Author's Note: This is a one shot, fluffy Brittana story, inspired by my facebook RP. Written from Santana's POV. Don't like, don't read. (As far as I'm concerned, Bartie never existed. -grumble- Neither did/does Sinn. )

-Brittany's room, evening time-

"I'll get the popcorn!" Britt bubbled, dashing from the room.

"God, she has no idea how adorable she is," I thought to myself, glancing around her room.

I feel so at home here. With her, I feel like myself; I feel complete.

I watch her bounce back into the room, the smell of burnt popcorn following her.

"I think you burned it, Britt," I say to her, trying not to giggle. How is it I find her dinginess so endearing?

I watch her frown, and I can't help but want to kiss the wrinkle in her brow away.

"Oh," she says, vaguely, "Oh, well."

I smirk, and pop in the DVD. Labyrinth. I would never admit this to anybody but Britt, but I know every word of it.

She smiles at me, and pats the bed next to her. How did she get there already? I try to regain my composure, and join her.

She makes me feel complete, but nothing like the Santana everybody knows. How does she do that? Santana doesn't get jittery. Santana doesn't blush. At least, she doesn't, unless she's with Brittany.

I curl up next to her, and easy as breathing, she slides her arm around me. I sigh, as though instead of feeling the weight of her arm, I feel the relief as though somebody has taken a ten ton weight off my shoulders. "I'm home," I think to myself, "This is where I belong."

I lean my head against her shoulder, and feel her fingers slowly running through my hair. I feel a shiver go up my spine, like an electric jolt. I try and remember the next line, as I hear her angelic voice quote the movie.

"You have no power over me," I finish the quote. How wrong I am. How very wrong I am. She has all the power in the world over me. Thinking this emboldens me, and I finally find my voice.

"Hey, Britt? Can I talk to you about something important?" I try not to sound as hesitant and nervous as I feel.

Apparently, I don't do a very good job. She can sense something in my voice, and looks at me.

"Sure. You know you can always ask me anything," she smiles, and as always, it takes my breath away. Everybody assumes that Britt is just a dumb-blond all the time; but she's actually very intuitive.

I clear my throat, has it always been this dry? Where is my voice? Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

"Well, you know I'm like, totally crazy about you, right? Like I'm sad and lonely when I'm not with you. So, I was wondering... Will you be my girl?" What is wrong with my voice? Have I always sounded that squeaky?

She sits up, her eyes staring into mine. My body feels like it's been turned to jelly when she does that. She looks at me, tilting her head to the side, and replies.

"I've always been your girl. I'll never stop being your girl. You were my first everything. And I want to be your last everything too. So yes, if you'll be mine." She says it in a tone of voice similar to a teacher explaining a math problem to a 1st grader. Like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I feel odd; is my body still here? I can't feel it.

Did she really just say yes?

"Baby, you're the only one I've ever wanted." I whisper, wrapping my arms tighter around her, and softly kiss her cheek. She slides her hand under my chin, and kisses me softly on the lips. It's not heated, hormonal, or needy. It conveys just one thing: Love. She put all my fears to rest with that one kiss.

I lean back against her, a huge grin on my face, and turn my eyes back to the movie, but I don't really pay attention to it. Have I ever felt this light before?

I whisper "I will love you until the end of forever," and she giggles a little.

Crap.

Could she hear me? I didn't mean her to.

"For infinity and beyond?" I hear her ask, in her usual Britt fashion. I smile.

"And beyond, and beyond, and beyond." I reply, closing my eyes.

The last thing I remember is the feeling of her kissing the top of my head, whispering "I'll love you even longer, San," and pulling me tighter against her.

I fell asleep like that, warm and content, in the arms of the woman I love.

-end-

A/N: I know it's very OOC, but I don't care. I wanted a sweet non sex moment between them. I want them to be a real couple, not just a couple that RM uses to tease us with.