Hi everyone, this is my first ever fanfiction! I basically started writing this without a clue what the story was going to be about. Now, I kind of know what I wanna do with the story! I honestly don't know how exactly it will end yet, I just go along with my emotions on the day! Also, I'm not sure how many chapters are going to be in it. I hope you enjoy and feed backs will be appreciated! Thank you!
I had to upload and re upload because I accidentally deleted the story! Sorry!
The door opened ever so slightly and a narrow beam of light invaded the dark still room as quiet footsteps made their way towards the middle of the space, to a bed where a figure laid in the middle, on their stomach, arms stretched out to either side. The stealth figure came to a halt on the side of the bed and inspected the shape, sleeping soundly, chest rising and falling matched the light snoring sounds. A loving smile crept to the invader's face as she lifted the covers up as gently as possible trying not to to wake the current occupant.
"Britt, what are you doing?" a croaky voice delivered causing the invader to jump out of her skin and pause in her current position, one leg on the bed, and one still hanging off the edge. "Britt?" The voice repeated again, this time clearer and louder.
"San,baby, go back to sleep." Brittany replied. She didn't mean to stay up so late. In fact, she never stays up late. She was always the one who went to bed at a decent hour while Santana stayed up doing who knows what even in weekdays when she had college and Brittany had morning dance classes. However, tonight was different. She had to make sure Santana went to bed first no matter how many times she yawned and almost fell asleep sitting on the couch with Lord Tubbington who definitely spoke a few times tonight and she's sure it wasn't just a dream. Tomorrow is Santana's 21st birthday and she wanted to do something special for her girlfriend. Something special which did not involve sex, although that will probably be inevitable and will eventually be the "ultimate gift" at the end of tomorrow night. But they have all day tomorrow and Brittany, as much as she loved getting her mack on with Santana, thought that since 21 is kind of a big deal, she decided that she would spend the whole day pampering Santana with all her favourite things and so she stayed up, planning an itinerary, calling up their friends and organizing a little surprise get together. She let out a small chuckle just imagining what Santana's face will look like when she tries to act like she hates birthday surprises because Brittany knows her girl, she loved them and no one, apart from her knew this.
"What's funny?" Santana asked, confusion audible in her tone. It was too early in the morning to function and as much as she adored Brittany's laugh, her brain is about 20% switched on so right now, sleep seems like the best idea.
"Nothing babe, I just remembered something Lord Tubbington said." Brittany replied quickly as she slipped her whole body under the covers, feeling the warmth of Santana's body next to hers.
Santana opened one eye in the darkness, baffled at her girlfriend's answer. Sometimes she truly wonders if Lord Tubby actually speaks because Britt says it so much it can almost be believable. She wanted Brittany to elaborate but not right now as she felt the tiredness taking over her so she turns to lay on her back and shifts to her side of the bed to give Brittany space as she searched for her girlfriend's hand signalling her to come closer. Brittany takes Santana's hand and let their fingers intertwine as she moved closer and slipping her other arm under Santana as she buried her face on the crook of her girlfriend's neck, inhaling the familiar honey-milk scent on her skin. She doesn't know whether it's the exhaustion hitting her or the comfort of Santana's scent that quickly causes her eyes to close and her body slack as she drifted off to sleep. Santana felt Brittany's body relax beside her as she closes her eyes again and gives the girl a soft kiss on her temple before she got enveloped by sleep.
The smell of freshly brewed coffee and pancakes swiftly travelled from the kitchen to the bedroom and to her nostrils. Santana, accustomed to this smell, slowly opened her eyes, her hand searching the space beside her only to find it empty. "That's weird" she thought. Brittany, even though she slept earlier than Santana, always woke up later which made Santana the breakfast maker. She stretched and yawned a few more times before finally pulling off the covers and heading to the bathroom where she did her morning rituals.
Ten minutes later, she walked into the kitchen where Brittany was busy with the pancakes totally oblivious of Santana's presence as she moved lightly to the music on the radio. Santana smiled to herself. Like a proper huge cheesy smile. "When did I get so lucky? Here I am, watching my girlfriend cook breakfast, dancing in her boy shorts and tank top. Damn." she thought as she walked quietly towards Brittany and wrapped her hands on the taller girl's waist. "Morning, babe." She said, kissing her girlfriend's neck lightly causing the blonde girl to jump a little with the unexpected company.
"Good morning, sleepyhead. Happy 21st Birthday,baby." She said turning around to face the shorter girl, wrapping her arms around her neck and giving her a peck on the lips but before she could turn away, Santana already made a move, deepening the kiss, pushing the taller blonde into the counter, her hands playing with the waistband of Brittany's boy shorts. "San.." the blonde uttered when she had the chance to pull away, "It's... we... I... have... an...itinerary..." she continued between kisses.
Santana pulled away and looked at her girlfriend with a bemused face. "Itinerary?" she questioned as she proceeded to place light wet kisses on Brittany's neck which caused the blonde to let out an embarrassingly loud moan. Santana smiled against the taller woman's neck. "What itinerary?" she asked again, this time aware of how distracted Brittany was.
Brittany turned around to face the hob, against her will, because god knows how weak she gets under Santana's lady kisses. So with all her might she shrugs the brunettes current activities, now Santana's hands are under her shirt, on her abs tracing light circles, and focuses on producing edible pancakes.
"Santana, stop...that" She musters as she tried to collect herself from everything that's going on, Santana's hands are sliding higher and higher. "Babe. I need you to be patient and sit on the chair, please?".
The shorter brunette stopped her ministrations as soon as she heard the slight tone of command from Brittany. She likes it when Britt gets a little bossy,not just in the bedroom, in any given situation, but especially in Cama de Lopez-Pierce. "Okay babe, what's this itinerary?" She asked as she removed her wandering hands from under Brittany's shirt and sat down on the seat around the table.
Brittany placed the pancakes on the plate before serving it to Santana and placing a light peck on her lips. "Breakfast is served." She smiled before sitting down next to her girlfriend and pouring each of them a cup of coffee.
"You're gonna have to stop teasing me, Britt, if you want to get through anything in your "itinerary"." Santana joked as she started eating her pancakes. "Hmm, this is yummy babe. Thank you."
The blonde smiled. "Well, I was thinking maybe we should go out to the town and do some shopping, grab some lunch. You know something low key, I know you don't like making a big deal about your birthdays", she explained trying not to give anything away with the tone of her voice because she knows how perceptive Santana is. She's like a sidekick or was it psychic? Oh yes, psychic.
Santana placed her hand on her girlfriends knee. "Babe, you're so sweet. Of course we'll do that. I don't really care what I do for my birthday. I mean it's just a celebration of me getting old. As long as you're there, I'm good. I'm totally more than good." She replied as she inched closer to the blonde's face and gave her a kiss on the lips. "FYI, awesome make out session, though. I'm gonna be honest, I'm a little bummed we had to stop", she comments putting on a fake frown and her best puppy dog eyes.
Brittany looks at her with amusement painted all over her face. "You're such a cheat, San. You know I CAN'T say no to that face." She says as she stood up, heading to the direction of the bathroom. Santana follows her with a burning gaze that could possibly burn a whole through Brittany's back that's now exposed, as her tank top drops to her floor. Santana raised an eyebrow, finally catching on to the blonde's idea. "Kinky." She blurts out before abandoning her pancakes and bolting to the bathroom where the continuation of her birthday breakfast will continue.
This was just to introduce things to you guys, real angst/ drama will happen in chapter 3!
