"Lucy!" Santana yells from the bottom of the stairs "Vamos!"
Quinn huffs as she looks down at the Latina checking her phone
"Santana I've been waiting for you, I thought you were still in the shower!"
Santana looks up and smiles. Quinn begins to walk down the stairs with a smirk, truth be told she didn't wear them often but when she did……
"Fuck me, you just keep getting hotter and hotter don't you Fabray"
Quinn stops just shy of the last stair before crossing her arms "Try that again"
"We're going to be late" Santana laughs, tip toeing on the last stair to meet her wife attempting to close the distance, she brings her face within inches "Mrs Lopez"
Quinn smiles, wrapping her arms around Santana's neck
"Better. Don't you forget it!"
Santana laughs, twirling Quinn before they make their way to the bar.
Tonight was the second Friday of the month which meant karaoke with the gleeks. Since Mercedes and Sam were in town, everyone agreed to meet a little earlier.
"Do not smoke or drink tonight Santana, we have an early morning with my parents. I'm warning you!" Quinn sternly says pointing the girl in the chest
"Oh Quinn. When will you learn" She snatches the cigar and glass of bourbon from Puck, propping her legs on the table, releasing a puff of smoke towards her wife "Yo hago lo que quiero"
Quinn smirks "Recuérdalo"
Santana chokes, shaking her head "No fair Q, you know what you speaking Spanish does to me!"
"Enjoy your cigar Santana, that's the only thing your lips will be touching tonight" Quinn shrugs before heading towards Rachel and Kurt
An hour passes and keeping her word, Quinn has kept her distance. Now missing her wife, Santana puts out her cigar before making her way towards the bar where Rachel, Kurt and Quinn are laughing.
Santana wraps her arms around Quinn "You're not really mad at me, are you Q?"
Quinn nods "Yes Santana. I am. I asked you not to smoke, you know how hard it is to get out of the furniture? You know I don't like kissing an ashtray!"
"Oh?" Santana leans back, quirking her eyebrow "Well maybe I should find someone else to put these lips on?"
As soon as the words left her lips, Santana knew it was a mistake.
It was in that moment she knew….she fucked up!
Santana's eyes widen as Quinn inhales deeply, closing her eyes. Quinn calmly places her drink onto the bartop before removing Santana's arms from around her waist.
"Okay Santana"
"Q!" Santana tries "I was just kidding! I didn't mean it! FUCK!" She bows her head watching Quinn walk away and Sam walks over
"What happened? You okay San?"
"Oh you know Trouty, just doing what I do best"
"It'll be okay, come on" Sam laughs, picking up a shot and handing it to his friend "Let's get back, I think they're about to start."
Santana nestles in between Sam and Puck, picking up her cigar while Puck offers a light.
"Please welcome to the stage…" The bartender looks at the list before nodding "Quinn Lopez!"
"HELL YEAH!!!!!" Puck yells earning an elbow to the side from Santana. Santana confidently leans back in her chair, cigar firmly in her mouth as she begins to clap.
"That's my hot ass wife!" She cheers as Quinn takes the stage.
The music starts and Santana begins to cough
"No fucking way!" She laughs, returning back to her seat
Please don't come around talking bout that you love me Cause that love shit just ain't for me
And I don't wanna hear that you adore me And I know that all you're doing is running your mind games
Don't you know my game beats these games So your best bet is to be straight with me
So you say you wanna talk, let's talk If you won't talk, I'll walk, yeah it's like that Got a new man, he's waiting out back
Now what, what you think about that Now when I say I'm through, I'm through Basically, I'm through with you What ya wanna say, had to have it your way, had to play games
Now you're begging me to stay
There you go, looking pitiful
Just because I let you go
There you go, talking bout you want me back
But sometimes it be's like that, so
There you go, talking bout you miss me so, that you love me so, why I let ya go
There you go cause your lies got old, look at you
There you go
Please don't come around talking bout how you changed How you said good-bye to what's-her-name All it sounds like to me is new game
And I was right when I thought I'd be much better off without you
Had to get myself from round you, cause my life was all about you
So you say you wanna talk, I don't Say you wanna change, I won't
Yeah, it's like that
Had your chance, won't take ya back Now what, what ya think about that And when I say I'm through, I'm through
Basically I'm through with you, What ya wanna say Had to have it your way, had to play games, now you're begging me to stay
There you go, looking pitiful Just because I let you go There you go, talking bout you want me back
But sometimes it be's like that, so There you go, talking bout you miss me so, that you love me so, why I let ya go There you go cause your lies got old, look at you There you go
Quinn grabs the mic before struting off the stage, towards her desired target. Santana quickly puts her cigar out and attempts to clear the smoke filled air. Quinn laughs, shaking her head, finally reaching her wife. Quinn motions for Sam to scoot over and leans one hand on the back of Santana's chair. The look on Santana's face is caught between wanting to slap her for the song choice and being completely turned on but the best part? Quinn knows it.
When Santana leans up towards her wife, Quinn rolls her eyes pushing Santana back into her seat earning both cheers and boos from her fellow gleeks. Quinn laughs once more waving her hand before heading back up to the stage
As the song ends, the bar fills with cheers and Quinn places the mic back.
She flirtatiously waves, blowing a few random kisses into the audience before making her way to the bar
"Quinn" Rachel yells embracing her friend "Oh my goodness, That was absolutely amazing!"
Kurt laughs "I never doubted you for a moment Quinn!"
"Take it easy Hobbit, I can still kick your ass" Santana laughs, scotting Rachel over before maneuvering through the group of friends. "Seriously Q?"
Quinn nods, crossing her arms "That lip joke was not funny. You broke up with me once Santana Lopez and I will never forgive you for it"
Santana laughs, embracing the blonde "For fucks sake Q! It was for five minutes….five years ago!"
"Still" Quinn pouts
"Stop. You know I love you and only you. I was a fool to let you go"
Santana jokes, dramatically wrapping her arms around Quinn.
"You are such an ass Santana Lopez!" Quinn laughs as Santana's exaggerated kisses vibrate against her neck causing her to laugh louder "You're so lucky you're hot!"
Laughing, Santana releases her wife "Ditto…..Mrs Lopez!"
"Let's go home so you can make it up to me." Quinn smiles, pulling her wife in once more as she whispers the last part "Over and over and over again"
"Wanky" Santana laughs, waving carelessly to the laughing group as she's dragged out of the bar
