dreac3asked you:
How about a Stripper! Mercedes and Sam pays her for a lap dance? It doesn't even have to be smutty. He can be geeky and wind up trying to hold a conversation while she gives him his dance. Your choice lol
Mercedes looked seductively at the blonde man sitting in the chair before her. She slowly sauntered over to him and dragged her fingers lightly down the side of his face.
"Um...so do you work here a lot?" he squeaked out. She smiled at the nervous man and nodded.
"Mhm, baby," she winked, "I'm always here to give you a good time," she sat on his lap and straddled him.
"Well is that really possible?" she raised her eyebrow, "Wouldn't you eventually have to eat and sleep." What the hell is wrong with this man?
"Nope," she slightly stood up and pushed her breast into his face. "I survive by making my customers happy."
"That seems highly unlikely," He laughed nervously, "You'd die without sleep and food," she got up and walked behind him and played with his hair. "I watched a nature show once where a man almost died because he had no water." She rolled her eyes and restrained herself from stuffing her bra into his mouth.
"Why don't you just sit tight and quiet for me honey as I dance for you," she walked in front of him and slowly removed her bra strap from her shoulder.
The blonde man turned red, "You have a lovely shoulder?" she grinned at him, "It's all smooth and silky looking." He fumbled with his words.
"Want to touch it?" she wiggled her eyebrows playfully at him. He started to sweat profusely.
"No no," he cleared his throat, "I'll just stare at it,"
She chuckled slightly as she swayed her hips to the beat of the music playing in the club. "Does this turn you on blondie?"
"Not really, the music is really loud," he looked around nervously, "It's kind of hurting my ears." She sighed and tried to regain her composure. Just show him a nipple, she smiled, That always gets them. She walked up to him and put his face between her breasts as she shook them around.
"You like that sexy?" she smiled at him. The man blinked rapidly.
"I feel kind of nauseous actually," her smile fell. She quickly threw off her bra and let him stare at the gloriousness before him. His jaw dropped, there we go you weirdo. "So, women's breast ARE two different sizes." He grinned at the observation. Mercedes put her bra back on and handed him his money.
"Leave!" she bellowed. The blonde man quickly scrambled out of his chair.
He stopped in front of her and extended his hand. "I'm Sam by the way." Mercedes rolled her eyes.
"Mhm, goodbye Sam." He gave her a small smile and walked out. She sat down on the chair and laughed to herself as she thought of the awkward blonde man named Sam.
roojieqasked you:
Dunno if u do Rileystreet but caught an interview in which Amber said the boys kept splashing her trying to get her hair wet in umbrella. In my head that was chord lol id love a Drabble about it
"CHORD OVERSTREET!" Amber screamed at the younger blonde male who was running away from her, "DO NOT MAKE ME BEAT THE EVIL OUT OF YOU!" Chord doubled over in laughter at the shorter woman who was slightly drenched. "This is not funny!" she stomped towards him, "This is real Indian hair you fool."
"Oh come on Am," he tried to catch his breath, "it's just a little water."
"Oh yea?" she slowly walked towards him, "Then come over here and let me splash you a little," Chord stared at her.
"Nah," he smirked, "I'm good thanks." She started to run after him again and he dodged the shorter woman and ran to Cory.
"Uh uh," he said moving away from the blonde, "You will not use me as a shield." He looked over at Amber, who looked as if she was plotting Chord's death in her mind. "She might be small, but I'd be scared if I were you."
Chord laughed, "I'm not worried," he smirked at Amber. "She's like a cat." Cory's eyes widened and he looked over Amber with a nervous expression on his face, "All I have to do is spray her a little bit and she'll run away." Cory slowly inched away from him. Chord put his hands up in the air and shook his head. Pansy, what harm could a little munchkin like Amber do? By the time he looked back over at Amber she was two steps in front of him.
"Woah," he said as he ran away from her again. "Okay truce! Truce!" he yelled through his laughter. She slowed down and he clutched his chest trying to slow down his heart rate. "Damn girl, you can run."
"Damn right I can," she laughed, "And I'll kick your butt too." He walked over to her and opened his arms for a hug. She lightly chuckled and walked into his arms. Next thing she knew he had manoeuvred her so that she was in the water and he was on top of her tickling her, "CHORD!" she screamed, "STOP MAKING ME WET!" she said through fits of giggles. Kevin who was in the corner immediately looked over and glared at the two glee members.
bohemian-daydreamsasked you:
I know this doesn't exist in canon (or out of canon for that matter) but the tweets of Gabrielle Union got me all excited with the idea of Mercy having a sassy, almost Santana-like type of sister who comes home from college and finds Sam in the guest bathroom after a night of fun. Whether or not Mercy saves him from her sister's attack is up to you :D
Gabrielle thanked the driver and stepped out of the cab. She leaned over and dragged her small suitcase across the seat and stood it up on the ground beside her.
"You are one beautiful lady," the old man winked, "Make sure you stay safe." He said while looking her up and down. Mhm, ya nasty. She gave him a tight lipped smile and almost ran to her door. She quickly pulled out her keys and opened the door. Once she had gotten inside she threw them into the bowl on the table on the left side of the foyer. She kicked off her shoes and planned a nice hot bath for herself. The flight had been terribly long and boring. She was sure she smelt like armpit by that point.
She opened her phone and looked at the text that Mercedes had sent her a few hours earlier. Going to party, see you tomorrow big sis. She smiled at the thought of hanging out with her little sister. She knew her parents had gone on their monthly visits to her grandparents, so she was excited to have the house to herself. She hopped up the stairs and saw Mercedes' clothes all over the place. I leave for four years and she acts like she has no damn sense leaving her clothes all over the damned place. She rolled her eyes and walked into her room. She opened up her suitcase and pulled out some night clothes. She threw off her clothes and went to grab a towel. What's the point, you're home alone anyways. She smirked at the freedom and walked butt ass nekkid to the bathroom. She noticed that the light was on underneath the crack of the door. We are poor, she shook her head, we cannot afford to be paying that much electricity bills. She flung open the door to see a naked as the day he was born blonde man popping a pimple on his face standing at the mirror. She screamed an ear piercing scream and he screamed, tripped and fell into the tub.
"HELP ME!" she ran to her bedroom, "I'M BEING ROBBED BY MACAULAY CULKIN!" she grabbed a tennis racket out of her closet and charged back to the bathroom.
"WAIT! I can explain!" he held his hands out and she whacked him hard on the arm, "OW STOP STOPPPP!"
"This ain't home alone bitch!" she said whacking the intruder.
"GABRIELLE!" she turned quickly towards her sister who had a blanket wrapped around her body, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Gabrielle looked down at the stunned blonde man who was staring at her breasts. "Eh!" she snapped her fingers, "Up here." She said pointing to her face. She turned towards her little sister, "Now who in the hell is this man with the crooked nipples?"
ruethefangirl asked you:
Prompt: Mercedes and Sam are competing high end jewelry thieves who have these sexy nicknames. One night Mercedes breaks into a museum to get a royal diamond necklace on display. Sam is there to steal the same necklace, they begin to bicker about who was there first but they are instantly attracted to each other since they have heard of each other and have admire each others previous heists but this is their first time meeting.
