A/N: Okay well I was on pinterest and I saw something from tumblr that said, "Imagine your OTP proposing repeatedly at different restaurants to get free food." So naturally I said "Heck yes!" and started writing. This is super short, but IDK man, I was bored and wanted to write something.

Also this takes place in the Marvel Universe but with a few changes. Like the team exists, but Hydra never came back and Ward isn't a traitor and I don't have to be emotionally traumatized.

Disclaimer: I don't own Agents of Shield. If I did, Ward would be good still and the SkyeWard ship would be sailing full-speed towards the horizon. Same with FitzSimmons (Will would DEFINITELY not exist, don't even get me started).

The night sky, visible from the restaurant's patio where Skye and Grant were seated, was beautiful. There was a large trellis acting as a ceiling of sorts, with flowered vines and white fairy lights weaved around it. There was soft music being played by a violinist in the corner.

Skye, Grant thought, looked absolutely beautiful in her short white dress and gold heels. Grant himself was dressed in his usual suit. Despite being worn constantly, Skye still thought he looked amazing when he wore it.

Dinner was ordered and served and eaten. Before they brought out the dessert, Grant proposed a toast.

"Skye," he said, "It's been a long road for us, what with me kidnapping and interrogating you, and then you joined the team. We've had our bumps in the road and I shut you out when you didn't deserve it, among other things. But if I know anything, it's this: All the obstacles we've faced and all the trials we've endured are some of the best things to ever happen to me. Because of them, I met you, I learned to trust you and let you into my life, and I learned to love you. I love you now and I'll love you a hundred years from now. Skye, will you marry me?"

And with that, he knelt down on one knee and produced a small box from his pocket. He opened it to reveal a stunning silver ring, covered in diamonds.

Skye barely had time to gasp before she was shouting, "Yes!" and throwing herself into Grant's arms.

The people seated around them burst into applause at the proposal they just witnessed. Their waiter came over with their desserts and said, "All of the restaurant stall would like to congratulate you on your engagement by covering the fee for your meal."

The pair had barely made it into the cab before they burst into laughter.

"I think this is the best idea you've ever had!" Grant exclaimed.

"Oh I know," Skye said. "I mean we're engaged AND we've eaten free for a whole week!"

"You know, I'm still a bit shocked that you're okay with this. It's not exactly a great engagement story."

Skye laughed. "What do you mean it's not a great story? Someday we'll get to tell our kids about how their parents tricked all the neighborhood restaurants into paying for their meals because they got engaged repeatedly! And our story will be unique! When people ask about our engagement, we'll tell them they were all great but that they'll have to specify which one they mean, and we'll see how confused they get."

Grant leaned in and kissed his fiancée. "You're the best future-wife ever."

"Mmm I know," Skye whispered as she kissed him again.