AN: This was going to be another short conversation chapter because I've kind of lost a lot of motivation for this story. But as I got to writing my motivation was "Poof, I'm back bitch". I wanted to put these two into a setting we haven't seen them in but I was hoping would be endearing. Anyways, enjoy.


STEP 8: Ask Santana out on a date

It was the Thursday before the proposal and Sebastian's nerves were finally getting to him; he was choosing to pretend that his plan had been executed flawlessly thus far. However, he was not going to ignorantly expect nothing to go wrong with the rest of his preparations. He still had to ask Santana out on a date and he was sure something was bound to go wrong. Suspicious was Santana's middle name (her second middle name being Evil) and while they had gone out together plenty of times to do couple things, he had never actually asked her out for a date. He thought about it and decided that it might be best to ask her if she'd like to go out for an "activity" rather than a date.

That night he laid in bed waiting for Santana to join him. It had been a long day for the both of them. He was still completing his residency and his hospital workload that day had been especially tiring. On the other hand, Santana had a diva moment in rehearsal that day for the production she was currently working in. They had both come home that day ready to hit the pillows.

Sebastian had just set aside a reference book on airborne bacteria when Santana finally emerged from the bathroom clad in his old high school lacrosse shirt. The sight of her at the end of the day, no make-up, hair down, in her pajamas, was something he felt he would never grow tired of. She scratched at her head and rubbed tiredly at her eyes as she made her way to him, climbing into the bed and curling into his side. He winced as she pressed her cold feet against his thighs but he knew that there was nothing he could say to get her to remove them. Instead, he wrapped an arm around her and pressed a kiss into her forehead, grateful for the calm moments like this.

"Baby, I was thinking of watching a movie at the drive-in Sunday evening. I figured we could grab dinner and then relax at the theater," Sebastian murmured, running his thumb along her bicep in slow strokes.

Santana ran her hand across his abs before responding. "Hmm, maybe next weekend. There's supposed to be a party on Sunday night celebrating the new show season. I heard that there are going to be a few big producers there so I want to make an appearance."

Sebastian's heart sank. He hadn't planned on her being occupied that evening. And even if she was, he would have never expected it to actually be important plans. He knew exactly how much her acting career meant to her and he didn't want to get in the way of an opportunity she found promising. But he didn't have a backup plan himself. He'd have to start all over. Maybe he could just reschedule everything. He wondered if she wouldn't mind him popping the question after the party at that as well.

"Oh, that's cool. Maybe I can go with you. You know, be your sexy arm candy"he tried to joke to keep down the bulge in his throat.

Her head twisted sharply as she shot him a glare. "Hell fucking no. Everyone there is a wolf. If they're not trying to get into your pants then they're trying to scout you and there is no way I'm going to let either fly. I've been hiding you for so long because I can't build my reputation as an actress if I'm beating bitches away from you."

Wait, what? "Is that why you never invite me to company parties, or let me join you for lunch at work?"

"Yeah, that's right. You're handsome as hell and if they got you to sing then you'd be ripped away from me. I worked my ass off to get you. I'd be damned if I let you go so easily."

How was Sebastian supposed to be upset when she was so precious to him? He decided that rescheduling the proposal would be worth it for her.

"Besides," she began again, "when I walk on the red carpet I'd look so much better with a hot doctor on my arm instead of another man-tool actor."

Of course.


The next morning Sebastian sat down with a timeline for his proposal, trying to think of the best way to reschedule everything before he finalized it with a few phone calls. As he lifted his cell to make the first call to the restaurant it began to ring in his hand. "Hello," he answered.

"Hey babe. I got the dates mixed up for the party and it's actually next weekend so we can go out on Sunday if you still want to."

Sebastian felt several veins in his head and neck twitch. Really, what was a little more unnecessary stress when proposing to the woman you love? "Yeah, I still want to go out. Don't plan anything else for Sunday then."

He got off the phone with Santana hoping this was all going to be worth it in the end.