"Do you think it's always gonna be like this San?"

They're lying on the couch in a tangle of cheer sweatpant-clad limbs with the remnants of their regular "Takeout Tuesdays" on the coffee table. Brittany can never really decide between the deep fried wontons and the crab Rangoon and the truth is, Santana really doesn't like Chinese.

What Santana does like is watching Brittany lick soy sauce from the corners of her mouth. She especially likes when Brittany tosses her head back laughing after each of them read their fortune cookies with the words "in bed" tacked on to the end.

Santana gets "Allow compassion to guide your decisions" …in bed. Sometimes it's scary how perfect they work out that way. Britt's is "A soft voice may be awfully persuasive" …in bed. Santana gulps. Two for two.

They fall into this natural position, and neither of them is even sure they can remember how they got here. Brittany's head finds Santana's lap and within moments their hands are intertwined in that loose way they always do. Neither of them is scared the other will let go. Not anymore.

Santana reaches out to tuck a piece of hair that escaped from Brittany's ponytail behind her ear. "Is what gonna be like this? The ending? Yeah, baby we've watched the movie a million times and they always nail the lift."

Dirty Dancing is Brittany's favorite movie. One time she convinced Santana to sneak off during summer camp and practice that famous lift down at the lake, just like in the movie. The water was freezing and their arms and legs were sore for days, but they finally got it. "So worth it" Britt would say. That was just before they got caught and had to clean the dining hall kitchen after hours for a week. They made out behind the dish racks. "So worth it" Santana would say.

"No, no" Britt laughs, "I mean you and me. We do this every week, we watch movies and eat and just lay here. I'm happiest here, doing nothing with you. Do you think it can always stay this way?"

Santana's heart skips and flutters at the question. She replays Brittany's words in her head "I'm happiest here." She realizes that there are so many things that have been hard about getting here. All the self-doubt, all the guilt. The only thing that has been easy was the falling. In fact it was so easy she didn't even feel it happening. It was before she had a chance to catch herself that she was staying up all night on the phone. Going to school early. Leaving late. Falling asleep thinking of her. Waking up the same way. The only thing that was easy was this. This love and this place she found herself in right now.

"I don't know B. I think that this stuff is what that people in love do. They do a whole lot of nothing together and it feels like the most important thing in the world. I mean… I plan on being in love with you for a long time, if that's what you're asking." Santana's voice trails off as she gets shy and a blush threatens to surface on her cheeks. She's never been the best at feelings but Brittany's always been the best at bringing them out in her.

"Oh yeah?" Brittany giggles airily and teases, "How long?"

Santana's tone suddenly becomes serious and the space between her eyebrows gets that crinkle in it like she's working something out in her head. She wrestles with the words, momentarily chewing at her bottom lip.

"Would it scare you if I said forever?"

Brittany realizes the change in her voice, the heaviness, and now she's not joking with Santana anymore.

"No San. Not at all. I think it would scare me if you didn't."