Sweets

Summary: Brittany is the only one that knows about Santana's sweet side, but for now, she doesn't really care that she has to hide it. It just means that she gets her sweets all to herself. (Begins somewhere in Season 1. Canon for the most part. 3rd person POV.)

A/N: By the way, it's also pretty fluffy. I think. I also set it to the M rating mostly because of language, so SORRY to my smut lovers. Although the absence of smut may or may not change in the future. This is my first fanfic so I would greatly appreciate it if you guys would review. Hit me up with suggestions and let me know what you want to read more of! Hope you guys enjoy!

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Disclaimer: I own neither Glee, nor its characters! Just a harmless little Brittana lover here.

Chapter 1: Santana's Designated Sleep Interrupter

She wakes up to the sound of her old bed frame creaking over and over again and furrows her eyebrows with discontentment at the thought of being woken up so early. She holds on desperately to her pillow, trying to cling to sleep, but it feels as though her body was being thrown up in the air every single time her invader's feet land on her mattress.

"Uuuugggghhhh. Why meeeeeeeeeee?" Santana moans out to no one in particular.

But as soon as Santana hears that unmistakably cute giggle in her ear, and feels blonde hairs mixed with her own brown ones, the frown on her face is soon replaced with an attempt at a smile. She snatches the blonde as soon as she lands again, wrapping her arms tightly around her and bringing her down to her level. Santana nuzzles into her neck and closes her eyes, ignoring the angelic voice that is currently pleading for her to release her.

"Santana. Santana! Let me go! We have to hurry and feed the ducks before they get even hungrier!" Brittany exclaims, still struggling to get out of Santana's strong hold.

"Brittttttt, chilllllllll. The ducks called me and told me they don't have anything going on later anyway, so we can just hang out here for a bit," Santana replies, opening her eyes and peeking, hoping her favorite blonde would buy it.

Brittany pouts like a lost puppy, knowing that Santana would have to give in eventually. But alas, she did not prevail. If she knew anything about her best friend, it was that if Santana wanted sleep, she was gonna get her sleep no matter what.

"Alright, fine! But you owe me later."

And with a change in demeanor, Brittany stopped struggling and lied down against her, wrapping her arms around Santana tighter than the girl was wrapping her arms around her, if that was even possible. Santana closed her eyes again in comfort. They lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the still air and the subtle rays of light streaming through Santana's windows.

"Good morning, sweets," she said softly in Santana's ear.

Santana opened her eyes at that. Her heart sped up a bit, but she scoffed and feigned displeasure upon hearing Brittany's nickname for her.

"Britt," she whined. "you know I don't like it when you call me that."

Brittany smirked knowingly.

"You know," Brittany mocked. "you should really practice controlling your heartbeat. And besides, I really like calling you sweets, so I'm not gonna stop. I think it's really cute that you have this really soft and sweet side that no one else sees but me."

Santana rolled her eyes at that. She tried to suppress the smile that was threatening to show itself, but she just couldn't.

"Whatever," she dismissed. She closed her eyes once again and continued to enjoy the warmth of having Brittany in her arms, but pouted when she felt her friend slowly move out of her arms and off of the bed.

Brittany noticed this and bent down to cup Santana's cheek. She stared into her favorite chocolate brown eyes until she spoke with a glimmer in her own eyes.

"Awww… poor baby," Britt teased. "Well, I'm sorry, sweets! If you want some more of this hot piece of ass, you're gonna have to get your own fine ass out of bed!"

And with that, Brittany smacked her butt and sauntered out of her bedroom. Santana smiled and felt her cheeks turn red at the antics of her best friend. She noticed her best friend's outfit for the first time that morning: an old cheer camp t-shirt, a pair of small black boy shorts, and knee socks covered in unicorns.

I guess she was so excited to feed the ducks with me that she didn't even bother changing out of her PJs, thought Santana.

She was almost convinced that she should get out of bed and join her right this second, but of course, she found herself closing her eyes again and dreaming of her and Brittany.

Only fifteen minutes later, she woke up to something hitting her face hard and exploding upon impact. Santana sat up angrily. She brought her fingers up to her cheek and discovered that it was wet, as was her hair, her clothes, and her sheets.

"What the fuck?" she asked slowly, whipping her head towards the door when she heard giggling. She spotted a strand of blond hair peaking past the doorway, when suddenly Brittany's face appeared in the doorway after she realized she was caught.

Brittany giggled again and ran into the kitchen with her cute unicorn socks, trying to find a safe place to hide.

At least she's not mad that I didn't get up. I'm so lucky to have her, Santana thought to herself.

She darts out of bed and tries to hunt Brittany down whilst in her soaking wet attire. She stops when she finds Brittany ducking behind the kitchen counter, her head popping up above.

"Oh, San! I didn't realize that you wanted to do a wet t-shirt contest! I thought we were saving that for later," Brittany jokes with a devious smile. Upon seeing Santana's furious look, she races out of the front door and down the street towards the safety of her own bedroom.

"BRITT! I'm going to get you for this!" Santana yells as she runs and follows her out onto the sidewalk.

"Hey, no fair!" Brittany yells back. "It wasn't me! It was your mom's idea!"

A/N: Thanks for reading so far! Hope you guys enjoyed it!

I have a lot of this story planned out already but I'm not really planning on having a regular update schedule. I'm kinda just gonna update whenever I feel like it. But DON'T WORRY! Lately, I've been staying home every day on weekdays so I'm probably going to be writing a lot, since I have nothing better to do. :)

Until next time!

-Andy