Disclaimer: Glee is not mine. At all.
A/N: This'll be a bunch of random one-shots/drabbles that come to me. Hope you enjoy!
Here, have a real short one.
A soft puffing of air filled the otherwise quiet room. A calm serenity seeping into the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the bed. Two naked bodies lie wrapped up in one another.
"We're going to get married."
A slow smiled spread the lips of the silent girl, looking up to the other with affectionate confusion.
Her lover kept her gaze on the ceiling above, waiting for the thrumming of her heart to settle.
"One day, Rache, we're getting married."
Dark eyes turned to the smile offered her, no question shining through. It was a statement. A fact.