I need that short proposal to start a trend where Sanvers propose to each other all the time.

*after a long day*
Maggie: Alex I got you that taco from the food truck in Chicago.
Alex: Marry me.

*while Alex is on a trip*
Maggie: I miss you.
Alex: I put a bottle of bourbon under my pillow for you to snuggle.
Maggie: Marry me.

*Beating up rogue aliens*
Maggie: I’ll take the two on the left, you get the big one on the right.
Alex: what about the guy in the back?
Maggie: I thought we could share.
Alex: Marry me

*Maggie home sick*
Alex: I have NyQuil, take out soup, tissues,and four seasons of Buffy.
Maggie: *through a stuffy nose* Marry Me.