"I'm going to work now bye!" Santana hurried out the door grabbing an apple on her way. Brittany didn't get a chance to catch her friend to sit her down and continue talking but the blonde was a little relieved. She dreaded the day she'd come face to face with her friend that left her without warning. Santana was her best friend, it shouldn't be this hard, but it was for a reason both of them were yet to come to terms with.
Brittany wandered around the apartment, analyzing every room and raiding the fridge to find their was really nothing special. Santana was laid back and didn't buy fancy food or comfortable furniture. The blonde learnt that after spending a night on the hard sofa.
Santana wasn't only Brittany's best friend though, both girls knew that. After the brunette conffessed her love for Brittany in the hallway at school last year, things had never been the same. They wouldn't have sleepovers anymore, or even look at eachother in the eye for more then 10 seconds. Brittany always cared for Santana and she knew that, but since Brittany couldn't feel the way Santana did, it was hard for the brunette to simply accept that and move on.
The pair had shared many moments of lust and longing to be near eachother, but neither one of them admitted or could explain why. That was until Santana finally realized the real reason behind why her mind was constantly thinking about Brittany and no one else. No guy from school, no one night stand, no boyfriend, had ever made Santana feel the way Brittany did, and that was why the brunette basically bared her soul to her best friend.
Before that day though, there were many days where the girls would feel comfortable and lye next to eachother. No awkwardness had crept between them until after Santana's confession.
"Santana get out of the bathroom, it's taken you two hours to shave your legs!" Brittany screamed, banging loudly against the door. Santana finally appeared in the doorway, holding tightly to an empty mug.
The brunette knew her and Brittany were going to the carnival today and Santana was terrified. She had locked herself in the bathroom with a cup of tea and hadn't reappeared since. Brittany almost gave up on the girl and was about to undress out of her nice clothes when finally a breakthrough.
When Santana returned her mug to the kitchen she kissed her parents goodbye and the girls caught the bus to the carnival.
Soon enough Brittany's positive attitude towards the beautiful day they were having, turned sour as dark clouds started forming which soon brought rain bucketing down. Brittany had just gotten off the scissor ride which Santana was too scared to go on. It twisted and turned upside down with great speed and Santana wasn't even hesitating, she just bluntly told Brittany to have fun as she sat on a bench and watched from the ground.
"See if we were on a ride, we would've died from the rain-" Brittany grabbed her friends arm, dragging her under shelter. "Shut up San! We're fine, it's just rain." Santana blinked the running water from her eyes noticing Brittany's hair tightly clinging to her cheeks.
The rest of the people at the carnival had run off too their cars and returned home, having had enough of the crap weather. But Brittany didn't want to leave, she wanted to spend the day at the carnival with her best friend and that's what she did until it got dark.
The girls returned to Brittany's house, their clothes soaking and their hair damp but slowly drying. Santana still noticed her friends blonde locks clinging to the sides of her face and walked over to move them away. She lifted her hand to Brittany's cheek catching the blonde off guard. Brittany flinched for a moment before allowing Santana to tug at the bits of hair and move them behind her ear.
"Thank you." Brittany smirked. Santana let her fingers trail down Brittany's cheek and when the blonde noticed she look up into those brown eyes she adored.
"What are we doing?" Brittany's face didn't show any real expression besides genuine curiousity. Santana moved closer to her friend leaving little space between them before answering. "I don't know," Santana left a slight pause between each word, causing Brittany's stomach to do flips as she waited for a response.
When Brittany didn't speak Santana had two options. To kiss Brittany or talk about something else. "I want to kiss you." Santana blurted the words out before she realized and Brittany gave a slight smile before stepping into her friend so their bodies were comfortably leaning against one anothers.
"So do it," Brittany swallowed. "Kiss me." Santana looked at her friend, surprised at what the blonde was saying. But Santana was also surprised at what she had said only moments before. Their lips hovered near eachothers before slowly closing in.
Santana kept her eyes open while Brittany closed hers. As their rhythm continued and Brittany stuck the end of her tongue against Santana's lips, the brunette knew it was time to close her eyes and fall into the moment. And what an amazing moment that was.
From that day the girls had flirted and became closer, even at school they would insist on making out with eachother infront of the boys. They secretly had an itching desire to be close all the time, even if they didn't touch. Just being in the same room was good enough.
Brittany didn't know her way around Chicago like Santana did, so until the brunette returned home Brittany had to wait to get food.
The whole day consisted of Brittany dozing off because of boredom and starvation. She called Quinn to have a proper conversation with her since it wasn't so early in the morning. The girls spoke about how Brittany could get Santana to talk about last year but the blonde knew she didn't have the right to be asking questions. After all Brittany did reject Santana's love and they both remained single for the rest of the year.
When the clock reached 6:00pm Santana tiredly stumbled through the door. She seemed a little tipsy, almost drunk even but Brittany wasn't one to judge. Being a detective must be hard work, and if Santana went to a bar after she finished a full day of working hard to take the edge off then that was her business.
"How was your day?" Brittany asked politely setting down the magazine she had picked up just as Santana walked through the door. "Woah Britt, we aren't married." Santana stumbled over to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
When she returned Brittany sat there in silence hoping that her moping expression would cause Santana to apologize and spill whatever was on her mind.
However Santana didn't budge and Brittany expected this. After all she had known Santana since they were kids and the brunette was always the stronger one, emotionally anyway.
Brittany had changed during the day into something more revealing. Santana barely noticed her friends short, tight dress until Brittany stood up and began heading towards the kitchen. The only way the blonde could get there was too become within inches of Santana who was slouched over on the couch. When she heard Brittany elevate off the sofa and head towards her, Santana's eyes widened.
She tried to not make it obvious what she was staring at but Brittany could tell instantly feel the brunettte's gaze on her backside. The dress emphasized Brittany's ass and slim figure causing Santana to find it hard to look away.
"Wow." The brunettte was hoping she hadn't said that out loud but when Brittany turned around looking quizzicle, she knew that she had. "What's wow?" Brittany tried to hold back a smirk, she knew at that moment that she had Santana under her power and she wasn't about to ruin it. "Um, the lights. I had a few drinks and they look...bright." Santana looked side to side, steadying herself to get up and head for the bathroom.
Brittany continued her journey to the kitchen and when she lifted her head up for a moment from looking into the fridge for a while, she noticed Santana standing silently in the living room.
"What are you doing?" Santana squinted her eyes looking up at the blonde who stood there confused. "Nothing, well something, but nothing really." Santana was more drunk than Brittany had first though. When Santana took a step forward she lost balance and fell to the floor laughing hysterically.
"C'mon you." Brittany rushed over to her friends side and lifted her up. She then helped Santana to her bed and removed her shoes. "Woah you're taking advantage of me now huh?" Santana giggled to herself. Even if Brittany did try something Santana was too lazy and dazed to stop her.
Brittany smirked at her friends slurred words. She pulled the blanket over Santana and sat down beside her. "Do you have work tomorrow?" Santana shook her head. "Thank god, a hang over is not something you want to have at work." Brittany ran her hands through her hair and yawned before getting up to leave.
"I have a work party tomorrow," Santana spoke quickly causing Brittany to pause. "You should come." The brunette added. "I will then." Brittany replied smiling and heading out the door.
Once again she slept on the uncomfortable sofa hoping that her dreams would allow her a good night sleep.