Mercedes dropped down to the ground quietly and looked up and gave her partner Chang Bang a thumbs up. She took off her harness and pulled the aerosol can out of her bag and slowly inched towards the glass case in the middle of the floor. She sprayed the contents of the can back and forth and saw the lasers that were there as security. Shit, she groaned, I should have done yoga today.
She pulled out her walkie talkie, "Wheels?" she whispered.
"Yes Widow?" her other partner at base replied.
"I'm going to need a four ten on these lasers." She eyed the lasers.
"No problem beautiful," she only had to wait a few minutes before the lines started to slowly disappear. She sprayed the can one more time for good measure and then crouched towards the glass case in the middle of the floor. She thought she heard something and quickly pulled out her knife and looked around. When she was sure she was okay she pulled out the diamond from her bag and cut a circle on the glass. Her jaw droppedas she looked at the Royal Diamond necklace on display. She reached into get it when someone grabbed her arm and spun her around. She immediately reacted by pulling out her knife an aiming it at the throat of the man who had grabbed her. He grinned at her and tutted.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Widow," he looked down at her stomach. She followed his gaze and saw his own knife pointed there.
"Who the hell are you?" she forcefully whispered, while eyeing the green eyed man.
"You should know that by now," she racked her brain to figure out who else would be bold enough to steal that necklace.
"Viper?" her eyes widened and he smiled broadly. "I thought you'd be bigger or at least better looking."
He glared at her and stepped back. "Well aren't you polite." He looked over at the necklace and grabbed it.
"That's mine!" she grabbed his arm. "I was here first!"
"Actually I was here first," he tried tugging his arm out of her grasp. "Hawk and I had a lot of fun watching you do all of the work." She looked around and he pointed up. She quickly glanced up to see a man with a Mohawk and mischievous grin. "But I must admit," he leaned closer to her, "I didn't expect you to be as deliciously stunning as you are when I heard about you."
She blushed. "You know nothing."
He laughed, "Five big time heists in the last month amounting up to twenty eight million dollars?" he smiled, "Trust me baby I know a lot about your talents."
She shrugged, "You had at least seven this month," she smiled, "I guess you could say that's impressive too."
"That's what I thought," he said in a lower voice, he moved closer towards her and held the necklace out to her. "Here," she looked at him suspiciously and went to grab it. But he tricked her and grabbed her and gave her a rough kiss that left her disoriented. When she had finally regained her composure, he had moved backwards with the necklace in his hand. "See you again Widow" he winked at her and was yanked up to the ceiling.
She stood there with her mouth wide open and then shrugged. I ain't even mad. She quickly touched her lips and walked back to her team.
juliadelilahasked you:
Hmm.. :D How about Sam and Mercedes on their way home from prom about to have their first kiss? I hope that's a fun start. :)
"Sam that was so much fun," the young woman in the purple dress smiled at her blonde friend as they walked home.
"I know," he smiled back at her, "I couldn't imagine doing the robot with anyone else but you."
She blushed and looked down at her corsage. "I'm going to kill Rachel and Jesse for stealing the limo though," she shook her head, "My shawl was in there." She shivered and Sam quickly took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. "No it's okay," she grinned, "I don't want you to be cold."
"Oh I'm hot all the time," he winked at her and she playfully pushed him. She still shivered even with his coat around her. She could smell his cologne. Mmm he smells so good. She slowly closed her eyes as she took in the scent and felt herself trip. Her eyes opened in horror but she felt Sam's strong arms grab her around her waist before she hit the ground. "Good lord woman," he smiled at her, "you know what your father would do to me if you got hurt." She blushed in embarrassment. He turned her around so that she was facing him. "You okay?" he asked softly.
"Yea," she averted her eyes, "my pride is a little hurt though." He shook his head.
"Don't let it be," he sighed, "I'm always falling."
"Usually for the wrong girls," she muttered.
"What was that?"
Oops, "I said me too," he gave her a weird look but then smiled. She looked up to see that they had reached her house, "Well here we are," she took his coat and handed it back to him. "Thanks for everything Sam." He nodded and bit his lip, "I really appreciated you pretending to be my knight in shining in armour tonight."
"Mercedes," she looked up at him "I'd like to be your real knight in shining armour," she stared at him in shock. He moved closer to her and lightly cupped her face with one hand. He moved closer to her face, "may I?" he whispered against her lips. She slowly nodded. He smiled and kissed her lightly. He pulled back and gave her a light peck on the tip of her nose. "You are the best part of my night." She was blushing like crazy. "I guess I fell for the right girl this time." He winked at her and turned around.
Mercedes stood there in shock as she watched Sam walk back down the street.
Anonymous asked you:
Mercedes is Stevie and Stacie's babysitter. Mercedes has a crush on Sam, but doesn't think anything of it, maybe she thinks it will never happen, while Sam has fallen for her. Cuteness upon cuteness wrapped in fluff. Thank you!
"Time for bed you guys!" Mercedes said to the two small blonde children passing out on the couch. They had been watching Mary Poppins on the couch, when she noticed that they were falling asleep. She loved babysitting for the Evans. Their youngest children were absolutely adorable and she always had fun with them when she was over. They both groaned unanimously.
"But Cedes," Stevie rubbed his eyes, "We're not tired,"
"Uh-huh," she laughed, "and pigs can fly." Stacie stared at her in disbelief.
"Can they really?" she asked in excitement.
"They can in your dreams honey," she pulled the kids off the couch, "Now off to your beds!" they both started to walk away and then whispered something to each other. As if on cue both of them turned around and charged at Mercedes. Her eyes widened in surprise as the two kids hugged her around her waist. They giggled and ran up the stairs. "Hey no running!," she yelled, "I am not paying for any hospital bills if you guys fall like Humpty Dumpty." They started laughing. "And you know what happened to him!"
"We know!" they yelled from the top of the stairs. She smiled and turned around to clean up the living room. She heard the door open and turned around expecting to see Mr and Mrs. Evans, but instead Sam walked in. Mercedes eyes flew open and she pretended to busy herself so that he didn't see the blush that was growing on her face. She had had a crush on Sam Evans since elementary school, but he was always part of the cool crowd.
She had fallen one day at recess when she was in grade four and clutched her leg in pain. When she saw the blood dripping down her leg, she immediately began to cry.
"Don't cry," the young blonde boy knelt down beside her. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a lollipop, "I was saving this for later, but you can have it." He handed her the red lollipop. Mercedes wiped her face and smiled.
"Thanks Sam," he gave her the lopsided grin that she loved.
"I can't be seen talking to you because you have cooties," he smiled, "But I don't care if you do." With that he got up and ran back to his group of friends. Mercedes stuck the lollipop in her mouth, got up, and went on her way as if nothing happened.
"Hey Mercedes," she slowly turned around and smiled.
"Hey Sam," she dusted the chips off of her clothes. Of all days to look grungy. "How was football camp?"
He shrugged and looked disinterested, "Meh," he smiled.
"Oh way to be descriptive," she laughed. She looked him over as he scratched his head and made his way to the kitchen. I may never have a chance with him, but I can ogle him whenever I want. She smiled to herself and carried the chip bowls to the kitchen where he was starting to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She grinned at the hair that had fallen in his face. She wished she could just reach over and move it for him.
