This oneshot was inspired by the Snugglers at Fanforum wishing for laundry room sex at one point, and then Kayla suggested they get engaged in the laundry room and then have laundry room engagement sex. Of course, this isn't smutty, but you get the idea.
"Hey," Leonard said as he entered the laundry room with his empty basket.
Penny was putting her clothes in the washing machine. "Hey you," she said affectionately.
He set the basket down and came over to kiss her. "I'd have waited for you if I'd known you were going to be down here today."
"You're too used to living with someone who has such a set schedule," she said, smiling.
"That's what I love about you," Leonard said, only half joking. "Spontaneous."
"That's me!" Penny said, dumping the rest of her clothes in the machine and setting it. She felt Leonard come up behind her and wrap his arms around her waist. "I didn't see you at all yesterday," he said. "I missed you."
"We texted all evening on the phone," she said, in a voice that was trying to suggest that he was being silly, but was failing miserably at hiding the fact that she'd missed him just as much despite their very short separation. "It's not my fault your job made you work nights."
He nestled his head into her neck, and she craned an arm around to put on the side of his head, using the other one to keep herself standing in a relatively upright position. He'd pinned her between his body and the washing machine. But she strangely wasn't uncomfortable.
"Will you marry me?" she said suddenly, twisting around so her back was pushed up against the washing machine and her stomach was against Leonard's.
He cocked his head slightly. "Here?"
She knew he was referring to the location, and she really didn't know herself. It just kind of…slipped out. But she couldn't retract it – she didn't want to; like the moment she told him she loved him, she'd accidentally been true to herself – and she couldn't tell him that it had just come out, not after all the crap she gave him for proposing during sex. "Why not?" She asked, sliding her hands up to his neck.
"You didn't put any thought into this, did you?" he asked.
She was about to protest, to bring up his proposal, but she saw the laughter in his eyes. "Maybe I'd never thought I'd do it in here," she admitted. "But you know what?" She looked at his lips and then raised her eyes to him.
Leonard kissed her then, his hands firmly on her hips, and she felt weak in the knees. He smiled at her when it ended. "Is that what you were going to say?"
Penny sucked in a breath. "Uh huh." She put her hands on his chest. "So is that a yes?"
"My answer is predicated on whether or not we're about to have sex in the laundry room."
"Whether or not we're about to have sex in the laundry room is predicated on your answer."
He smiled, and turned to the left, releasing her from against the washing machine and pushing her toward the table. She hopped up on it as he ran to the door and shut it, then returned to her.
Penny grinned into his kiss. "I was hoping that's what you'd say." She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding his upper body down against her. "Oh," she said, "and if there's a red mark on my stomach when I take my shirt off, it's because you held me against that stupid washing machine."