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Six Word Story: "just friends don't kiss like that."
Kurt stared over his newspaper at his roommates.
It had been weeks since the two came home and faked a fight so he'd leave them alone.
They were still hiding their relationship.
And doing a terrible job at it.
Santana was at the stove making herself some breakfast while Rachel stood cutting up various fruits on the counter beside her.
They kept giving each other little grins and smiles when they thought he wasn't looking.
"How much more obvious can they get?" Kurt asked aloud from behind his paper.
"Did you say something, Kurt?" Rachel asked as she made her way over to the table, a slight blush on her cheeks.
"Just reading a wanted ad, someone needs new roommates cause his suck." Kurt said nonchalantly.
Santana scoffed as she sat down next to Rachel, only one of her hands actually visible.
"My roommates suck too but I don't write about it in the paper."
Rachel pinched Santana's thigh under the table using her hand that was already resting there, "Be nice or else you'll be homeless."
"Yeah, Satan. Listen to your girlfriend." Kurt teased as he smirked behind his newspaper, desperately wishing he could see the look on his friends' faces.
Santana shook her head at Rachel, silently telling her there was no way Kurt possibly knew.
Rachel relaxed and went back to her breakfast, her fingers rubbing circles on Santana's thigh.
"All this time I thought Berry was your girlfriend, Lady Hummel." Santana quipped as she dug into her omelette, vegan because she knew Rachel would take from her plate like always.
Kurt set his newspaper down and folded his hands on the table, a serious look taking over his face.
"Okay, we need to have a little chat." He said, having had enough of the secrecy and lies.
It was fun for a while, but the more the girls denied it and snuck around, the more annoying it became.
Whenever he had made a joke or a comment, there would be a period of time where they'd be extra cautious until they thought he had dropped it.
They wouldn't look at each other or sit too close, opting for opposite ends of the couch.
It was getting old, not to mention extremely awkward.
He wanted his friends to be happy and feel comfortable being themselves.
"Uh oh, what did you do, Rachel? Did you use Kurt's hair spray again?" Santana teased.
Rachel gave the girl a dirty look, "You're the one that uses it every single day!"
"Look this has nothing to do with my hair spray, which I will now be keeping in my room locked up." Kurt said.
"It's about the two of you."
Santana and Rachel glanced at each other nervously, neither of them liking where this was going.
"What about us, Hummel?" Santana asked with a glare, hoping to scare him off.
Kurt rolled his eyes, the last time he had found Santana Lopez scary was probably sophomore year.
"You guys are clearly together, and I'm just unsure of why you're hiding it." He said simply.
"Kurt, we're just friends." Rachel said with a reassuring smile.
"Just friends don't kiss like that." Kurt exclaimed.
"Do you two honestly believe I don't notice that you shower together in the morning? Or that you stay up late talking every. single. night. Or that you hold hands when we watch movies, or when we have meals together,"
He paused to take a peak under the table, "like right now! You two are honestly so oblivious."
Santana and Rachel both had a deep blush on their cheeks, they honestly didn't think Kurt had caught on to them, let alone seen them.
Rachel was the first to speak, "How long have you known?" She asked quietly.
"Months, Rachel! I had a suspicion long before you two came home that one night pretending to be mad at each other, but I've known it was actually going on since that night." Kurt said.
"Oh..well, uh, okay." Rachel answered, not knowing what else to say.
"That's it? Okay?" Kurt asked.
"Lay off, Kurt. You already know we're together, what else is there?" Santana asked as she continued eating her breakfast.
"So you guys are admitting it then? You're actually together and not just messing around?" Kurt asked.
Santana sucked in a deep breath, "If we were messing around do you think I'd willingly make sure whatever I'm eating is Rachel-friendly because I know she loves eating off my plate?"
"Do you think I'd stay up until the early hours of the morning just talking because I literally can't get enough of her?"
"And do you honestly think we'd keep it from you if it wasn't serious?" Santana said, finishing her short rant.
Rachel smiled at Santana before turning her attention to Kurt, "We've just really enjoyed this time getting to know each other, inside and out."
"Wanky." Santana said with a smirk, her fingertips brushing against Rachel's.
Kurt grimaced, "That was a little too much info."
"What? I didn't-Oh my god, I didn't mean it like that!" Rachel said covering her face in embarrassment.
"While I'm very happy for the two of you, I have one thing to say." Kurt said, changing the subject.
"Well get on with it then, you're seriously getting in the way of our morning shower." Santana said impatiently.
Rachel smacked Santana's thigh lightly, "Cut it out. We're all ears, Kurt."
"Well, I just want to make it very clear that once Blaine moves to New York there's no way the two of you will be getting this loft." Kurt said simply.
Rachel stared at the boy for a long moment before breaking out into a laugh, "You almost had me there, Kurt."
"Yeah cause we know there's no way you would get dibs on the loft without even attempting to fight us for it." Santana chimed in.
Kurt stared between the two, "Why can't you two find your own place? Rachel with your Broadway salary the two of you could find an amazing apartment in the city!"
Rachel's jaw dropped, horrified. "Kurt! This is my home too and you don't get to dictate who stays and who goes."
"Yeah, Hummel. Berry and I already live here, it would make more sense for you to move in somewhere else with Professor Bow Tie!" Santana added in.
"Look, all I'm saying is that Blaine and I will be living here whether you two stay or not." Kurt explained.
Santana shook her head, "No way. Rachel and I are staying so unless you want to see us getting it on in every inch of this apartment..."
Rachel sighed loudly, "Tana, would it be so bad for us to find our own place?"
"Yeah, Tana, would it be so bad?" Kurt teased.
"Kurt, don't." Rachel warned.
"You know, Rae, if he would have had an adult conversation with us about this I would have gladly agreed to let him and Warbler have the loft. But he made it difficult to just resign." Santana said, a competitive fire in her eyes.
"You just had to rile her up, didn't you?" Rachel asked as she laid her head on the table.
"It's on, Lopez." Kurt said as he stood to lean across the table dangerously close to Santana.
Santana leaned in just as close, "You have no idea who you're up against, Lady Face."
Rachel sighed and stood in exasperation, "I'm not getting involved in this so you two better not include me in any of your shenanigans."
With one last look Santana's way, silently begging her to follow, she walked out of the kitchen.
Santana stood frozen in her place, nose to nose with Kurt before puckering her lips and giving him a peck.
The boy pulled away quickly in disgust, "What the hell, Santana?!"
Santana cackled as she walked away from the table with a triumphant bounce to her step, "I fight dirty. I knew you'd back away first if I did that."
"Sleep with one eye open." She warned before disappearing into the bathroom where Rachel had gone into minutes before.
Kurt glared at the closed door as he angrily typed on his phone.
"bring down pezberry is ON."
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