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“Maybe we can wait and see,” Sam replied, a smile playing over his lips, “it’s still a few days away, so who knows maybe I got some more energy then.” He knew what Quinn meant, the pie reminded him of the pies his grandma used to make, “I think it’s kinda like all granny’s pies,” Sam replied, he leaned back, nodding his head, “probably, but they should find something better.”

He hummed, Quinn was right, there was no rules about dating within the staff at the school, and Sam was pretty sure that there was a couple of teachers that were married to each other. “Yeah, you’re right, but if it’s okay with you,” he looked at her, “I could join you, work on my stuff while you work on yours.”

“Yeah, sure,” Quinn replied, “we still have time to decide and it’s not a hard decision as well. Town fair or.. hey, maybe we can bake at home. We’ll see.” Quinn let out a small laugh at Sam’s remark. “Well... don’t be so hard on them. I know it’s annoying on our side but I think it’s better for them to gossip around about their teacher other than bullying other students..”

“Yeah, the weekend can’t come soon enough,” Sam replied, “I need just a couple of days of doing nothing really.” A small smile playing over his lips as she pushed the plate closer to her, “take a bit, and it’s apple,” he said, “of course they do, they don’t have anything better to do.”

Getting the girls to actually believe them was hard, Sam was actually surprised that no one had said anything about them directly to his face before. The rumors had been there almost since the first day, and it didn’t help that he and Quinn had gotten along great from the start. “Well,” Sam replied, “they got nothing,” he said with a small smile, he placed his hand over hers giving it a small squeeze, “besides all they got is us sharing coffee and besides that we’re not doing anything wrong.”

“Well, if you’re too tired we can always stay in this weekend, you know. Maybe just relaxing at home is what we need,” Quinn responded. As Sam pushed the plate closer to her, Quinn took the fork and taking a bite of the apple pie. “I’ve never tried this one before, it’s pretty good. Reminds me of Granny Fabray’s apple pie...” she said, “yeah, it’s one of their form of entertainment, I guess.”

Sam smiled, taking a sip of his coffee, and a bit of the pie. “It’s been a long week, hopefully the rest will pass by fast.” He might have to skip out on the rest of the plays he was planning on going through tonight, a good nights sleep was probably what he needed more. “Yeah, I think you’re right. And I’m sure that they won’t mind, it’s not like there’s a lot of things you can do in Lima.”

It didn’t come as a surprise that the girls didn’t believe them, but as long as they didn’t do too much damage it wouldn’t be a problem. And besides that it wasn’t the first time he had heard rumors about him and Quinn. This might be the first time they had somewhat proof. “Quinn’s right, we met up here, to share some coffee between friends before we have to get back to working.” Sam gave the girls a small smile, “and I’m sure you got some homework you need to do to.”

“I hope so, can’t wait for the weekend,” Quinn agreed, “hey, what pie is that? can I steal a bite?” Quinn took another sip of her coffee. As much as she loved to stay longer in the coffee shop, she would love to have enough sleep so she needs to finish her work fast. “Yeah, they’ll just have more things about us to gossip around...”

“Yeah,” Sam replied, “I think we both need that to relax before getting back to work.” He knew what the plan was from the beginning but he hadn’t known how much work Quinn, but it did sound like she would like if they spent some more time together tonight. “Right, forgot about that,” Sam replied, “that actually sounds fun.”

It was pretty great that they managed to help each other with answers to the questions that their students had for them. “yeah, exactly, since we work together.” Sam let out a small breath, smiling at Quinn. “Oh, right I remember those,” he said, and he turned to the group of girls, “y’know all nighter’s almost never works so I wouldn’t suggest doing that too often.”

“We do. It’s been a long week for me and it’s not even Friday yet..” Quinn replied. She was happy to know that her and Sam were in the same page. After all, their relationship was still fairly new and it was natural that both of them want to spend more time together. “It’s gonna be super fun. I went there last year with Penny and it was amazing. You’ll like it,” she replied, “but there’s a big chance we’re going to run into some students there...”

“Okay,” Sam replied, “then I’ll let you get back to it when we’re done here,” he said, a small smile playing on his lips. His first thought that they could maybe watch something together, but he’d let Quinn finish up work, and they could do something later during the week. “Maybe we can do something Saturday. It’s been awhile since we did a museum or game.”

