A/N: Prompt from an anon; Pucktana - Puck proposing to Santana after 6 years being together. Thanks!
Running his hands through his long mohawk bangs, Puck sucked in a deep breath. He could barely be patient enough for Santana to get off work - how did the universe expect him to be patient enough to wait for dinner? "San," he pushed open the shower curtain, automatically sliding his arms around her waist and pulling her into him, "Marry me."
Her mouth dropping open, Santana rubbed at her eyes, trying to get the shampoo and conditioner out of them. "Puck?"
"Marry me." Pressing his lips to her cheek, Puck dropped to his knee, kissing her stomach.
Santana's hands scrabbled at his shoulders. But as soon as her eyes cleared, she stared down at him. "Puck," she gasped, dropping to her own knees to match his level, "You're being fucking crazy."
He smirked at her. "Marry me."
Her mouth opening again, she closed it a second later. "Puck�"
He kissed her.
Laughing, shaking her head, Santana kissed him back. "You fucker. Yes. Yes."