"Want one?" he looked up at her and shook his hair out of his eyes. She shook her head no and poured the rest of the chips back into the bag. They both heard laughter and a loud bang upstairs. They both ran to see what had happened. Once they had gotten upstairs they saw the two siblings looking guilty. Sam crossed his arms over his chest and raised his eyebrow.
"What did you two do?" she asked them while eyeing their bedroom. Stevie pulled a Barbie doll with its head popped off from behind his back. Mercedes rolled her eyes, "Hand it over." The two siblings giggled, handed it to her, and then walked over to hug their brother.
"Hey Sam," Stacie looked up into her brothers face. He bent over and picked her up with one arm and ruffled his brothers hair with the other hand. "Did you tell Mercedes that you like her yet?" the little girl giggled. Stevie grinned at Mercedes who stared at the two in shock. Children never lie right? Or is that fairies?
"Time for bed!" Sam said quickly and Mercedes couldn't help giggling. Stevie and Stacie climbed into their beds and Mercedes and Sam stepped outside. They turned off the light and closed the door. Sam cleared his throat. "Well that was awkward."
Mercedes laughed, "It's cool," she shrugged, "Kids just love to imagine."
He rubbed the back of his neck, "...Uh well," he avoided her stare, "They weren't imagining," he looked straight into her eyes, "I like you," he smiled shyly, "a lot." Her eyes widened and she giggled.
"Thank God!" she laughed. He smiled broadly at her and shoved his hands into his pockets.
He pulled something out and handed it to her, "Oh I brought this for you." She looked down at the red lollipop and smiled.
sirenscomecallingasked you:
Anyway, for the prompt... Sam and Mercedes were on a plane that crashed, and now they're stranded on an island. They're acquaintances but weren't accompanying each other on the flight, being there together was a coincidence!
Mercedes walked around the groups of people who were either standing or sitting on the ground. "Are you guys okay?" they nodded and gave her a weak smile. The crash had been terrifying, but luckily their pilot had managed to land in the water. Everyone was okay, but some people had cuts and scrapes from the impact of the crash. She felt something dripping down her forehead and realised she was bleeding. The worst thing in the world for someone who faints at the sight of blood, is to be the one who's bleeding. She started shaking slightly when she felt a pair of strong arms grab her and slowly lower her to the sand. She looked up at the blonde man with green eyes who was staring at her worried.
"Do you need medical attention?" She shook her head no. He took off his tie and wrapped it around her head. "I didn't excel in boy scouts for nothing."
She smiled and studied his face, he looked very familiar. "Your name's Sam right?" she tried to figure out where she had met him before.
"Yes it is," he smiled, "I'm happy that you remembered Mercedes," she nodded, "you do know where we met right?" she knew her face gave her away because he started laughing. "It was at Santana's party about a year ago."
"YES!" she started laughing, "I got so drunk that night, that I don't remember mu-" she quickly stopped speaking and looked up at his face. He gave her a seductive smirk and laughed, "Oh my God...Sam," she started blushing, "You and I...uh"
"We cuddled," he started laughing, "I was wasted out of my mind too, but I knew better." She let out the breath that she had been holding. He looked around at the people with a worried expression on his face, "I hope we get off this island." She looked around too and saw the nervous looks on the pilot's faces.
"Me too," she sighed, "I like the show survivor, I never said I wanted to be on it," he laughed.
"Well, if the women are forced to wear coconut shells as bras," he smirked, "I'd be okay with that."
"Oh really?" she smiled and pointed at an eighty year old something women, "you sure about that?" he looked over and laughed.
"Hey age is nothing but a number!" he grinned. She thanked God that she knew someone there. "But she might need some bigger coconuts."
samcedes-tike-brittana-fin asked you:
If you are still taking prompts. Drabble prompt: Mercedes and Sam are married and expecting their first child. Mercedes, very preggers, gets craving for strange foods at two in the morning.
Sam felt a strong smack on his arm and jerked out of his sleep, "IS IT TIME?" he turned in a panic towards his very pregnant wife.
"What?" Mercedes stared at him, "No I'm hungry." She pouted. He looked over at the clock and saw that it was two am.
"Mercy, babe," he rubbed his eyes, "Why are you up?"
"Because your child is hungry Sam," he loved how their baby became his child when she was annoyed about something. He smiled and kissed her on her lips.
"I'm hungry too," he wiggled his eyebrows at her. She playfully smacked him as he kissed her neck and nibbled on the sensitive spots.
"Sam no I'm serious," he leaned back and stared at his beautiful wife's face. "I need food." Sam put his head on her belly.
"Okay son," Mercedes giggled, "What would you like daddy to get for you?"
"He wants turnips and bacon," Sam looked at her and made a disgusted face. "Don't look at me," she put her hands up and laughed, "the child knows what he wants." He put his head back down on her belly and tried to hear his son moving. "He's too big now my love," she said while playing with his blonde hair.
He smiled at her and kissed her tenderly again, "Good," he smiled, "That means he will be here soon." He got out of bed and pulled on his pants. "You know I heard that having sex always guarantees a faster delivery." She picked up her pillow and flung it at him.
"TURNIPS!" he laughed, threw on a shirt, and picked up his keys from the dresser.
"Alright," he grinned, "I'll be right back." He walked out of their bedroom.
"SAM,!" he heard her yell and he ran back in, "I love you," she smiled.
"I love you guys too baby," he walked back down the stairs and reached the door.
"SAM!" she yelled again.
"I'm going Mercy!" he yelled up the stairs.
"YEA WE'RE GOING TO THE DAMNED HOSPITAL!" his eyes widened and he dropped his keys, "MY WATER JUST BROKE!" Sam whooped with joy as he ran back upstairs to get his wife.
roojieqasked you:
Sam and Mercedes in new York co writing light up your world for nationals, Sam works up the courage to ask her out. The song seemed relevant to them
Sam and Mercedes sat huddled together in the corner of the hotel room working on the song for nationals. Everyone had split up into pairs or groups of three to come up with ideas and to avoid shouting matches which was inevitable within a bigger group. Sam liked the feel of Mercedes body pressed up against his side. He always tried to be near her at any opportunity, but she was usually surrounded by Artie, Tina, or Kurt. He leaned his head over and sniffed her hair. She jerked her head up and almost smashed him in the nose.
"Ugh this sounds all wrong," she flung her paper down and sighed, "every time I try to write a lyric it just sounds stupid." He leaned over her and picked up the paper.
"Let's light up the world tonight, you gotta give up the bark and bite" he read out loud quietly. "Mercedes this is awesome," he smiled at her. "Keep it up, you're perfect," her eyes grew wide, "I mean IT'S perfect," he cleared his throat and looked down at his own paper.
"Thanks," she looked over at his paper, "What did you write?"
He tried to bend it in a way so that she couldn't see, "Nothing," he started to blush.
"Sam come on," she frowned, "I let you look at mine even though I hated it." He sighed and handed the paper over to her.
"Lay it all down, got something to say. Lay it all down, throw your doubt away. Do or die now, step onto the plate blow the door wide open like up up and away." When she finished she looked at him and smiled. "Sam Evans, you need to stop hiding your talents." He grinned and took the paper back from her, "This is so good, we have to show the others." She moved as if she was going to stand up but Sam put his hand on her shoulder. She looked at him confused.
