Hey readers! Yay! Something new! I found 30 wedding/engagement themed prompts on Tumblr, so I decided to write a bunch of little one-shots from them. (Credit to whoever wrote them) Daydreaming about their wedding got a purpose, ha-ha. I'll update as often as possible, but no promises on this one.

Right now, this is at K, but who knows where this is going to go...I'll warn you before each chapter what it's rating is.

Prompt: "I planned out this super romantic proposal and you just ruined it by beating me to whole proposing thing"

"Breathe Finn; it's going to be great. This is Rachel, stop freaking out. You have it all planned out perfectly." He mumbles to himself as he paces the tiny living room and fiddles with the tiny velvet box in his pocket. It's their 6 year anniversary, but he knows it's the beginning of their forever. He's got it mapped out to the second. First, dessert at a little café near their tiny New York apartment that has, what she claims to be, the best vegan cupcakes in the city. She loves it when they go out for only dessert. After that they are going to head to the Botanical Gardens. Rachel's never been but Kurt dragged Finn a couple weeks ago for one of their 'bro' days and he knew when he saw this place that was where he was going to ask her to marry him. There is this little hallway made from six foot bushes that leads to nothing but a bench with a canopy of flowers over it. It's private and romantic and he knows she's going to love it. Yeah, she's one for dramatics but when it comes to them, she's a sucker for an imitate date. He runs through his head again and again what he's going to say to her. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, I can't imagine the rest of my life without you. Will you marry me?" He repeats it in his head like a mantra until he hears her heels at the end of the hallway, and the closing of their bedroom door behind her. He whips around to see her emerge and he can't help the giant grin of his face. This was the girl he was going to spend his life with, once she agrees to it of course.

"You look incredible." He praises as he scans her figure, clad in a white shift dress with black lace sleeves that end right above her elbow. The look is topped off with a hot pink belt to make sure to show off her figure.

"Thank you." She smiles as she approaches him and plants a small kiss on his lips, her hands gently gripping his upper arms.

"You ready?" He asks, hoping the answer is yes, because he feels like he's about to burst.

"Um, yeah…but I wanted to talk to you about something first." She bites her lip as she takes his hand and leads him over to the two bar stools at their kitchen counter and they both sit, facing each other. "So…we've been together for a really long time, and I've been thinking that maybe it's about time to take our relationship to the next point."

"The next point?" He questions, where is she going with this?

"Yeah, I mean, I think we should…maybe…marriage. I mean, do you want to marry me?" He stares at her with wide eyes and is quite for longer than she's comfortable with. His entire face covered in shock. Just as she's about to list off all the reasons she's absolutely sure this is where they're at, he recovers but not with the answer she was hoping for.

"You've joking right? This was not how this was supposed to go." He groans as he spins around to place both his elbows on the counter and throw his head into his hands. She's automatically livid with his unenthusiastic response.

"Excuse me!? We're been together for six years, but you don't want to get married? What's even the point of all this then?!" She questions bitterly, as she motions back and forth between them. "What's the point Finn?" she repeats softly as she turns to the same direction he's looking. He can hear the tears ahead in her voice.

"Of course I want to marry you," He answers her questions into his hands, then lays his head on the counter speaking to the floor. "But if you would have waited like 2 hours…" he pulls the small box out of his pocket and places it on the stone between them, keeping his head down. It's silent for a few moments but the silence is defining, him waiting for her to speak and her not knowing what to say. Without warning she gets up out of her seat, stands behind him and warps he arms around his waist.

"I'm sorry…I messed it all up, didn't I?" She mumbles into his back.

"Don't be sorry," He laughs "It was your proposal." He lifts his head back up to look at her as she walks around to his side and holds one of his hands in both of hers. They lock eyes.

"I'm sure you had something wonderful planned, we could still-" He cuts her off,

"No, we really can't. I've lost that element of surprise. So I might as well…" He sighs as he rises to kneel in front of her. "Now, I know this might come as a surprise to you." He's rewarded with her laughter, "Rachel, I love you. I don't want to live my life without you. Will you marry me?" The smiles on both of their faces are blinding.

"Of course"