AN: So I normally write alot more then this, but this is my first Brittana as a couple fic, so I figured I'd go slow. It was a prompt for 4th of July, and bam, you have what you ahve in front of you! If you all like it, maybe i'll write more. Please Review!
"S, you need to take him for me!" Britt yelled out the backdoor, as she tried to prevent the nice cold air from the AC from getting out. "S, please!"
It was their first Fourth of July in the new house, the house they'd bought together. It wasn't their first apartment, their first condo, it was their first house. Something they'd worked a long time to get to.
They'd been married for close to ten years, ten whole years. It was hard to believe after how hard it'd been for them to get together during high school. That ten years after it ended they'd be married, have a house together, have a son together, and be expecting again. It was almost surreal. More then Brittany could have ever dreamed about.
"Milo, are you making Mama crazy again?" Santana questioned the fifteen month old as she took him from the blondes arms, and placed a kiss to his forehead "Or is Mama making you crazy?"
"He's driving me crazy, even the dogs are hiding" Britt laughed as she found her way to one of the kitchen chairs, her hands resting on her ever growing bump as she eased herself down. "Between this one's insistent kicking, and his running around the house pretending he's a duck….Why did we agree to fourth of July this year? Why did we agree to any of this?"
Handing Milo off to Quinn as she walked by Santana waited until everyone was out of the house before responding. Sitting down in the opposite chair, she instantly picked up one of the blondes slim dancers legs and put it in her lap, her cold hands going right to massaging her swollen feet.
"Because you were insistent we have a house full of kids, and dogs, and ducks…although I think I said no to that one" She smirked.
"Well we were crazy, they should have locked us up and thrown away the key!" Britt responded as she shut her eyes and let the touch of her wife's nice cold hands do wonders to her aching feet. "But I really do love what your hands can do"
"If only we didn't have a backyard full of people"
Britt smirked, she had a comeback for her, but now just wasn't the time.
"Tonight, after everyone's gone and Milo's down for the night….we'll relax in the pool. Just you and me, in the nice icy coldness of it. How's that sound? We'll even keep the dogs inside" The dogs did have a nasty habit of jumping in the pool to be with them. "How's that sound?"
Britt thought for a moment, her face relaxing more and more as her wife continued to massage her feet. It felt all to good, part of Britt knew that if she let herself (and Santana probably would let her) she'd be able to fall asleep right then and there. Being six months pregnant during one of the worst heat waves of the summer, wasn't a thrill. Not when you were chasing after a toddler, and still unpacking a house.
"That sounds….Well that couldn't sound any more perfect S. I'm sure the sea monkey will love it just as much. It's gotta be awfully hot in there."
Santana smiled and let her hands drop from the blondes feet, before leaning across and pressing a kiss to her wife's lips. It took ten years to get where they were, but she was certain that she wouldn't change a thing.
"I think she's pretty comfy in there" Santana whispered before she kissed her favorite blonde again.