A/N Everything up until the end of 'Diva' is canon, after that episode it's all AU.
Santana walked out of the bathroom, only a thin, white towel keeping her from being stark naked, her dark hair was still damp and a few pieces stuck to her forehead despite her best attempts at sweeping them to the side of her head. She noticed Rachel sitting at the kitchen table almost immediately, her deep brown eyes were filled with lust and desire as they scanned Santana's body, soaking in every inch of the taller woman's body before she quickly looked away when she saw that Santana had caught her red handed.
Santana only rolled her eyes at the lighter haired brunette who sat in a pair of pyjama pants and a tank top, her hair tied in a messy bun on the top of her head.
"Look, Berry, I know I'm smoking and you're probably getting all hot and bothered just looking at me but you don't have to stare like you're an owl and I'm a helpless mouse" The Latina spoke as she wandered over to the fridge, pulling out a bottle of water before disappearing into her bedroom.
Santana had been living with Rachel, Kurt and Brody for a week now and she already walked around the apartment like she had been living there for years, not that Rachel minded in the least bit, especially if she got to witness Santana in so little clothing at times just like that evening.
Rachel didn't know what had come over her, Santana and her had built up a nice friendship over the last year, finally coming to the point that Rachel could say that Santana was one of her best friends, and though Santana wouldn't admit it herself, she felt the same way about Rachel.
But lately, Rachel had been seeing Santana in a whole new light, she had been looking at her more closely, she found her heart racing when Santana leaned across her to get something or when their hands accidently brushed, and she didn't know what her heart was doing when Santana was around, it scared her to no end the things she had been feeling.
Her mind drifted to Santana for what felt like the hundredth time that day, she couldn't help but picture her beautiful, glimmering eyes and her long tanned legs that appeared to go on for miles, and it wasn't Rachel's fault that Santana had the perfect boobs to ever be on a woman, despite the fact she had had a boob job, and she could only imagine what she would look like naked, even more beautiful and perfect, she thought.
Rachel had to force herself to come back to reality, what she was feeling could simply be blamed on curiosity, she was completely and utterly straight, she had been all of her life.
It was as if to remind her of his existence that Brody walked through the front door of their apartment, a dance bag tossed of his shoulder and a smile spread across his face.
"Hey, Sexy" he greeted her, placing his bag on the ground before wrapping his arms around her from behind, kissing her neck, biting on the skin gently.
Rachel forced a smile on her lips, turning around in her chair so she could see him properly, "Hey, Brody, how are you?" she asked.
The older man gestured for Rachel to stand up, plopping himself down on the chair as she did as he asked, before pulling the petite brunette down on his lap, "I'm good, hottie, how 'bout you? Miss me today?"
"I'm great. And of course I missed you" Rachel semi-lied as she kissed his cheek before standing up from her position on his lap. "I can heat up some of the extras from dinner tonight if you'd like? Sorry we couldn't wait for you, Auntie Snixx was apparently hungry and needed to get her food on" she giggled, opening the fridge and pulling a plate out of it.
"That'd be great. I'm going to go do some work, call me when dinner's ready" Brody replied, he stood up too and walked in to their bedroom, closing the door shut behind him.
It was another ten minutes until Santana returned to the kitchen. Kurt was already out for the night, despite the fact it was only nine o' clock and it was a Saturday, so it was relatively quiet in the apartment that night.
"Hey Hobbit, I see the Chipmunk needs fed. How long till we send him back in to the wild where he belongs?" Santana asked as she sunk down in to a chair with her nail file in hand.
"Hello Santana" Rachel replied, ignoring the girl's comment, although she did look up at her as she put Brody's dinner on a plate. Santana was now wearing a short black lacy nighty and her hair fell down her shoulder in soft waves. Rachel couldn't help the quiet moan that escaped her throat as she looked over Santana for the second time that evening. The nighty highlighted the curve of her breasts magically and if Santana were to turn around, Rachel was sure she could say the same thing about her ass.
Santana smirked at her friend as she watched how the woman's mouth nearly dropped open at the sight of her, "You like, Hobbit?" she asked seductively.
"You look..." Rachel started, trying to piece words together in her mind, "Very nice" she finally said.
Santana only laughed at the shorter woman, "You wanna watch 'Sex and the City' tonight? Mama Lopez bought me all the seasons when I graduated."
Rachel was glad Santana wasn't completely disgusted by the way she had been gawking at her, and was grateful for the topic change. "Sure, I've only seen episodes here and there; it'd be good to watch them in order"
She picked up the plate and walked to her and Brody's bedroom, placing the meal on the desk next to Brody and let him kiss her before she joined Santana on the sofa, where the girl had already set up the DVD.
Santana hit play and they sat in comfortable silence for most of the episode, not even realising that as the programme went on, they were moving closer to each other, to the point that their shoulders and legs were brushing against each other.
Rachel must have fallen asleep sometime during the programme since the next thing she knew, she was woken up by sunlight streaming through the window, and someone singing a quiet tune in the kitchen.
The young woman yawned as her eyes opened and adjusted to the light in the room. She looked around her to find that she wasn't in her bedroom, but she was still lying on the couch. And she wasn't alone; lying next to her was the sleeping form of Santana Lopez. It was then that Rachel realised that her legs were tangled with the Latina's and one of her arms was slung across the other woman's waist.
Rachel was quick to stand up, trying not to wake Santana as she did so. The brunette looked up to find Kurt standing in the kitchen watching her with a strange look on his face.
"Good Morning, Baby Barbra, sleep well?" He asked, a smile forming on his lips as Rachel walked over to him, sitting down at the table.
"Morning, Kurt. And yes, I did, but at the same time I didn't, there's a reason people don't like sleeping on couches and prefer beds" She replied.
Kurt glanced over at Santana and then back at Rachel, and with a sigh he asked the question Rachel would have rather avoided, "Why did I wake up and come to the kitchen to find you and Santana asleep in each other's arms?"
Rachel could only bite her lip and look up at her friend, "I honestly have no idea, we were watching 'Sex and the City' and the next thing I know its morning and I'm extremely close to Santana"
What was actually on the girl's mind however, was how nice it felt to wake up to Santana in her arms. The Latina seemed to find a way to look beautiful even when she was sleeping, she looked so vulnerable yet adorable at the same time, and it made Rachel's heart flutter at the sight.