Happy Love Day My Fellow Peeps!

Hope you enjoy this one!


After unpacking and a very long, turbulent flight she enters the familiar kitchen. Sighing, she reaches for the note before taking a seat on the nearby barstool.

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Lucy,

Your father and I are in Hawaii.

Make yourself at home but make sure to clean up before you leave. And no sex in our bedroom.

Love you,

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Rolling her eyes, she exhales, crumpling the note and tossing it into the trash. Deciding she'd rather be with her other half instead of spending the weekend alone in the Fabray mansion, she heads to the garage in search of a piece of her past. Smiling, she removes the tarp, placing her hands on the steering wheel and a million memories flood her mind. She reaches for the visor, smiling when the keys fall into her lap. Praying that it still starts, the engine roars and she speeds out of the driveway.

Honk honk

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Turning the radio down, she fixes her lip gloss in the mirror as the front door slams. The passenger seat dips, Quinn looks to her right and smiles

"Hey baby. How are Russ and Judes?" Santana exhales before moving to fluff her hair

"Hey love. They're in fucking Hawaii! How are my favorite in laws?"

"Because you wanted to spend the first night at home, my parents were convinced you left me for someone better. Please as if. Anyways they send their love and can't wait to see you tomorrow" Santana laughs "Don't sweat the Fabray's, we have more fun together anyways. I'm not gonna lie it's boring as hell here, It's Friday night and I want some cold beer"

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Quinn smiles, a million reasons why and all of them sitting to her right. She merely nods and smiles, placing the truck into gear.

The girls casually cruise through the small town of Lima, down Main Street. Reminiscing and laughing when they see the usual suspects are out and about.

Miss Miller of course waves, she owns the local ice cream shop and knows everyone's business. Mr Johnson and Mr Stone offer only nods as they sit outside in front of their yards, pointing at the kids running around while people watching.

Quinn pulls into the only sonic in town and Santana pumps her fist in the air. After reminding her wife that they are no longer bound to Sue's insane workouts, both girls cheer their cheese sticks together. The girls drive off the dirt road towards their old spot where they knew they wouldn't be caught. Santana reaches into her bag, a wicked smiling gracing her lips

"Here, pour a little somethin somethin in your sonic cup, for old times sake"

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It's a short drive to the outskirts of Lima, the blonde makes a right down the old dirt road and Santana smiles knowingly. Parking in the same familiar spot, Quinn points to the back of the truck and both girls sit on the tailgate. Never one to back down from a challenge, Quinn tips her cup accepting the mixer once again cheering to her better half.

Santana leans her head back and closes her eyes, simply enjoying the cool breeze across her face.

Quinn steals glances every chance she can get, no one knows but she fell in love with Santana Lopez at the beginning of their junior year. The blonde was standing between a chatty Sam and Mercedes when the doors opened and in strolled Santana, without a care in the world. They made eye contact, Santana offering a small nod, her famous smirk firmly in place and in that moment Quinn's world stopped.

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During sophomore year there had been rumors about Brittany and Santana. Being best friends, Santana had sworn Quinn to secrecy and began to tell her how she and Brittany had slept together a few times but once Sam showed interest, Brittany was no longer interested. Quinn never admitted it to Santana back then but knowing the brunette had turned to a different blonde hurt her but she decided she'd settle for having Santana in her life in any capacity she could.

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"I like when we come back to shitty Lima, it's the only time you wear blue jeans with your boots. You should totally do that in New York" Santana exhales, eyes still closed and it surprises Quinn. "Trouble always seemed to find us didn't it but what else were we gonna do in a small town, am I right?"

Still unable to find her voice, Quinn only nods. Santana looks to her right before scooting closer into the blonde's space. She reaches up, tucking a piece of hair behind the blonde's ear.

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"You know Luce, this is the exact spot I fell in love with you, end of sophomore year"

Quinn's eyebrows furrow at the new information and she pulls back in confusion "Wait, what?"

Santana smiles "You weren't not as slick as you thought you were Q. You were constantly staring at me and being unusually nice to me. We didn't even didn't fight like we used to and we came out here like almost every Friday, just the two of us."

Quinn throws her head back in mock frustration "Damn and here I was thinking I had game."

Santana laughs softly "Oh, trust me, you definitely had game blondie….flustered you

was so hot"

"Really?"

Santana nods "Yes you dork. Now come here so I can mess up that perfect lip gloss"

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Quinn smiles before leaning in. Remembering back, she'd dreamt of that moment for longer than she'd care to admit but even her wildest dreams hadn't done that moment justice. Where she had expected Santana to be rough she was soft and sensual and where they had always battled for dominance they now worked as a team. Seven years later and Santana would still smirk everytime a moan would unexpectedly escape from the blonde's lips but by now Quinn had a few tricks up her sleeve to pull moans of her own from the throat of the cocky brunette currently her arms.

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Santana pulls herself flush with the blonde before her ringing phone interrupting their current mack session. With a groan, Quinn reaches into Santana's back pocket, pulling the offending phone out and holding it up to her wife's ear. Santana answers, quirking her eyebrow, but makes sure to keep her face within inches of the blonde's, slowly running the tip of her tongue along the blonde's bottom lip every once in a while causing Quinn to smirk.

"Yeah?"

Quinn can tell it's Puck and by his loud and obnoxious tone, they are now late. After reluctantly closing the bed of the truck, Quinn opens the door for Santana. The brunette offering a lingering kiss as reward.

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As the two girls reach Puck's house they stall, sitting in the truck, holding hands. Santana smiles, leaning gently to caress the blonde's cheek

"You know, I was so nervous sitting in this truck after our first date"

Quinn smiles "So was I San, I honestly thought you'd realize how lame I was and never want to be seen with me again ." She intertwines their fingers "But when you leaned in, I knew you were my forever"

Santana sighs, turning their hands over before kissing Quinn's hand "Look at us being some cheesy ass bitches. If only high school us could see us now, oh wait, they did! But in all seriousness, You're my forever. My one and only Lucy Q"

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It's Santana's turn to open Quinn's door, reaching for her hand, both girls head towards the now roaring party. Quinn stops them just before they reach the front porch, pulling the brunette flush into her by her shirt. Quinn smiles, placing her hands on either side of the brunette's hips.

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"Would you do it again?" Santana asks, staring deeply into the hazel eyes she's loved for almost a decade.

Quinn smiles nodding "In a heartbeat"

Santana's eyebrows furrow "I didn't say what it was?"

Quinn laughs "You didn't have too. I'd choose you in any and every lifetime. In a hundred worlds, in every version of reality I'd find you and I'd choose you, always"

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"WOW"

"HELL YEAH"

"NOW IT'S A PARTY"

"THAT'S SO HOT"

"FUCK I MISS HIGH SCHOOL!"

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The loud cheers and chants tear the girls apart. With hooded eyes Quinn looks up at the now crowded porch while Santana laughs, keeping her focus on Quinn before raising both arms over her head, offering two middle fingers causing the group to laugh.

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"Alright you two we get it. You're married and in love. As hot as it was watching you two make out in high school, it's gross now and honestly ruining my buzz" Puck laughs "So get those fine asses up here and let's celebrate being back in this shitty town!"

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"Let's go Mrs Lopez" Santana smirks, wiping the smeared lip gloss from her wife's lips before once again intertwining their fingers making their way into the party.