"Mercedes," he cleared his throat, "Would you ever...uh" she look worried, "date a homeless guy?" Really of all things to ask her, that's what you chose. She laughed and playfully swatted him.
"I don't know," she laughed, "You're the only homeless guy I know," his blush turned almost crimson, her smile fell, "...Sam?" he looked away from her, "Are you asking me out?"
"Mercedes..." he lowered his voice so the others couldn't hear, "I think you're so special and amazing..." he looked into her eyes, "I only went to prom because I wanted to be your date." Her eyes grew wide. "I know I don't have a lot and my parents are having problems," he sighed, "I know I'm not your type..." she put her finger to his lips.
She spoke softly, "Can you give me some time to think about it?" he nodded and looked down. "I'm not rejecting you, I just need to think."
"Okay," he smiled a sad smile, "Well let's go show the others."
After they sang their song Sam walked out of the theatre and cheered.
"Sam?" he turned around and looked at Mercedes.
"Mercedes that was so AWESOME!" he beamed at her.
She smiled but then her face grew serious, "Sam why did you hug me just now?" Sam studied her face to see if she was mad. From what he could tell, she just looked confused.
He blushed, "I just felt so happy after we nailed that performance..." he smiled and walked towards, "I wanted to share that feeling with someone and I automatically thought of you." He looked sheepish, "I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable." She looked around her and saw that they were pretty much obscured from prying eyes. She walked towards him, put her hands on his shoulders, and stood on her tip toes. He blushed at the close proximity. But he held her waist to support her.
"Sam Evans," she smiled, "I would love to be your girlfriend." He smiled broadly.
"Really?" he said excitedly.
"Really, really." She grinned. Sam leaned forward, rubbed his nose against hers, and gently kissed his new girlfriend.
Anonymous asked you:
Can you do a fic where Sam sees Mercedes' natural hair for the first time, she's nervous and he's curious and happy? I really love your fics!
"What do you mean you're booked up all week?" Mercedes yelled into the phone, "I made this hair appointment a week ago!" the person on the other line was pissing her off, "Forget it." She hung up the phone and walked to the mirror. Her natural hair was starting to visibly show underneath her weave. She picked up her phone and called her friend. "Shauna can you please do my hair tonight?"
"Yea girl, no problem" Mercedes breathed a sigh of relief, "Just take out the weave and I'll come over and hook you up."
"Thanks so much," she hung up the phone, when it suddenly started to ring again. She looked at the caller ID and smiled, "Hey babe."
"Hey!" Sam sounded cheerful, "What are you doing tonight lovely?"
Mercedes thought fast. She couldn't let him see her real hair. "I'm going to be really busy doing stuff at home."
"Oh," he sounded disappointed, she felt bad for lying to him but she thought he would find her unattractive with her natural hair. "Alright well I'll see you later then."
"Okay bye," she hung up the phone feeling guilty. She decided to see him right after her hair had been all done up. That should fix this. She quickly started to cut the thread out of her hair. It took her a few hours and her arms were sore but she needed to wash her hair next. After she massaged her scalp and dried her hair, she realised that she was hungry. She combed out her hair and put it in a little puff ponytail and called her favourite Chinese food restaurant. The doorbell rang and she grabbed her money and walked to the door.
When she opened it her eyes grew wide and she slammed it shut.
"Um...Mercedes?" Sam said on the other side, "Did I do something wrong?" she groaned and slowly opened the door but stood behind it. He walked in and looked around for her and saw her ducking her head behind the door. "Wow you look different." She braced herself for him to say something negative. She felt him lightly smooth his hand over the front of her hair, "Your hair is gorgeous!" she looked up at him in surprise and closed the door.
"What?" she blinked in disbelief, "You actually like it?"
"Yea!" his eyes shone, "did you just get it done?"
She laughed, "No I just washed it and I'm getting some fake hair sewn in later," his face fell.
"Do you have to?" he sounded sad.
"Well no," she was so confused, "but I thought you liked my other hair," he nodded.
"It's nice," he beamed and touched her puff, "But this is so much more beautiful and curly and thick," he seemed to get more excited with every word. He grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him. "You are so sexy with this," he gave her a seductive smile, "Can we just leave it like this for awhile or just tonight?"
She laughed, "if you want to." he leaned down and kissed her.
"If we have kids..." she blushed, "Will their hair be like this too?"
"Probably," she smiled.
"YES I AM SO EXCITED," he kissed her again, "Can you teach me how to style it?" she nodded and tried not to cry. She was so happy that he was okay with how she was naturally. He kissed her on the forehead. "Can you take it out of the bun?" she reached up and pulled off the scrunchie. "Holy crow that's sexy." He said with his southern accent coming out.
"Sam..." he looked away from her hair and looked into her eyes, "You will never know how much I love you." He grinned and hugged her tightly.
Anonymous asked you:
can you write a prompt where sam is mercedes boss and they are attracted to each other. They get caught up in the moment and someone walks in on them in the office?
Mercedes sat at her desk and mindlessly typed an email to one of the company's big clients. She was distracted with thoughts of her blonde green eyed boss. She grabbed a pen from a cup on her desk and chewed the end of it as she leaned back in her chair. She closed her eyes and tried to picture him caressing her face or kissing her lips. Mercedes began to slowly rub her leg as she pretended it was his hand instead of hers. He probably goes for the long legged blonde skinny girls. Her negative thoughts pulled her out of her dream like state. She sighed and stared at her monitor screen. Someone knocked on the door of her office, which made her jump in her chair.
"Come in," she said pulling down her skirt. Her boss, Mr. Evans, walked into her office. She stared at him with wide eyes and her jaw dropped.
"Ms. Jones, can I speak to you in private?" she sat up straight and looked at the blonde man. She nodded and he quietly closed the door. He walked over to her desk and sat on it. "I've noticed that you've been very distracted lately," she blushed and looked down.
"I'm so sorry," she stood up, "I promise that I'll regain my focus." He raised his eyebrow.
"What's distracting you so much?" he looked her up and down. Is he checking me out? She pushed the thought from her mind.
"Life I guess," She shrugged and then panic settled in, "Please don't fire me Mr. Evans," she put her hand on his leg, "I need this job."
He smiled, "I have absolutely no intention of letting you out of my eyesight or out of this office," he stood up and loomed over her, "So tell me...are the rumours that you're attracted to me true?" he moved closer towards her. She looked down and blushed.
"uh...would it be a bad thing if they were true?" he put his finger under her chin and lifted her face to look at him.
"No," he said quietly, "It'd be a very good thing I think." She blushed and looked down. "Don't do that," she looked back up, "I love your eyes Mercedes...they're so sexy and doe like."
She placed her hands on his chest and smoothed the palms of her hands down his shirt. "Aren't you hot in this suit?" she tugged at the gray material. He grinned and pulled off his coat. She pulled on his tie and loosened it and threw it off. He reached down and began to unbutton her dress shirt. The cool air on her hot skin made her hiss. "Mmm that feels nice," she smiled.
"Oh I know something that will feel nicer," he leaned down and nibbled on the sensitive spots of her neck. Her breath hitched at the contact and she could feel his full lips gently pull on the love bites he was leaving her. He straightened up and sat down on her chair. He patted his legs and she walked over and straddled him. He cupped her ass with his big hands and kissed her from her chest to her neck. "Fuck you taste good," she placed her hands in his hair and got more turned on by how silky it was. He pulled her shirt off of her shoulders and threw it to the side and stared at her body. "Just as I imagined," he grinned, "sexy as hell." He unclasped her bra and waited to devour the delicious skin he would find underneath, when Finn Hudson flew into the office.
