Hello, I'm not sure what to say here, but thank you for giving this a chance and reading this. I had a bunch of Samcedes feelings and with Glee ending soon, I just wanted to write out a few of my scenarios for them. I hope you guys enjoy!
Mercedes tightened her thick black and purple scarf around her neck. She let out a loud groan as she stood in front of her boyfriend's apartment building. It was three days before thanksgiving, and she had visited Sam from L.A as a surprise; He naturally surprised her a month before, both thinking it would be the last visit until Christmas came around. Luckily, Mercedes had a free schedule until the end of the month. That of course was the surprise for Sam.
The problem, if you were wondering was that nobody was in the apartment; not Sam or Blaine, even Artie, who would usually be in his bedroom with his new editing equipment. Mercedes pulled the sleeve of her thick pea coat down to check the time.
'Twenty whole minutes and you still aren't here.' Mercedes thought with an eye roll. Normally she would hang out with Santana, Kurt, or Rachel. Unfortunately, for her the trio was busy working at the diner all the way in lower Manhattan, and she wasn't in the mood for public transportation.
It was a rough few years for Sam and herself, their main problems of course were time and distance. First with Sam moving five years before when they'd started dating, then her making a move to L.A; a year after when they tried again. After she moved, they lost contact with one another, and even stopped talking for months. It was messy and it hurt, they both never wanted that to happen again.
Soon, they both came to their sense and finally talked it out. Many kisses given, hearts were unbroken, and now here they were.
Here she was.
"- We have to prepare for thanksgiving anyways. It's not a big deal if you'd miss one day in the studio." Mercedes' head snapped up when she heard Blaine's faint voice from down the street. "You know how Santana got last year."
"Dude, I was in the zone. You don't know what I could have drawn." Sam argued back, Mercedes saw him first round the corner with Blaine towing behind him. Mercedes smiled once Blaine noticed her before Sam. Surprisingly the ex-warbler did not give any clever hints about her being only a few feet away. Blaine simply and playfully pushed Sam's head in her direction.
"Is that Mercedes?" Sam squinted his eyes as his as he began to walk faster to her. The earlier annoyed look on his face was now bright with excitement. He wasted no time cupping her cheeks and laying long kiss on her waiting lips. Mercedes rested her hands on his shoulders as she stood on her toes to deepen the kiss.
Mercedes decided that the twenty-minute wait had been worth it. Her stomach flipped when he pulled away just to flash a wide smile, something she did not get a chance to return because he reattached himself to her.
Not that she had a problem with it. If it weren't for Blaine interrupting, she would have taken him then and there.
"Not to ruin the moment," Blaine started, Mercedes pulled away with a sheepish smile, while Sam pressed his forehead against hers. "But we should go up stairs before we freeze to death."
"We?" Sam smirked, Blaine quickly caught on as Mercedes elbowed the blond. Sam shrugged unapologetically; there had been many nights where he and Artie would have to bunk up in Santana and Rachel's living room when Blaine wanted some privacy with whomever he was dating at that moment.
"Okay, you guys. I'm going to hang out with Artie before Rachel and Kurt finish." Blaine smiled at Mercedes. "I'll catch up with you later." Mercedes gave him a small wave as Sam grabbed her bags with ease.
"Let go get you warmed up." Sam wiggled his eyebrows; Mercedes just simply rolled her eyes while she smiled as he led her in to the building.
Mercedes took a deep breath as she rested her head on Sam's chest; Sam ran his fingers up and down her am as she cuddled closer to him. There had been a comfortable silence between the two of them, Mercedes was sure they could just stay like this for the reminder of the night.
It was times like these when she remembered how much she hated the distance between them; how many stupid arguments it caused, the amount of lonely nights she laid in her bed thinking of him. It was almost overwhelming for the both of them.
"I wish we lived closer." Mercedes finally whispered. She rested her chin on his chest and looked up at him. Sam opened his eyes and looked right in to her's.
"You already know I'd move to L.A in a heartbeat." He bent and kissed her forehead. Mercedes chewed her lip a little before saying:
"What if I moved here?" She noticed his eyebrows raise, and his heart slightly speeding up. "We could start looking for apartments. Start saving money up, and when I graduate at the end of the year…" She trailed off, finally sitting up and resting on her knees beside him.
"Wait," Sam propped himself up on his elbows. "You'd move here?" Mercedes gave him a nervous smile, as she pulled his sheet around her exposed chest.
"Of course, we'd be closer to our families and friends. I could get a job, and still try to get a record deal. You don't have to adjust to a new city, and still have your job and school." Sam smiled, now sitting completely up. She'd move to another city to make things easier for them. They would both be benefiting in a large amount of ways, rather them just being together again.
"That would be amazing," Sam said cupping her cheek. "How long have you've been thinking about this?" She took hold of his hand and held it.
"For a while," She answered. "We haven't lived in the same state for three years, and I just thought we'd be ready. Well, I know I am. I just wanted to know if you were too. It's a really big step, but we love each other and went through a lot." She paused to place a soft kiss on his knuckles.
"We're older, and much more mature. We know how to take care of ourselves; I think we can do this." Mercedes lifted her shoulder with a shy smile. "So..."
"We're going to do this?" Sam grinned wider. Mercedes nodded now grinning releasing his hands to pull him in to a kiss. Sam deepened the kiss and pulled the sheet from her upper body. He grinned once again, when Mercedes pinned him down.
While the wait time was months before they'd live together, they both knew it'd be worth it.
