GLEE IMAGINES

secret relationship-santana lopez (part one)

All eyes were on you as you walked through the halls of McKinley High. Literally everyone turned their heads around to stare at you as you tried to slip into the choir room as quietly as possible. When you got there, it wasn't much better. Everyone's eyes were on you as well. It was kind of hard to look away. The handprint on your neck was a bright red from the night before. You took a seat in the back of the choir room, nobody daring to say a word to you. As the bell rang, your best friend, Tina Cohen-Chang, sat next to you, observing the mark.

"That's a large hand."

"Shut up." You swatted her hand away from your neck.

The bell rang and Mr. Schuester entered with his normal pep. "All right guys, who's ready for regionals?" The room burst into applause.

You didn't join the applause, however. You pulled out your phone, opening a text from your secret girlfriend, Santana Lopez.

santana <333

you couldn't have worn a turtleneck or something??

i don't own a freaking turtleneck santana

i specifically said don't leave any marks

i'm sorry

i just couldn't control myself

meet me in the history classroom after glee club

i'll show u how sorry i am

fine

"Y/N, are you okay?" Mr. Schuester's voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You placed your phone on your lap and looked up. "Do you need to go to the nurse's office? Or Principal Figgins' office?"

"Trust me, Mr. Schue, I don't think it's that kind of mark." Tina tried her best to hold back her laughs.

"Oh, uh..." Mr. Schuester just kind of moved on uncomfortably. "Rachel, Finn, let's work on that duet."

XXX

You did as Santana requested, showing up in the history classroom after glee practice. "Thanks for coming."

"How could I refuse an offer for you." You asked, crossing your arms over your chest as you sat on one of the desks. She tried to kiss you, but you dodged the kiss. "I can, however, refuse your sweet lady kisses when you leave large handprints on my neck." You gestured to your neck, which was still bright red.

"You didn't seem to mind that much last night." She tried to kiss you again, but once again you moved out of the way.

"You mean when I specifically told you not to leave any marks?"

"Okay, I sorta get the no turtleneck thing, but you couldn't have covered it up with concealer?"

You held up Santana's hand to her face. "San, look at your hand. It's very big. There's not enough concealer in Lima, Ohio to cover up the mark."

She shrugged her shoulders. "Fair enough." She looked you up and down. "But since the mark is already there..." She grabbed you by your waist, pulling you in.

"Santana Lopez, don't you dare..." You couldn't fight the temptation any longer as your lips locked with hers.

"Oh my god!" Came from the doorway of the classroom. It was Tina. "That isn't an image I can ever get out of my head." She started to pace the front of the classroom.

"Tina, Tina, Tina." You grabbed her, forcing her to stop walking. "Please calm down."

"This has been a traumatizing experience." She pushed past your grip, practically sprinting out of the classroom. You turned back to Santana.

"Y/N, you need to fix this. I'm not ready to be outed. You know what happened to Kurt here. I can't have that happen to me."

"I will, I promise."

"You better. Or else I-" She teared up as she finished the sentence. "I can't keep seeing you."