"Mercedes I forgot to return your files by four," he said staring at the papers in the folder that he was holding. Both Sam and Mercedes stared at him. He looked up with a grin and just as quickly it left his face. "Uh...I'll leave them in your mailbox." He practically ran out of her office. Sam and Mercedes looked at each other with fear in their eyes.
Anonymous asked you:
can you write a prompt were sam and mercedes are dating and race is an issue?
Sam tried to hold Mercedes' hand and she quickly let go, "What are you doing?" she hissed at him.
"I'm trying to hold my girlfriend's hand," he stared at her in disbelief, "because I love her and would like to show the world that."
She shook her head and sighed, "Sam you know that I can't be affectionate with you in public." He crossed his arms over his chest in annoyance, "please don't do that," she walked in front of him so that he would stop walking. "I love you too..."she smiled sadly at him, "But if my family members saw us or even people who know me..." she looked away, "It'd be bad."
"I don't understand why you're not allowed to date me because I'm white," he bit his lip, "The colour of my skin has nothing to do with my personality," he spoke quietly, "I'm a good guy Mercedes." She looked around and then quickly touched his face.
"I know that Sam..." she started to cry, "And I love you for that, but my family expects me to marry a black guy...they just wouldn't understand it if I brought you home," she shook her head, "I can't hurt my family." He stepped back away from her.
"But you can hurt me?" she looked down, "I'd make my parents see how amazing you are if they were anything like your family." He shook his head and glared at her, "But you're so willing to keep me a secret that it makes me question us and this relationship every single fucking day."
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?" she yelled at him, "Maybe we shouldn't be together if you don't understand how important my family and our customs are to me!"
"Maybe we shouldn't be together if you can't even consider our love for each other important." He walked away and then looked over his shoulder, "If your family love you as much as you say they do...then they would do anything in this world to make you happy." He wiped the tears from his face, "Because I love you so much ...that I'm willing to let you go." He turned away from her, "That's what love fucking is...sacrifice." he walked away from her and she stared at his retreating back. She wished that he would turn around and come back to her. But he never did.
Anonymous asked you:
can you write a prompt were sam and mercedes walk out of the janitor's closet and there is a crowed of people that apparently "heard them"? lol
Sam pulled up his zipper and watched as Mercedes fumbled with the buttons on her shirt. He grinned and reached over to help her. She smiled up at him and he kissed her gently on the lips.
"That was fun," he winked at her.
"Mmm, yes it was," she giggled, "I hope I wasn't too loud." She looked around the small closet with a worried look on her face.
"Nah," he grinned, "I pretty much covered your mouth with mine most of the time," she blushed, "Your moans were delicious." She playfully swatted his arm.
"We need to stop doing this Sam," she looked at him seriously, "We're going to get caught." She tried to pull out the knots that had formed in her hair from all of the heat and humidity in the room. He tried to help her and she smacked his hand hard, "Sam Evans, what is rule number one?" she glared at him. He rolled his eyes.
"Never touch your hair ever," he grinned, "especially while I'm climaxing."
"Good," she stopped messing with her hair and went on her tip toes to kiss him. He leaned down and captured her lips with his own. He reached around her and pulled her into a deeper kiss. She broke away from the kiss, "We are not going for round two." He pouted.
"But it's so much fun."
She laughed, "Tonight, my house, in the kitchen, with me?"
He chuckled, "Sounds like the game Clue." She pinched him and he yelped. "I'm kidding."
"Uhuh," she smiled, "Let's get out of here...it smells like sweat."
He rolled his eyes and sniffed, "Mmm the smell of good sex." He opened the door for her, "Ladies first." She smiled and started to walk out. He walked behind her and almost fell over her after she had abruptly stopped walking. "Mercedes what the-" he looked up to see almost thirty students outside standing in the hallway staring at them.
He could hear someone to the left of him whisper, "I thought a cat was being strangled." Which was followed by laughter, another person replied, "Well a pussy did get beat up," more laughter followed from the crowd.
"Oh my God," Mercedes muttered. Sam felt his face turn red in embarrassment. Someone started to slow clap. In about ten seconds the crowd was clapping, cheering, and giving the couple a thumbs up. Mercedes looked up at him.
Sam cleared his throat and muttered, "Well I guess, we're officially dating now." He gave her a weak grin and stared at the students in front of him.
Anonymous asked you:
Hi, so I thought about a prompt where Wade is Mercedes's brother and he gets bullied and Sam defends him. Mercedes sees it and end it however you want. ;)
Wade tried to walk as quickly as possible to the parking lot on the other side of school. He was supposed to meet his sister there as usual, but his rehearsal had gone overtime. It was now evening and he absolutely hated it when it began to get dark. He pulled his jacket closer around his body and kept his head down. It's only a few more minutes and then you'll be safe in Mercedes' car. He heard loud footsteps walking behind him. He increased his pace to an almost jog.
"Hey loser!" he heard a boy yell, "Where are your shiny gay heels now?" Don't look back Unique. You are beautiful and strong. "Hey freak, don't you dare ignore me!" he could hear the footsteps increasing. Wade began to run but tripped on something that he couldn't see in the almost darkness. He was pulled up by his backpack and shoved hard against the wall. "I hate people like you," the dark haired boy got into Wade's face.
"Then let me go you heathen," Wade struggled, "I have no business with you."
"You're different and messed up," he could see the boy grin, "that makes you my business." Wade felt his eyes start to blur. He was terrified at what the crazy man holding him hostage was going to do. He saw a quick blur of white from behind the man. "Look at me when I talk to y-" suddenly the brunette man was flung to the ground. Wade stared at the blonde boy he had seen around school. The blonde picked up the guy by the collar of his shirt.
"If you fucking touch him again, I will kill you." The brunette struggled but the blonde attractive man held him firmly. A car suddenly pulled up to the area that they were all standing in and Wade saw Mercedes running towards them. "Do you understand me?" he snarled into the other man's face.
"Yea!" the blonde threw him to the side and the man fell again. He scrambled to get up and ran away. The blonde turned towards Wade who was shocked by the scene.
"Are you okay?" the blonde asked him gently. Wade simply nodded.
"Thank you so much." He finally choked out.
"WADE!" Mercedes finally reached them and hugged her younger brother. "Oh my God what happened?" she said looking him over.
"This wonderful stranger saved my life Cedes," she looked over at the blonde man and hugged him. His eyes grew in surprise but then he grinned.
"Thank you so much," she said looking up at him.
"No problem," he looked at Wade and smiled. "I'm just happy he's okay."
"I'm Mercedes Jones," she extended her hand.
"Sam Evans," he bit his lip, "pleased to meet you." Wade pushed in between them and hugged Sam who in turn hugged him back.
"I'm Wade Jones," he extended his hand and smiled, "But you can call me Unique." Sam smiled and shook his hand. Mmmm, I'm not sure, he grinned, but I may have just found the love of my life. He looked over at his sister who had the same look on her face.
