It was a warm spring night when their engagement took place. Both Santana and Rachel had a short break at college, so they decided to pay a visit to their parents, while Santana had other plans for that time as well. Much to her dismay, her girlfriend was a hopeless romantic, so the proposal couldn't be ordinary or, she feared, Rachel wouldn't accept it.
At exactly two o'clock in the morning, there was a hit on Rachel's window. The two of them decided to stay at separate houses just to please their parents. It was, actually, all part of Santana's plan. The diva woke up almost immediately and hurriedly came to her window, only to be surprised to see her girlfriend standing in the backyard.
"What are you doing here?" She said, a little too loud but not enough to wake up her dads.
"Come with me." Santana answered back. Unlike on their first date, this was enough to convince the smaller brunette to instantly change into some decent clothes and climb down the tree by her window. After she got down, the Latina took her by hand and, without explaining anything, led her to the car that was parked in front of the house.
"Where are you taking me?" Asked Rachel in vain; Santana offered no response to the question but just continued driving for another ten minutes and then stopped at a very familiar field. After getting out of the car, they approached the already set picnic and sat there.
None of the girls spoke for a couple of minutes before Santana decided that it was time to break the silence. "You know, I loved you from the moment I first kissed you after our first date. It was magical; I thought about nothing but that for a couple of weeks after. I always knew you are the one I wanted to marry." She said, not really looking at the diva throughout the statement but finding stars much more interesting. Rachel stood perfectly still for a moment; they never really talked about marriage and their future together. "Oh gosh, did I just say that? Well, I guess now I need to get a ring, 'cause I know you won't let me not think about it for days after this…" She spoke slowly while taking a small box out of the picnic basket. "What do you say?"
"I…" Rachel started; she definitely didn't expect that, that's for sure. She was too stunned to answer at that moment, not knowing really how to reply, which brought a certain amount of worry to the Latina. One thing she was positive about, Rachel was never speechless. She thought that the diva would accept in a second, without hesitation, so concern raised with every moment spent in silence. She had sweaty palms and she tried to wipe them as she sat up from her almost lying position.
Rachel, on the other hand, was filled with surprise but never doubted her answer. She never doubted that she would say yes to the girl she loved. She was just blown away with the spontaniousness of the proposal to accept right away. But obviously, Santana wasn't the kind of girl to stick to the traditional ways.
"I- yes!" Rachel practically yelled when she found the voice to speak, a smile spreading on her, previously emotionless, face.
"Really?" The Laina asked, shocked because she was completely ready to face rejection and, even though it would be very hard, try to move on and accept that they were not meant to be together.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I?" The diva asked as she stood up and made her way to her fiancée and sat beside her. "You are the one that I want."
"I was just scared…" The Latina spoke in a low, almost hearable voice.
"You know I can never say no to you, baby." She said as she kissed the girl.