AIR || CARLSON YOUNG [1]

THIRTY-EIGHT

They were on the couch watching some reruns of Glee when Carlson looked at her girlfriend and smiled, gesturing to the proposal between Santana and Brittany.

"That will be us one day," she whispered before cuddling in Lacey's side, reminding her a little of a cat. Speaking of cats, Francis was sleeping on Carlson's feet so she could barely even move when she cuddled into Lacey.

"You want that?" the taller of the two asked with a smile, her whole stomach feeling warm at the thought.

"Yeah, because marrying you is at the top of my bucketlist," Carlson said and grinned widely, making Lacey's cheeks heat up and turn a deep shade of pink. "It would mean that I'm yours and you're mine legally, and there's nothing else I would rather want."

"This is so cute I'm gonna die," Violet whispered as she made her way from the kitchen back to the guest room to continue cleaning up before she moved out.

i just rlly like fluff okay