Sam wasn’t sure on how he was supposed to react to the students, he knew that he shouldn’t be surprised about a few students showing up, it was after all the only coffee places they would go to. “Hey,” Sam replied, he waved his hand, he turned to Quinn, shrugging his shoulders, it wasn’t really anything they could do. “Why are you here?” one of the girls asked, Sam wasn’t sure on what her name was. “Coffee,” Sam replied, “I’m guessing you’re here for the same thing, before we get back to work.” Sam smiled as he turned to Quinn. “Is this like a date. You’re dating!” He had no idea on what to say.

“And I’ll let you go back to your playbook too,” Quinn said, mirroring his smile, “but I don’t mind a little cuddling as well.” That was her initial plan after all: work and cuddle. At his words, Quinn shook her head. “No museum, no game. Remember when we talked about the town fair?”

Sam shrugged his shoulders, “maybe, but then they need to make sure that the rest of the team is with them,” he shook his head, “and that’s not always the easiest thing to do.” Sam was sure that he could probably talk to a couple of players, the ones that could see how things would play out.

“Yeah, we should,” he agreed, it was nice to come out, and now that they had finally established what they actually was it was a lot easier to do things together. “Yeah,” Sam made sure he had everything before e walked to the table where Quinn had sat down, he placed the try on the table, before handing Quinn her coffee, he placed the pie between them, before taking a seat himself on the other side. “So how much more grading do you have to do?” 

It didn’t take too long before Sam joined her on their table. “Thank you,” she said as she received her coffee and took a sip, “let see if this could keep me awake for a few more hours.” At his question, Quinn let out a breath. “One more class to go, which means around 20 more papers. I can take my time, but I’ve been delaying things for a while now so...”

Sam let out a small breath, “yeah, but at least I don’t have to do grading, all I have to do is figure out what players should play depending on what play we’re doing.” He ran a hand over his head, “and let’s just get something to make us stay awake for a few more hours.”

He shook his head, and yeah, he wasn’t really hungry but something sweet that they could share would be pretty nice. “Okay,” he replied, taking her hand in his. Sam placed his order, a simple black coffee and a piece of apple pie with some ice cream. He paid for everything when they had their orders ready, “so why don’t you find us a place to sit, and I’ll come join you.” Sam made sure he had everything before he followed Quinn.

Quinn nodded her head. “Well, grading is kinda fun for me. It’s really interesting to see how all the kids thinks. Maybe your players did the same as well? I mean, they might have different ideas regarding the play or something,” she replied.

Sam smiled at her, pressing a small kiss against her cheek. “Yeah,” he replied, “but I think I needed to get away from them, at least for awhile.” A small breath left his lips, “and I guess I’m taking you away from grading your papers.” Sam pressed his lips together, before he offered his arm for her to take. 

The drive to the Lima bean wasn’t that long, and it didn’t take long until they arrived. He pushed the door open for them, to enter the small coffee shop, looking around, and there was enough free tables for them. “Want to order something more than just coffee a brownie or a muffin or something?” he asked, waiting in line for them to order, “or maybe a pie to share.”

“It’s getting tiring, isn’t it? I know that feeling,” Quinn replied. She took his arm, leaned her head against it as they walked to Sam’s car. “Well, you’re not. I’m the one who’s running away from it cause I need to stay up if I’m actually going to do some grading...” she said with a chuckle.

Sam grabbed everything he needed, wallet, phone, keys and he grabbed his bag with the playbooks in, if he followed Quinn back home after their coffee he would need them to look over. He got into the car, he started it, pressing the gas down as he drove over to Quinn’s building.

It didn’t take him long to reach her house, and he got out, knocking on the door waiting for Quinn, “hey,” he said, a small smile playing over his lips, and he pressed a kiss to her cheek, “ready to go?” Sam asked, “I was thinking the Lima bean, might be the only place open right now with some decent coffee.”

Quinn could’ve make her own coffee at home, but she totally wouldn’t mind going for a coffee date with her boyfriend. She decided to grade a few more papers before Sam arrives, because who knows, he might ended up staying over later and that would mean more cuddling, less working.