Britt?
You suddenly feel the weight of your name being poured into you like sweet honey. A warmth gently slides down the bridge of your nose as darkness creeps up on you somehow. You slowly try to blink it away and come to find the silhouette of-
Hey.
Sweet honey.
She taps your nose. Sleep is still caught in your throat, but you manage a whisper.
Hi.
You feel the heat of her legs under the comforter as she moves closer to you, her foot bumping yours.
You okay?
She nods and says yeah, her face inching towards yours.
I just... wanted to tell you something. I'm sorry I woke you.
Her voice echos in your head of all the things she could possibly say.
It's okay, San. What's the matter?
She's picking at her nails as she looks at them and takes a little breath. You remove your left hand from under the covers and put it over hers.
She lifts her head and the breath she lets go of hits your fingers.
San?
Your eyes are hooked into each other now, your thumb softly stroking her knuckles.
I just-I need..
You pull her hand underneath yours closer to your chest and tangle all of your fingers together.
I just really need you to know how much I love you.
You chuckle to suppress the wave of tingles washing over your whole body.
You woke me up...
The right corner of your lips curl into your pillow.
...to tell me you love me?
Her eyebrows furrow and her lips slightly purse.
Yeah, I'm sorry. Is that stup-
Your grip on her hand tightens.
No. Never.
You just can't believe how perfect she is, how-
You're adorable.
You raise her hand towards your lips and give a peck to her thumb.
And amazing.
her forefinger.
And brilliant.
her middle finger.
And precious.
her ring finger.
And perfect.
her pinkie.
You pull her hand close above your heart and she fastens your grip on her to slide herself closer to your face. A breath escapes from her as you tilt your head up to sprinkle kisses first on her nose, and whisper
perfect.
left cheek.
perfect.
right cheek.
perfect.
So freakin' perfect.
I lov-
She cuts you off and gives you the softest, sweetest smile you've ever felt on your lips and you can't help but try to reciprocate her smile, one you stow away just for her. You inhale strawberries and pure Santana before you both slip the tips of your tongues between each others lips. You let go of her hand to curl your fingers around her neck, your thumb firm on her right temple, her now lone hand pressing hard against your ribs, snaking a path down to your waist and under your shirt. Your bodies now flush together. She keeps the right kind of pressure starting on the dimple of your lower back, scratching her way up your spine to the space between your shoulder blades.
You're playing tug of war with a single breath being pulled over and under the slip of your tongues. You hesitantly pull away, now peppering your kisses on the curls of her smile.
I love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you.
Your love yous are tripping over each other now so she kisses your forehead and then traces your bottom lip with her thumb, keeping her anchor eyes weighing down in the oceans of yours.
I... fucking love you.
She says as she slightly shakes her head. You both chuckle with your sugary smiles.
Sweet honey fills you up, weighs you down. Perfectly.