this moment, when you were reaching for a lollipop, the brightest smile on your face, that Wyatt knew he needed to tell you he liked you. At this point, he didn't even care if you didn't like him back, he just needed to. And, he wanted to do it in a very memorable way.
So, while you were distracted carefully picking out your candy, Wyatt put his plan into motion.
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After Wyatt had paid for your candy (you insisted on paying yourself, but this flustered boy was such a gentleman that he simply couldn't let you do that), you walked out into the mall, aimlessly wandering around. Wyatt made nervous conversation with you, trying to steer you to the place he needed to get to .
Eventually, you both made it to Wyatt's destination; the water fountain in the middle of the mall. By now it was getting late, and not many people were around, mostly just moms and their small kids, and a couple teenagers.
"Hey (y/n), stand here and close your eyes," Wyatt said, and you gave him a questioning look before doing what you were told. Wyatt reached into his pocket, got in position and said, "okay, open them."
In front of you was Wyatt on one knee, a ring pop in his hand being presented to you.
"Wyatt? What is this?" you asked, nerves suddenly erupting in your stomach. You were so hoping this was not a joke, considering you actually really liked Wyatt.
"Listen, I really like you. I have for a while now. I was scared to tell you, but when i saw you today, and you looked so happy and beautiful, I knew I needed to tell you. It's okay if you don't like me back, I get it, but I have to try. (y/n), will you be my girlfriend?" Wyatt rushed out, and by the end of it you were smiling ear to ear.
"Of course, Wyatt! Oh you dork, this is so cute," you responded, blushing as he slipped the candy ring on your finger. You hugged him tightly, then stood on your tip-toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. You couldn't think of anything that would make that day better.
