So, this is my story ive had in the works just because i love fluffy Brittana. I own nothing.

Brittany Pierce stared into brown eyes,tracing over caramel colored skin exposed by the royal blue bed comforter with her right hand while linking her left hand's fingers through the love of her life's. The blonde couldn't help but smile when she felt lips pressed against the finger that contained the two most important items in her life other than the person lying next to her and their son; her wedding band and engagement ring.

Its a gesture that her wife does every morning, since the day their lives became one seven years before,yet never fails to melt Brittany's heart. Even though the pair have been together since they were seventeen years old and have known each other even longer,her love for one Santana Marie Lopez Pierce continues to grow every minute.

The brunnete cups Brittany's cheeks,tracing the outline of her jaw before slowly leaning in and gently placing their lips together. Its soft yet full of emotion and Santana can't help but to smile when the pair pull apart. "What are you thinking about in that pretty head of yours?"

"How amazing my wife is."

"Yeah?"

Brittany smiles and pulls Santana on top of her,wrapping her arms around a tan waist. "Mhm. And how much I love her."

"What do you love about her?"

"Absolutely everything."

Santana rests her hands on Brittany's chest and sets her chin on them,looking up into blue eyes full of nothing but love and adoration. "Tell me." She whispers.

Brittany leans down and steals a quick kiss. "Your eyes. The way you look at me like I'm your everything,or like I'm the smartest person ever. The way they get almost a charcol color when I'm inside of you,making love. I really love that."

"Britt" Santana chuckles and hides her face in the blondes chest.

"I'm being serious!"

"What else?"

"Hmm. I love how you're so good with Bentley even though you swear you're not a kid person."

"I can handle my own kid,just not other peoples. A three year old with my temper is plenty."

"Remember yesterday when you told him that he had to clean up his cars before watching TV and he attempted to yell at you in Spanish?" Brittany couldn't help but laugh at the memory of her son's furrowed eyebrows with his dark skin tone, reminding her of Santana all over again. "And you just stood there with your mouth open."

"I was shocked! At least I didn't just laugh like someone."

"At least he said sorry. That much I understood."

The Latina shook her head and leaned up,capturing her wife's pink lips. Their lips moved together for a good minute before Brittany squeezed Santana's hips and flipped them over. "What do you love about me?"

"How wet you get from just kissing me"

"San!" Brittana slapped her wife's arm and playfully laid down,facing away from the other woman.

"Baby.."

Brittany smirked hearing the plea in her voice. She felt hands wrap her her waist as Santana rested her chin on a pale shoulder.

"You know I'm kidding. "

"Then what do you love about me?"

"Theres so much.." The Latina runs her hand over the smooth skin of her wife's toned abdomen. "But one of my favorite things about you is your smile. The way your eyes light up when something makes you really happy. I love seeing you happy,you know?"

"You make me happy." The blonde turns around and faces the other girl. "You've always made me happy."

it was short ,I know. But this is basically just a trial run to see if I should continue it. Let me hear your thoughts you beautiful people. Fave and/or follow. Review if you have time.

Xoxo,C