𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 | s. lopez

Movin' Out

best blam duet imo ^^^ had to include this because duh

"Juniper, get your little ass out of bed and get out here!" Santana shouted from the other room.

Juniper groaned and pulled the blanket over her head, burying her face in the pillow. She heard the curtain to the room open. A few seconds later the blanket was yanked down and she was hit with a wave of cold as the warmth was taken away.

"What the fuck, San?" the younger girl groaned. "I'm cold now."

"Then give me a hug and you won't be," said someone as they came into the room with their big lips spread in a huge smile.

"Sammy!" Juniper exclaimed as she leaped out of bed and jumped into Sam's arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

"Hey," Blaine said awkwardly. "So great to see you too."

"Hi Blainey." The brunette waved at the boy before hugging Sam tighter. "I missed you."

"Missed you more," said the blonde boy.

"Alright, that's enough of that," said Santana. "Get your man hands off of her, Trouty."

Sam put Juniper down and raised his hands in mock surrender as she went to hug Blaine.

"It's good to see you, Blaine," said the brunette.

"Good to see you too, Juni." He smiled at her as they pulled out of the hug before looking over her shoulder and furrowing his brows as he watched Santana quietly scold Sam. "So, are you guys back together?"

"No," Juniper sighed, crossing her arms as disappointment flooded her face. "She's acting like it though. It's even more confusing for me than sophomore year."

"What happened sophomore year?"

"We had a... friends with benefits thing..." the brunette mumbled and Blaine's eyes widened in shock. "Long story."

****

Juniper was standing next to Santana, staring at the piano that Blaine and Sam gifted to Kurt and Rachel.

"We don't have room for this," said the Latina as she played a singular note.

"Yes, we do," said Kurt. "Right there."

"Okay, seriously, I'm not gonna be able to survive if you and your Hagberry are gonna be tickling those ivories belting out gay hits from Rent and Showboat all day."

"Rent is amazing," said Juniper as she sat down on the floor next to Sam. "And the songs are incredible."

"They are," Blaine agreed before turning to Santana, who was glaring at Sam. "It's a thank you for allowing me and Sam to stay here."

"Okay, you guys, I have some bread here if you want it," said Rachel as she set a basket of freshly baked rolls down on the table.

"Thanks, Rach," said Juniper as she reached for a roll.

"No can do," Sam mumbled. "I'm just on this Mentos and flavored air diet."

"Sam, that's ridiculous," Juniper scoffed through a mouthful of bread. "You don't need to lose ten pounds."

"Trust me, that's not a rabbit hole you want to fall down," said Santana. "I've been there, and it's not fun."

"Yeah, Sam, we all agree," said Kurt. "You don't need to be prison camp skinny to be a model. We think you should find another agency."