Santana grinned as she entered the kitchen after her daily run to find Rachel in her running shorts and a sports bra that she'd worn while working out on her elliptical. "Damn, my girl is fine!" she said, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist and kissing her neck.
"Tana, I'm sweaty!" Rachel squealed, giggling as the Latina continued kissing her.
"So am I. I don't care. Where are your dads?" Santana asked.
"They went to lunch with your parents. I don't know when they'll be back." Rachel said, turning around and kissing her girlfriend. Well, trying to. Santana pulled away to look at the kitchen clock.
"How long was I gone?" she asked.
"Two and a half hours. I assumed you had a lot to think about. When you need to think, you're gone longer." Rachel explained. Santana nodded slowly. "What's going on in that brain of yours?"
"It's just... We graduate tomorrow. Everything is about to end, Rach. It's scary." Santana said. Rachel smiled softly. "I'm just glad that we're going to have each other in New York."
"So am I." Rachel said, leaning up against the counter as Santana kissed her.
"And you wonder why she wanted to continue to live here instead of moving home with us.." The pair broke apart to see both sets of parents smirking at them. Not moving her hands from Rachel's hip and neck, Santana smiled sheepishly at the four adults.
"I have to say, I'd feel slightly more comfortable about this situation if you two were wearing more than sports bras and shorts." Hiram said. Rachel blushed heavily and Santana chuckled.
"Baby, you've got a great body. Don't you dare be embarrassed about it."
"Yes, well, I'd rather my fathers and my girlfriend's parents didn't see it." Santana smirked and leaned in.
"What about your girlfriend?" she whispered in Rachel's ear. The diva giggled.
"You can see it whenever you want." she said, smiling up at Santana.
"As parents, that's not what we want to hear from our daughters that are going to be sharing an apartment in New York." Robert said. Santana sighed.
"Dad, you're sort of ruining the moment." she said.
"Go get dressed." Leroy requested. Santana sighed and pulled Rachel upstairs. "Be dressed in two minutes!"
"I can't wait until we're in New York." Santana whispered as they went upstairs.
"I did say two minutes, right?" Leroy asked ten minutes later. Maria, Robert, and Hiram nodded. "I'll go check on them." he said, walking upstairs and going to Rachel's room. He opened the door to find the girls wearing short shorts and tank tops. They were lying down on the bed, making out, with Santana's leg around Rachel's waist, one hand on her back and one hand on her cheek. Rachel had one arm wrapped around Santana's waist and her free hand resting on the Latina's neck. "I believe I said be downstairs two minutes." he said. The pair broke apart.
"Technically, you said be dressed in two minutes. You never said anything about being downstairs." Santana said, smirking. He sighed.
"I liked it better when you were scared of me." he said. Santana smiled up at him. "By the way, those outfits aren't much better than what you were wearing before."
"We're out of our bras." Rachel pointed out. Santana bit her lip to hide her laughter.
"Sometimes I wish you two weren't together."
"No you don't. You're the one who told us we're soulmates." Santana said, giggling crazily. Leroy sighed, but smiled as his daughter smiled softly at her girlfriend. Santana was a pain in his ass sometimes, but he'd grown to think of her as a daughter and he knew that she would always look out for and protect his daughter.
"Yes, well... You're seemingly perfect for each other. I just don't like to see my daughter making out." he said. Santana smirked.
"If you'd knocked, you wouldn't have seen it." she said. Leroy rolled his eyes, but smiled at his daughter's girlfriend.
"Daddy, I just want to spend time with Santana." Rachel said. He sighed.
"All right. But any one of us could come in here at any time, so keep it to kissing." he said. The two girls smiled at him and nodded as he closed the door.
"Did your father just give us permission to make out?" Santana asked. Rachel giggled and nodded. "Awesome." she whispered, leaning in and kissing the diva.
"Congratulations, Ms. Valedictorian." Santana said, smiling as she found her girlfriend after the ceremony. They'd been separated due to both alphabetical seating arrangements and the fact that Rachel was the valedictorian. "I am so proud of you!"
"Was it too cheesy?" Rachel asked. Santana shook her head.
"Baby, you were perfect." she promised, softly kissing the newly-graduated diva before readjusting the cap that she'd thrown off. "You look beautiful."
"I'm dressed exactly like you and the rest of our class." Rachel said. Santana smiled softly.
"And yet you seem to outshine all of them." she said, squeezing her hands just as their parents walked up.
"We are so proud of both of you." Robert said, hugging the girls after they'd finished taking pictures.
"Espescailly you, Rachel. You're the valedictorian." Maria said. Santana frowned.
"Thanks Mom." she said. Maria laughed and hugged her daughter.
"I'm so proud of you, mija. I love you so much." she whispered. Santana smiled.
"I love you too, Mom." she said, hugging back.
"I can't believe you're moving to New York in a week." Santana chuckled.
"Well, it's happening, so..." Maria smiled.
"I'm so proud of you. My baby got into Columbia!" she said. Santana blushed. "You're going to do great things in life, sweetheart."
Santana bit her lip as Rachel slowly walked around their loft. "Baby, are you okay?" she asked. Rachel nodded slowly.
"I've never been away from home on such a permanent basis before." she whispered. Santana grabbed her hand. "But wherever you are is my home now."
"I love you so much, Rachel." Santana said, kissing her girlfriend.
"I love you too, Tana." Rachel replied, hugging Santana.
"I"m just glad we have three months to get used to the city before we start school." Santana said. Rachel nodded. "And the best part? I can walk around in my sports bra and kiss you without having to worry about your dads walking in." Rachel giggled softly and hugged her girlfriend.
"You're crazy, Lopez." Santana laughed as she pulled Rachel to sit on their couch.
"You know, one day you're gonna be a Lopez." she pointed out. Rachel grinned and nodded. "And I'm gonna be so proud to call you my wife."
"Are we gonna have kids?" Rachel asked. Santana smiled.
"You know it, baby." she said, giggling and kissing Rachel. The diva grinned and leaned into her girlfriend.
A/N: The next chapter is the epilogue