574. The Marriage Meme (now with RNG options) + (DW version)

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Santana Lopez | Glee

[iwannabedirty]

I rolled a 4... and no, it isn't Sam that's pregnant!

[imthenewguy]

...you're really sure you want to do this, right? *Sam was kind of worried that Santana was only saying yes to doing this, about to go through with the whole thing just because of his 'traditional' beliefs. He thought a marriage for a baby was a good, solid foundation and he'd said that almost absently when they'd first discovered everything. Then it kind of tumbled from here - at least, that's how Sam saw it.*

LOL! :P I'm just gonna go with it, no verse attachment, quasi-canon. Cool?

[iwannabedirty]

[If Santana had a choice in the matter, no, she probably wouldn't be going through with this. She was eighteen and in high school, for fuck's sake, and she and Sam had made a mistake. But once she told her parents the news, they insisted that she get married. They were good Catholics, and while the rules were bendable, this was something they wouldn't budge on. It didn't matter that this whole situation was a result of too much to drink at a post-Regionals win party or that she was still into girls. She was pregnant, Sam was the father, end of story. She had hoped Sam would be on her side and say that they didn't have to get married, but apparently, he and his family were very 'traditional'. And now she was stuck

works for me!

[imthenewguy]

*Sam fidgeted uncomfortably as he stood near her, his hands stuck in his pockets. He knew that Santana didn't really want to do this and truthfully, neither did he. He liked Santana, a lot, but the fact was that he knew Santana wasn't interested in him like that and, as much as he wanted to do the right thing, he wanted marriage to be for life. Which meant he was pretty sure for the rest of his life he'd have to get used to them being more like siblings than a married couple. They wouldn't have that romantic honeymoon phase. They wouldn't spend hours just lazing together, wrapped up in each other. He knew that quite obviously, they'd gotten somewhere once under the influence of alcohol but that didn't mean they would again.

From a guy perspective, it kind of sucked.

He frowned at her response, giving the smallest of nods in response.* I'm sorry. *And he was. He'd never meant for them to end up like this and he felt so terribly guilty for it.*

[iwannabedirty]

[She wished there was a way out of this. She knew this wasn't something wanted either, just by looking at him. They were awkward and fidgety and clearly both wanted to be elsewhere. She had no desire to be with him like this - alcohol had caused it once, but she had been serious when she had come out of the closet. She'd thought her parents supported that and her, but then with how much they'd pushed this... 'The dumb girl got pregnant, stick her with the father for the rest of her life and she won't be a lesbian anymore!' But that wasn't how it was going to work out.]

Don't apologize. [She sighed. Apologies were pointless.] We have to do it. ...Right? [She looked up at him, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. They didn't have to go through with it, did they? This was their decision, not their parents'. It wasn't too late to take a stand and turn around.]

[imthenewguy]

You know how everybody is gonna react if we don't. *Even his own belief that the best thing for a baby was a stable family was wavering. Mostly because he knew they wouldn't be a stable family. He couldn't cheat and stray - he wasn't that kind of guy - so chances were he was going to end up miserable. He cared about Santana, very much so, but he knew love wasn't on the agenda for them. But now things had gotten to this stage it felt like there was nothing but pressure weighing them both down.*

[iwannabedirty]

I know, but... this should be about us. [She made sure to put extra emphasis on the word 'us' and locked eyes with Sam.] You're a great guy, Sammy. You're my friend, and you know I like you. But...we're not in love. And don't you think that you should be in love, to get married?

[imthenewguy]

Well, yeah. But... I guess they all have a point, you know? We're having a baby together. *Though he completely understood of course how that didn't make for a good marriage. It was like park of him actually wanted Santana to talk him out of this, and that was why his argument back was so weak. He wanted to be a good father, to stand by her and do everything he could to support them both. But he wanted his own life, too.*

[iwannabedirty]

So? I mean, yeah, but that doesn't mean we have to get married. [She was getting very into her argument now and was hoping her reasoning would talk him out of it. She would feel much better about turning around if he did too.] There are plenty of people out there who've been in this kind of situation and have made it work. Do you really think I would keep your kid from you? I'm a bitch, but even I would pull that. [She widened her eyes slightly, practically pleading with him now. She had gone along with most things to this point, not without bitching, but it hadn't seemed real. Now, it was very real and it was her last chance to make things right. She didn't want to be miserable or make Sam miserable for the rest of their lives.] Think about it. We can work it that way, you know?

[imthenewguy]

Yeah but have those people had their parents tell them how crazy it would be to not be married? Your Mom and Dad alone have been... well, kind of scary about it all. *His parents were more supportive but Sam wanted to make them proud. And to him, marrying Santana and being a family would make them proud. Silly logic, but it was all he had.*

[iwannabedirty]

My mom and dad are insane. I should have said no to all of this to begin with. [She sighed. It really would have solved it all, in her mind, even if her parents wouldn't have been happy.] We wouldn't in this situation. But we still have an out. And you can't really look me in the eyes and tell me you want to be stuck with me for the rest of your life.

[imthenewguy]

Well... if you liked guys, maybe. But you know, I'm kind of totally the wrong gender for you. *So maybe, just maybe if Santana was in to guys Sam would be okay with this. But he knew, really, there was no happy ending for them if they got married.*

[iwannabedirty]

[Santana couldn't help the amusement that took over her expression at his words. She reached out to hug him.] If I did, you would be at the top of the list, Sammy.

[imthenewguy]

Well, that's definitely a compliment. Right? Yeah, it is. *He wrapped an arm around her and blew out a quiet breath, giving her a squeeze as he did so.* It'd be an honor to marry you. But... we're not going to, are we?

[iwannabedirty]

I'm not ready. [Santana said softly, leaning her head against his shoulder.] And I want you to be able to marry the one you really love. [She gave him a knowing look. She knew there was someone he had his eye on, and he deserved that happiness.]

[imthenewguy]

*He half smiled, a sad sort of smile, and gave a shrug of one of his shoulders. He didn't see how he would get the girl in the end now. He was going to be a teenage father. He was going to be known as the guy that knocked Santana up when they were drunk. That was hardly a reputation girls went for.*