Anonymous asked you:
Can you make Sam stand out against Mr. Shue so Mercedes and Santana get a duet for nationals
Mr. Schue stood up in front of the group and clapped his hands excitedly. "Alright guys!" he pointed to the white board, "NATIONALS!" everyone in the room clapped and Artie put up his praise hand. "Nationals are next week and we're going to kick butt!" he laughed. "I decided that we are going to have everything Broadway!" there were groans and silent what the fucks travelling through the room. Rachel Berry stood up and clapped for the teacher.
"Mr. Schue, I think that's the best thing we can do." He smiled at his favourite.
"EXACTLY!" he beamed at the kids, "and I think the best two to do a lot of duets and solos are, drum roll please!" he pointed at Finn who was sitting at his drums in the corner. He followed the teacher's instructions and pounded the drums. "FINN AND RACHEL" Mercedes' whispered oh hell no to Kurt who shook his head in disgust.
"Fucking typical," was heard loudly through the room. Some of the kids gasped, Puck started to laugh, and others looked back at the blonde man who was glaring at the teacher.
Mr. Schue's smile fell and he stared at Sam. "Excuse me?"
"I said," he stood up, "It's fucking typical that you would let your sick obsession with Finn and Rachel influence your decision for Nationals." He rolled his eyes, "Just have a damn three way already and stop dragging our dreams through the mud." The room had become so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
"Get out of my room right now!" Mr. Schue growled at the teenager. "How dare you!"
"How dare I?" Sam didn't budge, "How dare you overlook talented people in here like Mercedes and Santana, how dare you always make us the backup singers to fucking Finchel."
Brittany leaned over to Santana and whispered, "is Finchel a disease?"
Santana spoke quietly to her girlfriend, "Pretty much."
"I never said they weren't talented Sam," Mr. Schue fumbled for words, "It's just that others are better."
"At what?" Sam scoffed, "sucking your dick?" Mr. Schue's jaw dropped. Sam could hear, mhm ain't shit Sam is in the room ya'll. "Mercedes and Santana deserve to sing a duet together, they're a few of the best singers we have." He looked at Rachel who was shooting daggers at him from the corner of the room, "Don't pretend like you didn't know that, you fucking potato," Her eyes widened and she slowly turned back to stare at Mr. Schue to do something.
"GET OUT!" he finally yelled.
Sam grinned, walked over to Mercedes, and gave her a kiss. She sat there stunned and Sam walked towards the door, sticking his middle fingers in the air, as he body rolled outside.
Anonymous asked you:
Could you please do one with Sam and Mercedes going camping with Stevie and Stacie during the summer by the lake? Mercedes is a fish out of water, but tries to be a good sport for the kids and, especially, for Sam. Sam tries his best to make it fun for her. Thank you!
"Wow...there's so much nature out here," Mercedes looked around the wooded area in fear.
Sam sniffed the air, "Isn't it great?" he smiled in her direction.
She cleared her throat, "Yea...so excited," she forced a smile for her boyfriend.
"Mercedes!" Stevie said while running towards her with his sister in tow, "Look what we found for you!" they held up the small water snake. Mercedes screamed and hit a note that Sam had only heard in the privacy of their bedroom.
"GET IT AWAY," she said running in the opposite direction. The three Evans siblings stared at the running black woman in shock. Sam ran after his terrified girlfriend.
"Babe!" he tried to catch up, "It's just a baby water snake!" he caught her around the waist and hugged her tightly from behind as she tried to catch her breath. He placed a few kisses on her neck to calm her down. "I promised that I'd keep you safe right." She slowly nodded. He turned her around to look at him. "You said you went camping before," he raised his eyebrow at her.
"Well my car broke down by a group of trees once." She looked at him sheepishly and he chuckled. He pulled a leaf out of her hair. "Sam...I don't know if I can do this."
He looked disappointed but then smiled, "We can go home if you want," he tickled her lightly and she smiled, "But I want us to experience new things together,"
"Well didn't we do the tilt a whirl position last week?" she poked him teasingly. He blushed a deep red and looked over his shoulder to make sure his siblings weren't near. He lightly spanked her bum and walked her back to where they had set up their camping equipment.
"Sorry Mercedes," Stevie hung his head. She pulled him into a hug.
"That's okay Stevie," she looked back at Sam and he grinned, "Just no more nature gifts okay?" the younger boy smiled and ran back to play with his sister.
"You guys!" Sam yelled out, "Let's go swimming!" he turned to Mercedes, "I have a gift for you." He winked at her and ran to his duffel bag in the corner. He held something small behind his back and presented her with a shower cap. She took the item out of his hand and stared at it.
"Sam...what the fuck?" she looked up at him offended. A confused expression crossed his face.
"Well whenever we have sex in the shower you put this on," she started laughing and hugged the taller man.
"Oh my God," she smiled, "well thank you." She put the cap on and modelled it for him playfully. He smiled at her and kissed the plastic on top of her head.
"Only my girl can wear one of those and make me want to devour her even more." He laughed and lightly pinched her bum.
"Sam!" she yelled. He wiggled his eyebrows at her and ran away and she chased him. A bug flew by her ear and she screamed. Lord have mercy, she sighed, please protect me on this long nature filled weekend.
box5angel asked you:
With the way s3 is coming to an close and who knows what will happen with Samcedes in s4, I don't think we'll ever get to see them have an proper date night at Breadstix like all the other couples have had. *sigh* Anyway, this is set after SNGlee-ver and assuming they are back together - Date Night At Breadstix. Thank you! :)
"I really love what you did for me Sam," Mercedes smiled at the attractive man across the table.
"Anything for you Mercedes," he put his hand out on the table and she put her smaller one in his. He lightly rubbed the top of her hand with his thumb. "I missed you a lot." He looked sad, "I really didn't want to push you or anything...but," he grinned at her, "It was really hard not to grab you and kiss you during Cherish."
She blushed, "Yea, that wouldn't have been the best idea." He nodded. She got a confused expression on her face. "What were you up to these last few weeks anyways?" his face grew red and he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Uh...mostly working out," he coughed and muttered, "jackedoffalot." Her eyes grew wide and he picked up his water and sipped it.
"Sam Evans!" she looked at him surprised and she tried to hide her laughter.
"Mercedes," he blushed, "Do you know how sexy you are?" she bit her lip and looked down, "Every day you come to the glee club and I just want to pick you up and make love to you on the damn piano. I don't even care if Brad is there." She started laughing. "I was also writing you letters and making you those videos," he winked at her. She blushed at the memory of the videos he had sent her.
"You sing amazingly well..." she giggled, "but did you have to do those videos butt naked?"
"I wasn't naked," he gently squeezed her hand, "I had my guitar on my lap"
"Trust me, that guitar wasn't big enough for all of that," she smiled at the memory of a naked Sam.
"Well I sang for you," he leaned back in the booth, "Will you sing for me tonight?" her eyes widened and she quickly blushed.
"What do you want me to sing?" she flipped her hair.
"My name," he lowered his voice. She gasped and almost choked on her spit. "Or maybe not so much singing it..." he leaned forward, "But screaming it." He winked at her.
"Sam!," she said in shock.
"Trust me, it will definitely be louder than that," he smirked and her jaw dropped.
The waitress walked up to them at that precise moment, "Can I get you two anything else?"
