"Hey, honey do you know where my favorite earrings are?" Brittany called over her shoulder after riffling through her jewelry box forever. "How do these things just disappear?" she mumbled to herself.
"Maybe the gnomes took them."
She could hear the smirk in her words before she even turned around to see it. "Ha Ha, you're a laugh riot." She said turning around to face her, narrowing her eyes.
"I'm just saying when is the last time you fed them… or whatever." The darker skinned woman teased holding up her palms.
"Santana, I'm serious!" She snapped frustrated. "We have to leave in like ten minutes and I'm hardly ready." She turned back to her mirror hooking on a different set of earrings with a defeated look.
"Hey…" Santana came up behind her wrapping her arms around her middle and setting her chin on her shoulder. "Why are you stressing so much about this, its just those lame Glee kids."
Brittany recognized the mocking tone of the old Santana ringing through in her words, how she said Glee so distastefully. She couldn't help the smile. "I don't know… I just think we where so different in high school, I just want to make a good impression or something."
"Britt its just a reunion, and besides you are amazing no matter what earrings your wearing." She smiled at her nuzzling her nose in her hair.
She swiveled around in her arms "Just promise me you wont make any snide remarks toward Rachel Berry, no matter how ridiculous her outfit is…"
Santana laughed, shaking her head. "I can try babe, but no promises."
Brittany pouted suppressing a grin "Santana Lopez, you play nice! Its been five years picking on Rachel should not be one of your hobbies anymore."
"Don't worry," Santana said taking her chin in her fingertips. "I'll only have eyes for one girl tonight."
Brittany blushed, even after all this time her heart still pounded wildly when Santana was this close to her. She watched her lean in and closed her eyes awaiting familiar lips, that settled on hers.
"Ewww!" came a squeal from the doorway. Before Brittany had her eyes open the boy had cleared the room and knocked into their legs. A mess of blonde hair and blue eyes looking up at them.
"What do you mean eww?" Santana countered, breaking her hold on Brittany and chasing after the boy who screeched happily and rounded the bed before she caught up to him wrapping him in her arms and scooping him up. He writhed and giggled in her arms as she tickled him.
"Mommy stop!" He pleaded trying to escape. She set him down on the bed getting down to his level to face him.
"You be good for the babysitter ok?" She said mussing up his blond hair.
"OK mommy…" the boy said rolling his eyes.
She tackled him to the bed with another bought of tickling. "Who are you rolling those little eyes at?" She teased as he giggled wildly beneath her.
Brittany watched them with a smile, she loved them both dearly, it made her heart swell watching them play together like that. Although Liam, who was now three, wasn't technically Santana's they both considered him theirs equally. They had both decided to start a family together, both went to the fertility clinic. Santana was there for all nine months of morning sickness, mood swings, and three am cravings. She was right beside her when he was born, and they both loved him just the same.
"Santana… we better get going." she said smoothing out her dress holding her clutch by her side.
When Santana looked up at her she could see her eyes sparkle. She stood up straight straitening her own dress out and walking back over to her. "You look stunning babe." she said to her, sounding completely genuine and leaning in to kiss her again.
"Eww!" came another squeal from Liam as he ran out of the room "Abby, mommies are being so gross!" he yelled to the babysitter as he ran down the hallway.
Santana chuckled, shaking her head. "That kid." She took her hand "Ready?"