"I can hear drums." Brittany said, not looking up. Santana looked down at the top of her head and smiled a tiny bit, narrowing her eyes.
"Drums?" she asked. Brittany nodded in raised a hand to distractedly run through the blond's hair as she spoke.
"They're really fast and kind of uneven. But they make me want to get up and dance on the bed or something." Brittany explained, still staring off to the left.
If she was being honest, the explanation confused Santana. But she had a small idea what Brittany was talking about. "Where do you hear the drums coming from?" she asked, and Brittany confirmed her suspicions.
"You." she said softly, and Santana laughed in response, startling her. "What is it?" Brittany always hated it when Santana laughed at her. It wasn't a mean laugh but it still didn't feel good.
Santana only shakes her head and smiles. "That isn't a drum, that's my heart."
This time, Brittany looks up.