A/N: I don't own Glee nor the characters within. An anon asked for a Santina wedding drabble, and I figured it had some merit (or rather enough people on tumblr liked it), so here you go. XD Thanks!

Tina can't feel her face. It isn't that she's been drinking - she hasn't been - but it's more like what she's feeling right now is like being drunk on more than 100 drinks at a time. She can't believe this. Five years after hooking up with Santana at the second glee get together, five years after two break-ups and countless dates, and five years after Tina's future became Santana and not Asian #2, this is finally the day she had never thought would come.

But it has. And, amid a small smattering of panic, Tina's more excited than anything.

Hence the non-feeling.

"If you become any more red," Rachel smiles at her as she puts the finishing touches on Tina's hair, "I'd be afraid you were getting sick. But it's all happy nerves, am I right?"

Tina stares at her. "Happy. Yes. I..." she trails off, tears building in her eyes, "Santana..."

"Oh god. Tina. Stop." Jumping up from the love seat, Quinn grabs a tissue from the nearest box and dabs at Tina's eyes. "Save the waterworks for the actual ceremony, okay? Sure, Santana would still find you beautiful, but wouldn't you rather her getting to see you not mascara-dripping at first?"

Sucking in her tears as much as she can, Tina nods. "Right. Right."

Rachel and Quinn exchange humorous grins.

Santana can't stay still. Pacing back and forth, hands shaky at her sides, she's babbling things even she can't understand at Kurt and Puck. "But, marriage. It's happening. She said yes. And today. Today."

"Today you're getting married to her," Kurt nods, studying his nails, "In less than an hour, I might add."

Santana's face goes red. "An hour?" She clears her throat, then whirls around, staring at the two men, "Can I go see her? Now? I want to see her."

Jumping up, Puck slides his arms around Santana's waist, pulling her back around to trap her between him and Kurt. "Stop, San. I may not know what's going on exactly with this wedding thing, but I do know it's bad luck to see the wife before the actual ceremony."

"Yeah, and you know it's going to be even more special," Kurt chimes in. Studying Santana, hands fluttering around her face and hair as he takes one last look, he smiles at her. "Excited?"

"More than you know." Licking her lips, grateful for the staying lipstick, Santana smiles back at him. She pauses. "She said yes. She said yes!"

Kurt looks at Puck, rolling his eyes. "She did," he nods, taking her hand to pull her to the couch where Puck had already sat down, "But why don't you tell us all about it. Again?"