She's his girl now and he did not see that shit coming. He thinks he might love her though. She's really sweet and as good in bed as she is on the dance floor. So, you know, fucking amazing and always ready.
She might not understand some things, but she gets him. That's really all he needs. Well, that and dip.
He loves when she watches the game with him and Finn because she's fucking hilarious about the most random things like asking Finn why it's so hard for him to complete passes when it's so easy for everyone else or talking about how Puck's fantasy team reminds her of the Care Bears, because -- what?
He doesn't know how to describe her other than awesome and that seems to be enough.
LOL. Randomly insulting Finn in varying voices might be my favorite pastime. I have a list of ways to ruin his name a la Santana. Finnadequate is my favorite.
God, Mike has such weird fucking taste. He likes dipping Hot Cheetos in cream cheese, which is probably the grossest thing Santana's ever heard of. She doesn't know for sure because she won't try it, but even Quinn's been roped into liking it. She's sure that's because the two of them have been making waves in his waterbed but thinking about that makes her nauseous. She just shakes her head and tells him she doesn't want any before turning her attention back to World of Warcraft. She has ass to kick.
She hates crowds, like fucking hates them more than most things. She doesn’t like random people touching her or breathing on her and that shit happens in crowds, you know? That doesn’t really explain why she’s at the county fair with Puck and Rachel. It’s basically a cesspool if you ask her and the rides are faulty, but Rachel really wanted to come and Puck asked her to do it while he slid two fingers against her nerves and pressed his lips against her neck. He’s dirty like that, which she usually likes, but she hates everything about being here.
Well, everything but the fact that Puck’s holding one of her hands and Rachel is holding the other. It’s started as a tactic to box her in, but she fucking loves attention and they promised to take good care of her tonight so she’s not going anywhere. She is complaining though because people suck and some guy nearly knocked Rachel over. She would’ve hit him if Rachel hadn’t squeezed her palm and leaned up to her ear saying she was fine
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But really though, oh my gah!! *squeee* You made it as magical as I wanted it to be!!! HEE! I ♥ you so much right now! It's, like, so perfect, like, just perfectly in character, wonderfully staged, you get that feeling of actually being at the Fair (how it always SOUNDS like a good idea at the time, but then you get there and there's other people there too and fuck, you forgot about THAT). So, it being told from Santana's POV was the perfect choice and made it all that much better.
She missed him more than she'd like to admit. He was her first kiss (in the ball pit at Chuck E. Cheese at Puck’s 9th birthday party) and her boyfriend for a while before he became an awesome friend that she could just talk to. And, yeah, she totally needed that toward the end of sophomore year and hated that he was gone when everything fell apart junior year
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“Still hate everything, huh?” He asks, still smiling. She rolls her eyes but grins anyway and tugs him into a hug.
“Took you fucking long enough to come see me.” She brushes her hands over the waves in his hair and pushes her keys into the door.
It’s kind of crazy how easy it is for them to start back up where they left off. She insults him; he insults her back and takes over her bed while making fun of how much pink her roommate has on her side.
She groans loudly because there’s so much it’s gross. The girl’s side looks like a page of WeHeartIt. The only thing she banks on is that she’ll probably have someone to watch Jersey Shore with because her roommate, Ashley or Hayley, she doesn’t remember, has a pair of shorts with DTF on the back. Suddenly Santana doesn’t feel too bad about her past exploits because she doesn’t actually walk around advertising that she’s a good lay
( ... )
They have a puppy named Yoshi who sleeps more than the three of them combined. He’s a dachshund but Santana thinks calling him a wiener dog is funnier. If it were up to her they’d have something bigger like a Lab or a Pit but she wasn’t there when Mike and Sam picked him out and they’re basically pansies
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She might not understand some things, but she gets him. That's really all he needs. Well, that and dip.
He loves when she watches the game with him and Finn because she's fucking hilarious about the most random things like asking Finn why it's so hard for him to complete passes when it's so easy for everyone else or talking about how Puck's fantasy team reminds her of the Care Bears, because -- what?
He doesn't know how to describe her other than awesome and that seems to be enough.
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the entire thing = ♥
but omg the 'why's it so hard for Finn to complete passes when it's so easy for everyone else' LMMFAO
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LOL. Randomly insulting Finn in varying voices might be my favorite pastime. I have a list of ways to ruin his name a la Santana. Finnadequate is my favorite.
I'm glad it made you laugh!
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Well, everything but the fact that Puck’s holding one of her hands and Rachel is holding the other. It’s started as a tactic to box her in, but she fucking loves attention and they promised to take good care of her tonight so she’s not going anywhere. She is complaining though because people suck and some guy nearly knocked Rachel over. She would’ve hit him if Rachel hadn’t squeezed her palm and leaned up to her ear saying she was fine ( ... )
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*squish* ♥
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“Took you fucking long enough to come see me.” She brushes her hands over the waves in his hair and pushes her keys into the door.
It’s kind of crazy how easy it is for them to start back up where they left off. She insults him; he insults her back and takes over her bed while making fun of how much pink her roommate has on her side.
She groans loudly because there’s so much it’s gross. The girl’s side looks like a page of WeHeartIt. The only thing she banks on is that she’ll probably have someone to watch Jersey Shore with because her roommate, Ashley or Hayley, she doesn’t remember, has a pair of shorts with DTF on the back. Suddenly Santana doesn’t feel too bad about her past exploits because she doesn’t actually walk around advertising that she’s a good lay ( ... )
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Perfect, bb. Loved all this. Especially the Post-It note. (Colleges are always trying to do dumb shit like that. I never participated...)
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