Here is another one. I hope you guys like it. Still in quarantine. I'm so bored I think my brain is dying.

Please review! Sorry for any errors, perfection is overrated.

I do not own Glee, if I did Sam wouldn't be the only one who wanted Mercedes. She is way too fine for just him to like her. In my world they end up anyway, but I digress.

Enjoy!

Sam is looking at the front door of his house. Mercedes went home to hers and was meeting him at his. He is nervous all of a sudden. This is the house he shared with Quinn, before she ran off. This is the house he was going to start a family in with her.

With a heavy heart he opens the door when he hears a honk. "Thanks dad." She rolls her eyes and waves at him while he drives off. "Let me get those." She yanks away her luggage.

"You are crazy right. Let's go inside." She passes him and goes inside. She has been here before many times so it wasn't that strange. But sharing this house with a woman that wasn't Quinn is definitely going to be weird. Although it is Mercedes.

He walks behind her with his crutches. "It's still a beautiful home." She looks around and drops her luggage at the stairs. "Why don't you sit down and I'll make us a cup of tea."

Sam does exactly that but isn't a fan of the tea. Mercedes is very strict when it comes to doctor's orders and that means no coffee with his painkillers. "That sounds nice." He says sarcastically.

She ignores him and boils the water. While that is happening she runs upstairs to dump her luggage in her room. When she comes down the tea is already on the table and she arches a brow. "What? You were upstairs." She sits down and huffs.

"You could've called me." He smirks at her. "Now where is the fun in that? I am not handicapped Cedes. It's just hard for me to walk, that's it." She gives him a look and then she takes a sip from her tea.

This is going to be a long few weeks if he keeps it up like that.

*In the evening*

They had just eaten and are now discussing which movie to watch.

"You have watched this movie over a hundred times. Even I have seen it more than I want to. Please just let me watch anything else. We could watch The Mandalorian? I know you would love it." She just doesn't want to watch the same movie with him, again.

"But Avatar is a classic." He looks at her and sees her doe eyes begging him. "Fine." He smiles at her. She squeals in excitement and lays her head on his shoulder.

After the third episode he hears her slight snores and knows that she is asleep.

*A few hours into the night*

"Cedes?" Her head had fallen from his shoulder and was now laying on his lap. He didn't wake at the change, but now he is awake because he needs to pee. "Cedes?" He touches her cheek lightly trying to wake her up. He can't move without her moving first. And his crutches are at the table so he needs her help more than he wants to.

"What?" She asks grumpily. Her eyes still closed as she moves her head a little. At the little move he tries not to think of what her head could do more in that area.

"I need to go to the bathroom." She opens her eyes and slowly gets up. She looks at him with half open eyes and her hair is all over the place. She mumbles an okay at him and gets up. "Here." She hands him the crutches and opens the door for him. He smiles at her while passing her. "Shut up." She hisses at him.

When he comes back she in her pajamas on the couch. "What are you doing?" He says while lying down on his hospital bed that they placed for him so he didn't have to go upstairs.

"I am used to not sleeping alone. Do you mind me sleeping here? I can go upstairs if you want me to?" She bites her bottom lip. She really doesn't want to sleep alone. After sleeping in the same room as him for two weeks she was kinda used to hearing him breathe.

"No it's fine. Goodnight Cedes."

"Night, Sammy." At that they both close their eyes and fall asleep.

*Next morning*

Mercedes opens her eyes and sees that Sam's bed is empty. She shoots up and looks over at the kitchen. Sam is wearing an apron and moving with his hips to the soft music that is on. She exhales and tries to calm down her breathing.

"Good morning wifey." She rolls her eyes at the nickname. She is not going to hear the end of that… ever. "Morning." She rubs her eyes and looks at the table. She gets up and walks towards it. "Did you do this?"

He turns around and looks at her with a smile before nodding. She walks towards the kitchen and he shakes his head, swallowing the last piece of his orange. "Nope, you are no good here. Sit down." He commands.

She huffs but does what he says. He walks up to the table and puts down the orange juice. He sits down on the other side of the table and looks at her. "You sleep okay?" She nods and gets a croissant.

He pours some coffee into her mug and she eyes him. "Yeah I know. I only made it for you. I have orange juice and some tea. Geez Mercedes I am not a child." She snorts at that and his eyes shoot up.

"Okay, sorry. This looks amazing. Thank you Sam." They are silent for a while as they enjoy breakfast. The silence was comfortable and after a while they start chatting about school and family.

"Ooh wait before I forget." Sam gets up without his crutches and loses his balance. He is too late to grab the table for support as he nears the floor. Mercedes is fast enough and hits the floor first with a loud thud. "Mercedes?" Sam looks mortified as he tries to get off of her.

"No Sam your leg." She holds him in place. "I am fine." He looks at her and their faces are in close proximity of each other. She smiles at him and then her eyes travel over his face, landing on his lips.

He involuntarily licks his lips and her eyes shoot up. He inches closer and she lets it happen. Closing her eyes waiting for the feeling to wash over her. He brushes his lips over hers and they kiss. It's a sweet kiss that lingers. Definitely not a friendly kiss.

When they part he puts his lips close to her ear. "Mercy…" is all he says and wants to kiss her again. They are interrupted by the doorbell and they both laugh. More of nervousness than anything else.

Mercedes helps Sam get up and while he sits down she walks towards the front door. "Who is it?" Sam yells from the dining room.

Mercedes smiles at him being impatient when she opens the door. She gasps. "You?"

So what did you think? Who is at the door? Any guesses? Did you like the way Sam was behaving? Stay safe.