"The bill please," Mercedes said too quickly. Sam glanced at her and licked his lips.
Anonymous asked you:
prompt? kiddie!sam asks mercedes parents permission to marry her. and then years later her parents bring it back up.
The doorbell rang. Patricia Jones stopped washing dishes and walked to the front door. She looked through the peephole and didn't see anyone. She shrugged and walked back into her kitchen. The doorbell rang again. She sighed and walked back to the door. She looked through the peephole again. There was no one there. These children need a spanking. She rolled her eyes at the silliness of the neighbourhood children. Before she could walk away the doorbell rang again. She unlocked it and flung it open. She looked straight out and saw no one. Oh my God, it's a ghost. She started to panic.
"Excuse me." she heard a small voice and looked down to see a little blonde boy standing behind the screen door. He couldn't have been older than six years old, "Are you Mercedes' mommy?" she stared at him in confusion and nodded her head. "Good," he smiled and showed her four missing teeth. "Can you open this door please?" he asked her politely. She opened it and smiled at the green eyed boy in overalls.
"Can I help you?"
He beamed. "Is her daddy here too?" Patricia turned around and called for her husband. He ran down the stairs and gave an inquisitive look at his wife.
"We have a guest," she laughed and looked at the little boy. Her husband stared at him in confusion. The little blonde boy extended his hand to the older man. Mr. Jones bent down and shook it.
"How can we help you young man," Patricia could tell that her husband was trying not to laugh.
"I want to know if I can marry Mercedes," her parents stared at him wide eyed. "I think she's pretty like flowers and I like her pig tails." Mercedes' mom covered her mouth to hide the smile that was forming. "I think she should marry me today, but she said to ask her mommy and daddy first," he smiled and held out two wilted tulips, "Can I marry her!"
"Um...well," her dad tried to answer the little boy. Just then Mercedes ran down the stairs and walked behind her parents at the door.
"Hi sam!" she giggled. The little boy smiled shyly at her and handed her the tulips. She squealed and showed her mom, "look mommy!, two lips!" her parents stared down at the two children and looked up at each other and smiled.
"That was the day that I realised my daughter was going to grow up and get married some day," Mercedes father spoke and looked over at her and her new husband. "I didn't want to admit it to myself, but thanks to my new son in law Sam, I learned very quickly to accept it." Sam was blushing like crazy at the story. Mercedes leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. Her father wiped the tears that had formed in his eyes, "I couldn't have prayed for a better match for our daughter," he walked over to Sam, who was now crying too, and shook his hand. "Welcome to the family son," Sam stood up and hugged his father in law. Mercedes wiped her eyes and smiled at the two most important men in her life. She looked down at her bouquet of tulips and smiled.
Anonymous asked you:
Can you write one about them being interrupted by the new directions members? Thanks . OR Ms. Pillsbury! I love how awkward she is with sex lol
Sam held Mercedes' leg in an awkward position. He was trying to push it above her head so that he could move his body more deeply within hers. "Sam!" she screeched at him, "Do I look like a damn gymnast to you?" she smacked his hand and lowered her leg. "I'm not a damn cheese string, I don't move like that." She scowled at the blonde man. He started to laugh.
"Don't worry baby," he moved some hair out of her face, "We just need to practice more." She rolled her eyes at him.
"We need to get out of here," she said while looking around the choir room. They were huddled together underneath the large piano. Sam had suggested it but now Mercedes was nervous that they would get caught. "You told me we were going to make some music," she gave side eye to the blonde.
"Well we technically are under the piano," he kissed her quickly. He rolled off of her and tried to slide his pants up. It's great being commando.
"Sam how did my bra get over there?" He looked at her and saw that she was pointing to the chair in the corner of the room.
"Whoops," he smiled, "Let me go get it." He slid his pants on without bothering to zip them up. He crawled from underneath the cramped space and stood up and stretched.
"Oh my," he turned at the gasp that came from the door and stared at Ms. Pilsbury. She was staring at the little Sam that was peeking out of his pants.
"Oh shit," he quickly turned around and zipped up his pants. "Ms. Pilsbury I can explain," she put up her hand and rummaged through her bag. She pulled out hand sanitizer and rubbed her hands down thoroughly.
"I know you're a teenage boy with hormones Samuel," she blushed and avoided his eyes. "I will not tell Will what happened." Sam let out a sigh of relief, "But you have to come to my office everyday for the rest of the year for counselling." Sam tried to protest. "No if's or but's..." she muttered, "or pee pee's." She pulled out a pamphlet, quickly walked towards him, and handed it to him. "I'll see you tomorrow at two." With that, she turned around and walked out of the choir room.
Sam looked down at the pamphlet and read it out loud, "So you're a dirty perverted man who likes walking around empty classrooms naked." He heard Mercedes burst into laughter underneath the piano.
Anonymous asked you:
Can you make a prompt where Sam goes out with the guys to a bar where Mercedes is waitress and they all dig her so they go there all the time to see her and she was Puck friend first but ends up with Sam (or something you can change it a little if you want to lol ) Love your stories !
"Can't we go to another bar you guys?" Sam asked his group of friends. Mike turned towards him.
"Every Friday we come here," he made a stern face, "We do not change the rules." Sam rolled his eyes and followed them into the busy bar. Puck pulled Mike towards him and whispered something into his ear. The dark haired male laughed and looked back at Sam who was glaring at the two. "Come on Sam," he put his arm around the blonde haired man, "You're going to love it here," he winked, "trust me."
A bunch of young busty women holding trays walked by them. Sam turned his head and stared. He looked over at Puck who nodded and winked at him. Hmm, maybe this won't be so bad. A young curvy short woman approached them at the door. "Hey guys," she grinned at the three men and waved at Puck. "hey you," she winked at him and Puck wiggled his eyebrows at her which made her laugh. Sam's jaw dropped at the sight of her. She was absolutely beautiful. "Is it just the three of you here tonight?" the men nodded and followed her ass...followed her to their table.
"Here you guys go," they sat down, she pulled a pen out of her pocket and wrote her name down on the paper table cloth, "My name is Mercedes, but you can call me Cedes." She smiled. Sam adjusted his pants, "I know Puck over there wants a corona, and Mike wants a Smirnoff," she looked over at Sam, "What can I get you sugar?" he stared at her full lips.
"Hi I'm Sam, Sam I am," the woman stared at him with confusion and then burst out laughing.
"Well Sam," she smiled, "You're definitely a cutie," he grinned at her.
"I'd like a coke please," she nodded and walked away. Puck Smacked Sam's arm, "The hell was that for?"
"Back off my woman trout," the mohawked man glared at Sam. Sam rubbed his arm and stared over at the bar. He saw Mercedes go on her tip toes to reach some glasses. He grinned at her. She walked back over with their drinks and leaned over to put them on the table. All three men stared at her breast, until she looked up and smiled.
"You guys want some wings?" she smiled at them cheerfully.
"Girl, you know what the Puckzilla wants," he said looking her up and down. She raised her eyebrow.
"Well we don't serve naked women on the menu, so I'll just bring ya'll wings," she grinned and walked away.
Sam looked at Puck, "You sir are a jackass," Puck rolled his eyes, "If you'll excuse me, I have to piss." He got up and walked towards the bathroom but waited by the corner. He saw her coming towards him. "Mercedes," she looked over at him and smiled.
