Sara Crispino (Over Protective Pt.1)
(Y/N)
Dearest Sara,
It pains me to write about this but your brother, he keeps sending me little glares and tells me of how we shouldn’t be together, he isn’t wrong but I love you too much to let you go. Perhaps, both of us speaking with him would ease his nerves about our relationship. Please consider this, I would like to actually get onto good terms with him before we elope.
With all my heart,
(Y/N)
Sara
Fairest (Y/N),
Michele is just overprotective, I told you about this when we first met, But yes I will speak to him about him. Do not worry your lovely round tush ;). We need to speak more about our situation later, such as, whose last name will we use, I would like to use yours because Mickey will allow for children that have my surname since he is a male. When are you coming into town, that way I can arrange for me to be home alone? Or would you like to meet my parents before we are to run off out of city limits and make it official in your cute little hometown?
With love,
Sara Crispino * soon to be (L/N)*
You blushed as you read Sara’s letter to you, it was very sweet of her to talk to Michele, you wanted to get along with everyone in her family since you two were to get married in your hometown since it was one of the few towns that allowed same sex marriage and provided an actual license so they couldn’t say it was a fake marriage.
You were to be escorted to her house tomorrow as a surprise so you could actually meet her parents without having Sara interfere and influence you in anyway to not meet them. She had met your parents plenty of times and they actually loved her, your 2 sisters were a little harder to convince but they soon learned to love and accept the two of you. At least she knew you had a supportive family that would gladly keep the secret from society and had a family friend that would agree to be your fake husband if the occasion came up for it.
Finally the day you were to meet the love of your life’s parents had come, You walked up to the door and knocked on it gently before dusting off your light blue gown. Michele opened the door and gave you a harsh glare which made you bow your head in shame.
“Michele? Who is at the door? OH IS THIS YOUR GIRLFRIEND? YOU NEVER MENTIONED HER! I’LL GO TELL YOUR FATHER!” A nice looking woman dressed in a light red gown exclaimed as her husband and Sara peeked down the stairs.
“NO! That is not my girlfriend-”
“She’s mine”Sara smiled as she rushed down the stairs to give you a hug. “Mother, Father this is (Y/N) we want to get married” she softly kissed your cheek as she pulled you inside.
Michele immediately started talking about how he was the only one who was fit to satisfy and protect his sister, glaring at you as the twins parents ushered you to the dining room to have a nice meal and to talk.
“How did you two meet?”
“Oh uh Michele actually introduced us when Emil was talking with her, I don’t think he meant to set us up though” You giggled as you looked at Michele’s pouting figure.
Sara’s parents showered the two of you in more questions, specifically over your wedding and how it was going to happen.
“Father, don’t you think that (Y/N) isn’t fit to marry your only daughter? And what will we do when they start asking about Sara’s husband?” Michele started to question, giving you a little smirk as if saying that he had won.
“ My neighbors are married and they said that if we ever needed a fake husband for any occasion one of them would be willing to fill in the role so that we can go along happily, and my town actually grants marriage licenses for couples like Sara and I. My parents are fully supportive and have more of the details if you want to know them.” You spoke proudly as Sara squealed and hugged you.
“Please mother, she came all this way just to meet the two of you and tell you of our plan!” Sara exclaimed, as you hid your face in her shoulder.
After an hour of chatting the details over and giving them the address to your home so that they could keep in touch with you and your family, they finally agreed to letting the two of you marry in three months. The result made Michele upset but after seeing how happy you made his lady-er your lady, he gave in and welcomed you into the family.