You felt your peaceful dream slip away from you as the sound of muffled laughter slowly brought you back to reality. You closed your eyes tighter as you moved your foot back to nudge Joe who you had assumed was the one who was laughing, but when your foot hit nothing but the empty space beside you, you slowly blinked yourself awake.
“Bloody hell boys!” You said noticing Oli and Byron standing over you as you slept, a smile plastered on both of their faces.
“Sorry Y/N.” Byron said as his smile grew.
“Did you know that you smile in your sleep?” Oli asked as he pointed his vlog camera back towards you as you pulled the duvet up to your chin.
“I was having a good dream which you two ruined….why are you in here anyway? Where’s Joe?” You asked.
“You’ll have to find him.” Byron said handing you a pastel colored envelope with your name on it written in Joe’s hand writing.
“What is this?” You asked, sitting up and taking the envelope, looking questionably at the boys who exchanged smiles to each other, “It’s too early for these games Sugg.” You said out loud as you ripped open the seam.
“He’s not here Y/N” Oli laughed.
“And where is he?” You asked rhetorically as you continued to unwrap the contents of the envelope.
“Read it out loud so the people at home know what it says!” Oli said as you unfolded the piece of paper that was tucked inside.
“Dearest Y/N….” You read, pausing to look strangely up at the camera, “Sometimes I feel like our life together isn’t exciting enough so I thought ‘Hey! Let’s do a scavenger hunt!’ As you are aware (hopefully) you woke up to Oli and Byron, their job is to help you find the 7 other envelopes that I have hidden and vlog your progress. When you have found all the envelopes, you’ll be given a prize, that prize being yours truly as I’m sure you’ve already asked where I was. Not sure how long it will take you to find all the envelopes but I’ll see you soon.” You continued to read out loud.
“A scavenger hunt?”
“Yep so let’s go!!” Oli said as he panned the camera back and forth from you, Bryon and himself to show the excitement.
“Umm….there’s no clue as to where the next envelope is in here.” You said as you scanned back over the note, turning it over even to make sure you didn’t miss anything.
“Just go get ready.” Byron said unphased that you had no prompt as to what to do next.
“Are you just going to keep filming the entire time?” You asked Oli as you realized he was still filming.
“…is there an envelope somewhere in here?” You asked them both.
With no answer, the two boys parted leaving you with a direct sight line to the bathroom, “Is it in there?”
Getting nothing once again, you sighed as you pushed the duvet off of your body and headed over to the bathroom, flicking on the light to find another pastel colored envelope, this time with the number ‘2’ written on it, taped to the mirror.
You turned around and noticed the boys had followed you and were now standing in the door frame, watching as you ripped through the paper.
“Congratulations! You have found the second clue. Take this time to get ready for the day. Make sure not to skip over any part of your Saturday routine or you’ll miss the next clue.” You read.
“Any ideas where the next one could be?” Oli asked.
“Nope, but I’ll let you know when I do.” You said giving the boys and the camera a smile before closing the bathroom door on them.
The next thirty minutes or so was spent in the shower and in your wardrobe where you thoroughly searched for another envelope. With no luck, you threw on some clothes and a bit of makeup as you would every Saturday you supposed.
Oli and Byron glanced up at you at you walked down the stairs but they made no effort to get off the couch which meant they knew where the envelopes where hidden and you were nowhere close to find the next one.
Just as Joe had told you to, you began doing everything you typically did Saturday mornings. You began by making yourself some breakfast, unloading and loading the dishwasher and opened your laptop to check for any emails that may have came in late last night or early this morning.
“So are you two going to give me a clue as to where the next clue is or just sit on my couch?” You ask.
“You’re haven’t done everything you usually do on Saturdays.” Oli said without looking up from his phone.
“How do you know what I do on my Saturdays?”
“Y/N, think really hard. You’re forgetting something and they won’t be very happy with you later….” Byron said as he looked at you, his eyes shifting to the floor beside where you stood in the kitchen.
Your eyes followed his gaze to the potted plant that sat on the ground, “It’s in a plant? We have like 50 plants in this house!”
“Better get watering.” Oli said putting his phone down and pulling out the camera.
You silently cursed Joe’s name for letting him talk you into getting so many plants as you began filling the watercan that you grabbed from under the kitchen sink.
For the next 10 mins the boys followed you through the house as you watered each plant, keeping your eye out for an abnormally place piece of paper. With no luck inside, you headed outside and began watering those plants where you found the pastel paper hidden behind the tall grass of Joe’s favorite plant.
“Number 3…” You said tearing the clue open. “Got mail?”
“Well that was a shit clue Joe!” Oli said from behind you has he and Byron laughed.
“What did the clue say to order?” Byron asked as the three of you entered the coffee shop the sixth clue had told you to go to.
“My favorite drink.” You said looking around the busy shop for anything that remotely resembled an envelope, “Do you guys want anything?”
The three of you stood in line of the coffee shop Joe had asked you to come to shortly after the two of you had met four years ago. You hadn’t been in here much since that day but it still looked and smelt the same which made you smile. You glanced over that the large storefront windows that were lined with booths that were surprisingly unoccupied including the booth that you and Joe had sat in the day ages ago.