"Hey Sam I am,"
"Hey..." he rubbed his neck, "Sorry my friend is such a dick," she laughed.
"Oh honey," she put her hand on his arm, "I'm used to it by now." She shrugged, "you have to take it with a grain of salt." He smiled at her optimism.
"Well I can imagine men falling a lot for you," he grinned, "You are stunning." She smiled and grabbed his hand. She pulled out her pen from her pocket and wrote down her number on his hand.
"I like you," she winked, "Call me." He gave her a broad smile and she walked away. He walked back to his table and sat down.
"Took you long enough," Puck stated while sipping on his drink. "Mercedes so wants me."
Sam rolled his eyes and looked over at the beautiful waitress. She was counting money but then suddenly looked up and locked eyes with him. She smiled and he winked at her. This is a good night.
Anonymous asked you:
I love angst/ happy ending stories between Sam and Mercedes. Can you write on where Sam (or Mercedes) protects Mercedes (or Sam) but he (she) gets hurt and dies. Than Mercedes (Sam) dies of old age or heartbreak and they meet back up on the other side.
"Sam, you promised," the shorter woman looked up at her blonde husband. They were sitting together curled up on the couch watching mindless television. "You said that when you finished work, we could go on a walk together through the park." She pouted at him. He leaned down and kissed her.
"Wouldn't you just prefer snuggling on the couch and watching a movie," she sighed.
"That's all we ever do." She crossed her arms over her chest and moved to the other side of the couch. He reached over and wrapped his arms around her waist. He gently pulled her back next to him.
"Mercedes," she didn't look up at him, he took his hand and gently turned her face towards him. She reluctantly looked up into his green eyes, "Let's go for a walk." She smiled and hugged him tightly. "The things I do for love," he sighed into her hair. He had been in love with her from the very first day that he saw her enter the choir room. She had carried herself with grace and an enviable amount of confidence. They were the qualities that Sam had been immediately drawn to. But when he had heard her voice for the first time, he knew that he was going to make her his wife. Sam had known from then that Mercedes Jones was his soul mate and that she would forever be the love of his life.
They walked through the park and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She placed her arm around his waist. They weren't talking to each other, but just enjoyed the silence and each other's company. It was a nice comfortable silence. Sam looked up at the stars. He realised that it must be getting really late if they were out shining like that. He needed to go to work early in the morning. He sighed and looked down at the top of his wife's head. A few more minutes won't kill us. Mercedes adjusted her purse strap on her shoulder.
"You want me to carry that for you?" she looked up at him and smiled.
"No I'm okay." He pulled her more closely to him so that she wouldn't get cold in the cool night. He heard a crack behind him and immediately looked around. "What's wrong," she looked at his panicked eyes and a worried expression crossed her face.
"Nothing," he tried to reassure her, "it's probably just a squirrel." She looked into his eyes and slowly nodded, "Let's head home." She looked up at him and he grinned at her. A weird look crossed her face as she looked at him. She shivered and he held her more closely.
"I love you so much Sam," he leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.
"I love you too," he whispered against her lips. He kissed the tip of her nose and then lightly on the forehead. Sam heard the crack again and looked around for the second time. He was getting an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. He looked around and noticed that they had ventured very deep in the park. He could no longer hear people or even traffic. He turned their bodies around to walk back when he saw the hooded man in front of them. Sam stopped and stared at the stranger. Mercedes gasped and gripped his waist more tightly.
"Sam?" she whispered. He could hear the fear in her quiet voice.
"Shhh," he quickly hushed her, "It's okay," he walked more to the opposite side of the stranger that was staring at them. The Stranger walked to the same side as well. Sam stopped walking again.
"Give me that purse," the man with the hood said in a deep voice. Sam saw that he had his hand behind his back. Mercedes immediately pulled her purse off of her shoulder and held the strap. "Throw it over," she reluctantly threw it in front of the man. He picked it up and pulled out his other hand that had been behind his back. He was holding a gun. Sam's heart started beating faster and faster. He pointed it at Sam. "Give me your wallet."
"I don't have it," Sam tried to remain calm, "Please...my wife and I were just going for a wa-"
"SHUTUP!" the man yelled, "I said give me your fucking wallet," Sam emptied his pockets to show the man that he had nothing.
"Please just let us go," Mercedes cried out, "We don't have anything else."
"SHUTUP BITCH!" The faceless man moved his head in her direction. Sam slightly pulled her so that she was halfway behind him.
"We don't have anything!" he yelled at the thief.
The stranger laughed. "Well that's going to cost you," Sam stared at the lunatic and tried to make out some of his features. "You!" he pointed to Mercedes, "get your ass over there," She didn't budge. "Did you not fucking hear me bitch?" Sam stepped in front of her completely. "Oh you're going to be a tough guy huh?" he pointed the gun at Sam's chest. Sam didn't move and braced himself for the shot.
"NO!" Mercedes screamed and ran out from behind Sam. The stranger quickly looked over at her and Sam took the opportunity to charge at him. He heard the shot and felt his side explode in pain. He didn't stop running towards the man and knocked him down. Another gunshot rang out. He grabbed the strangers head and slammed it hard into the ground. The man was unconscious. He took the gun from him and stood up. He turned around to see if Mercedes was okay. She was sprawled on the ground.
"MERCEDES!" he screamed a blood curdling scream and ran to his wife. He picked her up and saw that her eyes were closed, "Baby no," he shook her. He felt his eyes start to blur, "Mercedes no no no no," he touched her neck and felt the hot liquid. He looked at his hands and saw that it was covered in blood. He put his head to her nose and couldn't feel her breath. "HELP ME!" he screamed from the top of his lungs, "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" he began to cry uncontrollably as he kissed her face. "No Mercy...no" he cried into her hair. He shut his eyes and held his wife's lifeless body in his arms.
Sam opened his eyes and stared at the white ceiling. He could hear the nurses whispering by his door. "Never got married again, poor man."
"What happened?"
"His wife was shot during a robbery sixty years ago,"
The other nurse gasped, "Oh my God, Sixty?"
"Yea he got shot in his side, she got shot in the neck," the first nurse whispered.
"That's so tragic,"
"I know...he hardly talks...and he always mutters Mercy in his sleep," Sam strained his still good ears to listen in. "Well he's sleeping, we'll check on him later."
Dear God, he closed his eyes, Please take me back to her...I want to die now please. I'm ready. He felt the tears trickle down the sides of his eyes as he fell back to sleep.
Sam opened his eyes and stared at the white haze around him. He looked around to see where he was but saw nothing but pure white. He started to walk forward. "Hello!" he yelled out. Woah...my voice sounds stronger. He looked down at his hands and saw that the age spots and veins had disappeared. Where am I?
"In heaven my love," he looked towards the area where the voice had spoken, he squinted his eyes and saw a shape coming towards him, "I've waited so long to see you again." Mercedes walked in front of him. She was wearing a long white simple gown. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders. There was a bright glow around her.
"Mercy..." Sam whispered. She nodded and extended her hand.
"I'm here to take you home with me Sam," she smiled. He took her hand in his own and began to cry. "Baby, don't cry." She walked towards him and lightly wiped away his tears, "We're in a good place now...together again," she stood up on her tip toes and lightly kissed him. "Welcome home my husband."