Another Santana/Brittany fic. This one is just a quick one shot and mostly about Brittany being... Well Brittany :) Anyway i hope you enjoy!
Santana slowly made her way towards the choir room. What a day. She thought. First Puck tries to kiss me in front of everyone! Including my fucking girlfriend for god sake! Finn then tries to make me tell Rachel that we didn't sleep together, what a douche! As if i would do a favor for him. Someone pushes Brittany over causing her to freak out a knee him where the sun don't shine. Did he really think he could get away with pushing over my girlfriend. I get kicked out of my Maths class and chipped a nail!
By the time she reached the room. She was even more frustrated then she was before. Only one person can cheer me up.
"Hey San!" shouted Brittany as she sprinted towards her.
"Thank god." she muttered before giving Brittany the 'janitor's closet now' look. However, the blond didn't catch the look the Santana gave her as she was to busy trying to think about what it was she wanted to ask." Oh yeah. S i found out something shocking."
The Latina growled a little at the stalling of sex but she was a little curious to what Brittany had discovered."What have you found Brittany?"
The blond looked around, only stopping when she was certain they were alone, and leaned in. Santana's eyes widened a little as her girlfriend's breath hit her ear, she was so turned on right now."Britt?" she tried to sound casual but it came out as a whimper.
"Can you keep a secret?" whispered the blond against her ear. Did she not know what she was doing to her?
Santana gulped audibly and nodded. They needed to get to the janitor's closet soon. very very soon.
"You sure?" came the response.
She growled again and shifted uncomfortably."Yes!"
"I think i'm..."
She waited for the blond to continue but after a couple of seconds of silence she hissed."What Britt? What?"
"Gay." finished Brittany as she moved away to see the Latina's reaction.
Santana really felt like banging her head against the wall but instead she settled for a sigh and a roll of her eyes."And you figured this out when exactly?"
"When i was talking to Rachel and Quinn, Kurt came up to us covered in slushy and said i wish people would accept us gay people. I asked who are the gay people and Quinn said You, me, Kurt, Rachel and her. How come i'm gay Santana i don't understand." she asked, confused.
"Do you know what gay means B?"
Brittany nodded."It means when someone likes someone of the same... umm... sex or something like that."
Santana smiled a little."Yes and do you like someone of the same sex?"
"... Yes." replied the blond."I like you."
"Exactly." The Latina waited for the cheerio to catch on.
"That doesn't explain why I'm gay?" pouted Brittany.
Santana took a deep breath. They were wasting their sexy time! And their Glee time... But that doesn't really matter."You like a girl Brittany."
"Oh." She said."Ohhhhh." She suddenly grinned and pulled Santana in for a hug."Thanks San your the best!"
She let out a small smile at her girlfriend's actions before pulling her away from the choir room.
"Hey S where are we going?" asked the taller girl as she allowed the brunette to drag her along the hallway.
"To the Janitors closet." replied Santana simply. They were going to make up for the time they had wasted.
"OK." smiled Brittany as the Latina pushed her inside the closet. Her girlfriend really was the best!
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