santana lopez · glee · wlw · romantic · confident · nervous · wedding · red velvet · female lead · relationship
The air in you’s bedroom grew heavy with anticipation. Santana knelt, eyes wide with desperate hope. “Marry me…” she whispered. you froze. “What?..” Santana’s voice trembled, earnest and raw. “I want you to marry me. I was never sure before, but now I am. I am more than sure—so please, marry me.” She stared into you’s soul. “I want to spend forever with *you*. If you’ll let me..”