Hey guys :D It's me again lol. So, I heard that gay marriage was finally legalised in New York (Yay!) and I figured I might as well make a fic about it. At first, this was going to be a short, probably 1 chapter ficlet, but I think it has potential, so I am taking it further and exploring what it could bring :D Also, this is my first time writing Faberry or Rachel in any way, so sorry if it's awful or if they're incredibly out of character xD To anyone who's been reading 'That's how we do it in Lima Heights', one of my other fics, don't worry because I'm still very much into that story line, and I'm still going to be updating as often as I can! But this idea sprung to mind and I couldn't let go of it. So anyway, sorry about my babbling, on to the fic xD
The warm glow of the TV was in the background as Santana and Brittany carried on with their normal daily routine. Santana was sitting at the table in their Ohio apartment filing some paperwork whilst Brittany was making dinner to the sound of music blasting around her, sometimes stopping temporarily to dance to it. The Latina's head shot up as she heard something that could be of interest coming from the TV.
"Babe, could you turn that down for a second please?" She requested from her girlfriend, to which she complied, turning off the music. She walked into he lounge to find out what the brown eyed girl was so intrigued about.
'Gay marriage has been officially legalized in New York; Equality has taken over!' The news presenter said, causing the couple to turn around and smile at each other, sparkling bright blue eyes clashing with deep brown ones mid air.
"Hear that Britt? Gay marriage has been legalised in New York!" She beamed at the tall blonde, standing up so she could be face to face with her.
"Now every other place just needs to follow suit" She replied, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on the Latina's lips. Santana quickly deepened the kiss, brushing her tongue along the blonde's lower lip, begging for access. The blonde quickly responded, eagerly parting her lips slightly to allow access. Brittany wrapped her arm around her girlfriend's back, entangling her other hand in her hair. Santana pulled away and she broke the comfortable silence the couple had fallen into, still staring intently into the taller girl's eyes.
"Let's do it." She offered.
"Sure" The blonde smirked lustfully, her hands swiftly and quickly moving to the other girl's waist.
"No, not that!" She giggled. "Well, that too but... Let's get married. Let's go to New York, and get married." Santana added, making the blonde's mouth gape open.
"Santana... San, are you serious? Plus, New York is at least a good 9 hours car journey away" She struggled to get out, still shocked over the brunette's suggestion.
"I know, but it's worth it. Of course I'm serious! Babe, I love you so much. I can't picture my life without you, I don't see how this can not work out. We've been living together for 5 years now, and we've been together for 7; since we were 16 and in high school! I want to spend the rest of my life with you, so we might as well take the final step, the final plunge! " She kneeled down dramatically on one knee as she continued, clearing her throat. She pretended to fix an imaginary bow tie around her neck. "Brittany Susan Pierce, will you marry me?" Brittany took her hand and pulled her back up.
"Yes!" She exclaimed more than enthusiastically as she pulled her fiancéup from the floor her eyes welling up with emotion and unshed tears threatening to fall at any given moment. She quickly enveloped her in a tight embrace as she whispered the word 'Yes' over and over in the Latina's ear, resting her chin on her shoulder.
"I love you so much; you have no idea how much I love you" Brittany said as she lifted her head up, staring at her 23 year old fiancé's brown orbs. Santana returned the gazing, melting into the pools of blue opposite her as they both beamed at each other.
"Me too." She responded, pressing her lips gently to Brittany's.
"Does this mean I get to call you my fiancé?" The blonde queried, her smile planted on her face. This is how Santana loved seeing her; Happy beyond words, and she loved that she could be the one that was the cause of that. She cupped the blonde's cheek with her palm as her lips curled upwards slightly so that she was smiling sweetly at her.
"Yeah." She answered to Brittany's question. "Fiancé" She repeated, cherishing the way the word rolled off her tongue so smoothly. "My fiancé." She brought the blonde's face towards her own and kissed her once more.
"Oh my God!" Quinn breathed down the phone. "Wait, repeat everything you just said to me. Are you messing with me?" This earned a chuckle from the already beaming blonde on the other line. Her and Santana had decided to tell people about their engagement the next day, and naturally, Quinn was the first person she would call.
"Of course I'm not! Santana proposed yesterday. She was doing some paperwork and watching the news and the broadcast about gay marriage in New York came on, and I walked in there to see what all the fuss was about." She sighed and Quinn nodded on the other line.
"Yeah?" The hazel eyed blonde offered when she remembered Brittany couldn't see her.
"And the next moment, there she is giving me some heartfelt speech and asking me to marry her! I obviously said yes"
"But Britt, New York is hundreds of miles away!" Quinn responded, her phone wedged between her ear and her shoulder as she walked to her kitchen, opening the fridge and soon closing it as she realized nothing suitable for her to eat was in there. She made her way down to the couch and she brought her knees to her chest as she sat down in her plain white tank top and plaid pyjama bottoms. "Anyway, I'm super happy for you guys! I never thought Santana would be the one to propose. Then again, it's not like she hasn't surprised me in the past." She shrugged.
"Thanks, I'm so excited! We're probably going to take off to New York and sort things out later this week. We're just going to check some things out, like where to stay and stuff. San says she wants the wedding," Brittany smiled at the word "to happen as soon as possible. Obviously you guys are the first people we would invite."
"We'd better be! After all we've done for you two- primarily in high school!" The two blondes laughed loudly. "Anyways, I've got to go. Rachel is about to wake up and I want to make breakfast for her. You know how she can get in the mornings. Tell Santana I said congratulations!" Brittany hummed in response on the other line. "Also, say I said this." Quinn made a whipping noise down the phone and she laughed at herself. "That girl is so whipped by you. Bye Britt, talk to you later! Don't you dare not call me later so I can speak to both of you."
"Bye Quinn" She said before the blonde put the house phone back in it's respective place. Sure enough, Rachel walked out of their room rubbing her eyes, still trying to adjust to the morning light. The taller girl walked over to her girlfriend and wrapped her arms around her.
"Morning baby girl." She said as she pressed her lips to the brunette's. The twosome had gotten together during college when they finally came to terms with their feelings for one another. "Guess what?"
"What?" The smaller girl said lazily.
"Brittany and Santana are getting married" Rachel's eyes shot open as she heard her girlfriend. "Yeah, that's what my reaction was when I found out that Santana was the one who proposed." She said, noticing the diva's reaction. "And guess what's even better? The wedding's going to be in New York. You've always wanted to go there outside of work!" Rachel had been working in a few big broadway productions here and there, achieving quite a large amount of success.
"Seriously!" She exclaimed, laughing slightly.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, its just... Out of all of us, I would have thought Santana would be the Lastone of the old glee club to settle down. But I'm glad that it's with Brittany. Those two really love each other, you could always see it, even if they didn't know it." Quinn just nodded and chuckled with her.
"I completely agree. Come on, let's make some breakfast. I bought you some vegan bacon yesterday. I didn't want you to feel left out" She winked as she pressed another kiss to her girlfriend's lips and walked into their large kitchen.