“And can I get a name for these?” The barista asked you.
“Y/N.” You said giving her a smile before you left to join Oli and Byron at the booth, “So now what?”
“Read the clue again.” Oli told you as he pulled back out the camera and brought it up to speed.
“You’re almost finished love. The penultimate clue is one of my favorites. It’s the only place that can satisfy your sweet-tooth. Order your favorite drink and sit at our booth.” You read.
“Y/N.” The barista said as she set the last of your order of drinks on the counter.
“Okay…so I have my drink, now what?” You said placing the three drinks on the table and sliding back into your seat.
“Read it again.”
“Oli there’s nothing in this clue! Just a rhyme that probably took Joe ages to come up with!” You said rereading the clue.
“Lemme see that.” Byron said as you gladly handed in the piece of paper, “Alright….congratulations…blah blah blah….order your favorite drink and sit at our booth. Okay, so you have your drink…-”
“And we are sitting at the booth.” You interrupted.
“Are you sure this is the correct booth?” Byron asked.
“Yes, it was the only one open that day and we continued to sit at this one every time we came in here because….” You trailed off as you remember why this booth was so special.
“Because why?” Oli asked as he continued to point the camera in your direction.
“The table.” You said as you started to feel around the underneath of the table, “There was a sticky note stuck to the underneath of this table that day that said something about being happy….” You paused as your hand ran over was what felt like an envelope.
“Wow Joseph, that was a good one.” Oli said surprised as you blushed and ripped open the clue.
“‘You make me happy in a way that no one else can’ is what the quote said. Back then I didn’t really think about that too much but as I got to know you and love you over the years, I realize that not only were we meant to find that sticky note but that it was talking about us. You make me so incredibly happy Y/N, even on the days where I don’t feel like smiling at all.” You said as you continued to stare at the paper for a few seconds after you finished reading before smiling and sliding yourself out of the booth, “C’mon boys, let’s go find Joe.”
The three of you walked the short walk from the coffee shop the the park where you and Joe had first met.
~ You were on your way home from work, dazed with an oncoming headache and just general stress when the next think you knew you were being caught from falling on your ass by the object that sent you tumbling.
“Sorry, sorry. Are you alright?” The man who was holding onto you asked.
“Um yeah I think so. Are you?” You asked finding yourself becoming lost in the man’s blue eyes.
“Yeah but I’m not the one who nearly fell to the floor.”
“Just the one who knocked me over.” You laughed as the stranger brought your back upright.
“Yeah again I’m sorry about that. I guess I wasn’t paying attention. I’ve had a pretty shit day actually and I was trying to sort things out rather than paying attention to where I was going.” The man stopped as he realized he was rambling, “And now I’ve just unloaded all of that onto a stranger. I’m sorry again.”
“It’s alright. I’m Y/N by the way.” You said giving him a soft smile.
You watched the man’s face swift from worry into an equally soft smile, “Joe.”
“Well Joe, it looks like we are no longer strangers are we?” You laughed.
“No I guess we aren’t. Hey, are you busy right now? There’s a nice little coffee shop down the road, I don’t know if you’d like to grab a coffee or something.” Joe asked.
“That’d be really nice actually.” ~
“So this is the infamous park!” Byron said as the three of you walked further into the park, “I’ve only heard stories about this place.”
“It’s hardly a park, just a shortcut from work to my old flat really.” You laughed as you turned left at a fork, “And right up here is where is all happened.” You said and smile creeped across your face as you noticed the figure that was sitting on a bench was your boyfriend.
“Hello love! I’ve been looking for you all morning!” Joe said as he stood up and pulled you into a hug.
“What was all this about? I’d say our life together is pretty exciting.” You said.
“I suppose it’s exciting but it’s just missing something.”
“And what is that?” You questioned as you watched Joe’s eyes shift to look past you.
You turned around and found the rest of the boys walking backwards as they carried something that they clearly didn’t want you to see yet. You watched as Byron ran over to help the boys as Oli stood back, his camera still pointing in your direction.
“A promise.” Joe said from behind you as he wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder as you continued to watch the boys, “A promise that I will love you forever and ever and no matter what. Because like that quote said, you make me happy in a way that no one else can and I don’t even want to test that theory out because I don’t want to risk losing you.”
Joe let his hands fall from your body as the boys finally made it to a reasonably distance. Byron backed away from the boys, giving them a thumbs up before they all turned around revealing what they were carrying. A large banner was stretched between them that read in big letters; ‘Will you marry me?’.
You turned around to Joe to find him down on one knee, a velvet box open in his palm.
“Y/N Y/L/N, will you mar-”
“Yes!!” You interrupted him with excitement, “Yes Joe, oh my god!”
Joe let out a small laugh as he stood back up, sliding the ring onto your finger before pulling you into a hug as the boys began to cheer behind you.
“That was a lot of work for a proposal.” You laughed before placing a kiss on his lips.
“I know and you didn’t even let me finish asking the question.” He laughed.
“I’m sorry, you can ask it again if you want.”
“Nope, nope. Moment’s over.” Joe said pushing you away before pulling you back in with a laugh before giving you another kiss.