I just love this scene so much because it’s something (married) couples do when they see their love after you come back from a long (here work related) trip. Just seeing the other person makes you forget whatever thinking/worrying or even if you’re just tired from the trip. But here, they are not married, not even engaged (though they always act like it) and he did not expect Aria to be there. But she is. And the pleasant surprise with a happy smile on his face (even it was a quick shot) can’t be missed. There is so much love and adoration in his eyes (so does she). Everything they say now, even they’ve said it before, like “I missed you” means more to them just because they really missed the warmth/love/care of each other. And all the time when he mentions “I like coming home to you” and after all the self-destruction and getting over it, that sentence carry more weight now, than any other time. Because, now there is an actual possibility and hope, that might happen. And might have made him think “how nice it would be to come home every day to the woman he fell head first?” And could have also been all the more reason or the sign for going ahead and propose her. They both have history and even though they got back together for only a few weeks (?!) what they had and have or how they feel about each other after all those years haven’t been changed.

Such a beautiful scene, the whole scene actually. And so many small details if you take the whole ezria relationship. And thanks to @dailyharding for letting me use her gif :) PS - Aria finds peace and quiet in Ezra’s apartment☺️ that also means she has her own keys to his☺️

“So, when should we get married?” he asked her enthusiastically.

Aria had barely woken up and they were both still lying in bed, taking their time on a lazy Sunday before starting the day. Ezra was leaning on one elbow, looking over at her with a grin across his face. She still had hair stuck to her face and one of her eyes was still partially closed. She pulled the sheets higher on her half-naked body, feeling a chill from the air conditioning.

“Can we take a little time to live as a happy engaged couple before we get into the not-so-fun part?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at his enthusiasm. She’d only said yes two nights ago, and they were over-the-moon happy. Their sex life was more exciting than ever the past two days. She knew well enough that this period would fade eventually, and they’d both return to reality. Getting into the nitty gritty of planning an expensive, complicated wedding would race them to that point even sooner.

“Since when is planning a wedding not fun?” he asked, creasing his brow. “Isn’t this what most women look forward to their entire lives?”

Aria glared at him.

“Right,” he said, scratching his neck.. “You’re not ‘most women.’”

She increased the deadly intensity of her glare.

“And that is why I want to marry you,” he added. He leaned down to peck her on the lips, causing her frown to turn upwards into a small, tired smile.

“If you think it’ll be so fun, why don’t you plan it?” she joked, not thinking he’d take her up on the offer.

“Okay,” he said.

Aria rolled her eyes, then scooched over so she was closer to him. He kissed her forehead, and they lay in bed for a little longer. And then, a little longer after that. She was still living in a happy bubble, and she wasn’t ready to let it pop just yet.


“I hope you don’t have any plans on Saturday,” he said the second she walked in the door.

She dropped her bag and keys on the kitchen table, then stood on her toes to give him a hello kiss. “Not yet,” she replied, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “What do you have planned?”

“Jen is going to show us three wedding venues, and we have reservations for lunch in downtown Philly at this restaurant I’ve been meaning to bring you to,” he explained. “I hope you don’t mind if she tags along? And then–”

Aria put her hand up, interrupting him. “Who is Jen?”

“Our wedding planner.”

Her eyes widened. “And how did you find her?”

“I asked Hanna,” he told her simply, as if it were obvious. “She said we’d be a good match, and she was right.” He looked up, distracted by a thought. “I need to think of a nice way to thank her…”

Aria tried to stifle a laugh.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, truly lost.

“My fiancé is a groomzilla,” she said before wrapping her arms around his waist and smiling up at him.

You told me once, a long time ago, that you couldn’t imagine your life without me and I told you that I wanted you in mine and we’d figure something out. We spent years apart, our world apart. Five years later when you walked in the door after all that time, it felt like the last flat stretch of track of a roller coaster ride, right before it comes to a stop, where your stomach’s flipping out and your knees are weak but you can breathe again. That’s when I knew. I want you in my life, Aria, for the rest of my life. I don’t ever wanna let you go. I have just one more thing to say. Aria Marie Montgomery, will you marry me?
—  Ezra Fitz proposing to Aria Montgomery