Daughter of a Witch

AU - The Proposal Plan

The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the Vidal household, casting golden streaks across the cozy living room. Y/n lay sprawled on the couch, her favorite hoodie oversized and comfortable as her leg hung lazily over the armrest. The rhythmic thump of her music pulsed faintly through her headphones as she doodled absentmindedly in her sketchbook, a mix of geometric patterns and whimsical creatures filling the page.

Rio stood by the sink in the kitchen, staring out the window toward Agatha's house next door. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, twisting and untwisting the fabric as she replayed her plan in her head. She'd been mulling this over for weeks, but now that she was ready to take the leap, nerves threatened to overwhelm her.

She glanced toward Y/n, who was in her own little world. Taking a deep breath, Rio wiped her hands on a dish towel and entered the living room.

"Hey, sweetheart," Rio said, leaning against the doorway.

Y/n glanced up, tugging off her headphones. "What's up?"

Rio stepped further into the room, her expression a mix of determination and hesitation. "Can we talk for a minute?"

Y/n sat up straighter, setting her sketchbook aside. "Of course. What's going on?"

Rio perched on the arm of a nearby chair, her posture unusually stiff. "It's about Agatha," she began, her voice softer than usual. "I... I've been thinking about proposing to her."

For a moment, Y/n stared at her, wide-eyed. Then, a massive grin spread across her face. "Are you serious?!"

Rio laughed, a little relieved by her daughter's reaction. "Yeah, I'm serious. But I wanted to talk to you about it first. I know it's been an adjustment, and the three of us are navigating this dynamic with her living next door. I don't want you to feel like I'm rushing into anything."

"Rushing?" Y/n said, her tone incredulous. "Mami, you've been in love with her forever. This is awesome! She makes you so happy, and I love her too. This is the best news ever."

Rio's shoulders sagged with relief, a grateful smile tugging at her lips. "You really think so?"

"Absolutely," Y/n said without hesitation. Then she leaned forward, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "But we can't just slap something together. We've got to make it perfect."

Rio laughed, her nerves easing further. "I was hoping you'd say that. I definitely need your help."

"Okay," Y/n said, hopping off the couch and grabbing her phone. "Step one: the ring. Do you have one yet?"

"Not yet," Rio admitted. "I wanted your input."

Y/n's grin widened as she began scrolling. "Oh, this is going to be so fun. Agatha deserves something timeless. Elegant but not over-the-top-just like her."

Rio nodded, watching as Y/n's excitement bubbled over. "And what about the proposal itself?"

Y/n tilted her head thoughtfully. "Well, Agatha's definitely not a big-public-spectacle type. Something intimate would be better. A dinner at home would be perfect."

"That's what I was thinking," Rio said. "Dinner here, just the two of us. But I'll need you to keep her distracted."

Y/n smirked, already plotting. "Leave that to me. I'll drag her into one of my overly complicated school assignments."

"You're scary good at this," Rio teased.

"It's a gift," Y/n replied, grinning. "Alright, let's finalize this plan."

The pair spent the next hour brainstorming, Y/n's creativity shining as she helped pick out a stunning sapphire ring online, nestled between two delicate diamonds. They discussed decorations, music, and even Agatha's favorite meals.

By the time they wrapped up, Rio felt more confident. She reached over and squeezed Y/n's hand. "I couldn't do this without you, kid."

Y/n squeezed back, her expression soft. "You've got this, Mami. Agatha loves you."

The next day, the plan went into motion. Y/n walked next door with a stack of papers in hand and a determined look on her face.

"I need help," she declared dramatically when Agatha opened the door.

Agatha leaned against the doorframe, smirking. "Is this another last-minute panic over an essay you've procrastinated on?"

"First of all, yes," Y/n said, holding up the papers. "Second, it's kind of your fault for being so good at explaining stuff."

Agatha laughed, stepping aside. "Alright, come in. Let's see what kind of academic disaster we're dealing with today."

Back at home, Rio was a whirlwind of activity. The dining table gleamed under soft candlelight, adorned with a bouquet of lavender and white roses. Agatha's favorite dishes sat waiting, and the aroma of homemade lasagna filled the air. Rio double-checked everything-the playlist, the wine, the small velvet box tucked safely in her pocket.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Y/n texted from next door: Mission accomplished. She's heading over!

When Agatha walked in, her steps faltered. The room was bathed in a warm, golden glow, the candlelight dancing off the walls. Rio stood in the middle of it all, a nervous but radiant smile on her face.

"Rio," Agatha said softly, her eyes sweeping over the scene. "What's all this?"

"Dinner," Rio replied, stepping closer. "Just us. No distractions."

Agatha's smile widened as Rio led her to the table. They ate slowly, their conversation light but meaningful, punctuated by shared laughter. The comfort they'd built over years together filled the room.

As they finished dessert-a rich chocolate mousse, Agatha's favorite-Rio's heart began to race. She rose from her chair and knelt beside Agatha, pulling the velvet box from her pocket.

"Agatha Harkness," she began, her voice steady but full of emotion. "You've brought so much light into my life. You challenge me, make me laugh, and show me love every single day. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

Agatha's hands flew to her mouth, her eyes brimming with tears. For a moment, she was speechless. Then she nodded fervently. "Yes. A thousand times, yes."

Rio slipped the ring onto her finger, her own eyes glistening as she stood. Agatha embraced her tightly, their laughter mixing with happy tears.

From the window, Y/n peeked through the curtain, her grin so wide it hurt her cheeks. She gave a little fist pump of triumph before ducking out of sight, leaving her mom and soon-to-be mom to their perfect moment.

That night, as Rio and Agatha sat together on the couch, holding hands and basking in the glow of their engagement, Y/n finally joined them.

"Told you she'd say yes," Y/n teased, plopping beside them.

Agatha laughed, pulling her into a hug. "And I'm guessing you had something to do with all this?"

"Maybe a little," Y/n said, grinning.

The three of them settled into the couch, wrapped in warmth and love. The stars outside twinkled like the future awaiting them.