[A/N]: This is a prompt requested by my super awesome Twitter best friend: littlejaymogron! This is actually long over-due (like since last year) but I just finished high school last Tuesday so now I got lots of free time to update my fics. I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
"Babe, I'm running late. I have to go," She utters as she passes him by, stopping at his side to press a soft kiss to his cheek. "Love you."
"Hey wait! I'll drive you to McKinley," He says after a beat, smiling broadly, his hand coming to squeeze her forearm and the blonde smiles wildly back.
"You just want to show off your new convertible."
"Or maybe I just really want to drive my wife to work." He closes the gap between them on instinct, grabs the sides of her shawl, pulling it closer around her as he kisses her cheek.
He goes to their bedroom then appears a moment later and gives her a look that tells her it's time to leave. He's got his keys in his hand, his jacket slung around his arm.
It takes them approximately nine minutes to reach McKinley. They would be there in four minutes, if she didn't make him go to a drive thru for breakfast.
He parks right in front of the school entrance and waits for her to finish her pancake. But she keeps on laughing over the moment when the cashier began to dance and sing-along to Shaggy's "Mr. Bombastic" with them as they waited for the food.
"We have got to get a new morning drive song."
"Honey, you're twenty minutes late."
Finally, she glances at her watch. She imagines a room full of students scrambling to talk to each other; it's incredibly noisy and they're all rowdy, so she shrugs. "It's the first day of school. No one wants to learn Geography — in the first day of school — at first period. I'll just skip it,"
However, she changes her mind as she angles her head to the side when she sees two figures approaching the school at a fast pace. "Besides, I'm not the only teacher who is late," She says as she packs what's left of her pancake.
He turns his head to where she's looking at and then laughs heartily; he remarks at the way Emma was walking. "I guess they had too much fun in the bedroom."
"Well, I for one do not want to have an awkward encounter at this time of the morning so I'm going to go now."
As a gesture of his approval, he brought one hand up to hold the back of her head, smashing their lips together in a kiss of such intensity that neither of them noticed that Will and Emma had already pass them by.
"I'll see you later, Carl."
"I'll see you later, Holly."