A/N: I wrote this really late, so I apologize in advance. All mistakes are mine
Disclaimer: I still do not own Glee or it's characters :(
"Wow, eavesdrop much?" Santana was waiting by her locker when the head cheerleader threw out the comment.
Rachel turned around to see the shy Latina waiting for her to move so she could access her locker. "Quinn, be nice," Rachel slapped her friend's arm before looking back up at Santana. "I'm sorry Santana." She closed her locker and the Latina shrugged.
"What? How is this my fault? She was bluntly staring at us and listening to her conversation."
"No she wasn't. She was waiting for her locker which I was rudely blocking. Goodness you're such a bitch when it's shark week." Quinn scoffed and Rachel shot her a teasing smile before ushering her and the taller blonde Brittany off to their homeroom. She looked back and gave the Latina an apologetic smile before continuing down the hall with her friends.
Santana just shook her head at the group before continuing to grab her books from her locker. "Hey San," her friends Mike, Sam, and Artie met up at her locker. Sam was pushing Artie.
"Hey guys, what's up?"
"Nothing much." Sam answered. "We were thinking about heading over to my place to chill and watch movies, maybe play some video games. You in?"
"Can't," Santana closed her locker. "I've got plans."
"Oh come on San," Mike whined. "This mystery girl had you all weekend. When do we get to meet her anyway?"
"I know, I promise we can do something tomorrow, and I don't know soon maybe. I have to talk to her."
"Why is she keeping you guys secret anyway?" Artie questioned while the other to guys nodded in agreement with his question.
"She just wants to make sure she's really comfortable with everything. I promise you guys will meet her really soon. I gotta get to homeroom. See you at lunch." Santana smiled before turning away from her friends.
Santana slid into her homeroom class avoiding eye contact with everyone as she sat in the back. No one, with the exception, of Rachel noticed her; she watched as the Latina walked to the back and took a seat in the corner. Santana put in her headphones and started sketching something on a sketchpad. Rachel unconsciously licked her lips when the girl looked up and caught her eyes. Rachel turned away quickly and smiled as a blush rose on her cheeks.
"Hi," Santana smiled when she opened the door.
"Hey," the tiny brunette slid by her girlfriend and into the house. "How was your day?" She asked standing on her tippy toes to give her girlfriend a kiss on the cheek.
"It was alright. How was your?" The usually shy Latina pulled her girlfriend in for an earth shattering kiss. She nipped at the smaller girl's bottom lip before pulling away and walking into the kitchen. Giving her girlfriend time to asses her clothing. She was in basketball shorts and white t-shirt.
"It was usual," she answered a little breathless as she following the taller brunette.
"Do you want anything babe?"
"Actually yes." Rachel pushed her girlfriend against the counter and puller her into a kiss. Each moaned once Rachel gave over control and allowed Santana to slide her tongue in her mouth. The two muscles dance around each other as moans escaped each girl.
Rachel started rocking her hips against Santana's gaining a slight whimper from the girl as she pulled her closer. Santana felt as her member started to twitch and rise to attention. Santana growled, the need for more friction becoming apparent. Rachel stepped back when she heard the growl and smirked at her girlfriend.
"What?" Santana asked taking a step forward.
Rachel bit her lip timidly before laughing and running up the Latina's stairs and into her room. Santana followed right behind her only to have the door slammed right in her face and locked when she jiggled the handle. On the other side of the door she could hear her girlfriend laughing.
"Rach! Come on baby open the door. Otherwise I'm going to start taking care of myself out here," and just like that the door flew open. Revealing the tiny brunette in nothing, completely nude. Santana smirked while kicking her door close and picking up her girlfriend who instinctively wrapped her legs around Santana's waist.
"Hey Rach?" Santana asked quietly as she ran her hand along her girlfriend's side.
Rachel laughed a little, she was always amazed at how timid her girlfriend was even after they had just finished having mind blowing sex. "Yeah baby?"
"Why don't you want to come out at school as a couple?"
"San, please not this again."
"Rachel, every time I try talking to you about this you just deflect. I need to know."
Rachel shot up off the bed and began putting on her cloths. Santana sat up and grabbed her hand pulling her back into her lap. "Please don't do that. Don't just bolt. I'm just trying to figure out what this is about."
Rachel let out a sigh before looking at her girlfriend. "Because I'm scared 'Tana. I don't know how people will react. Yes everybody knows I don't particularly care for labels, but still. I've never had a serious girlfriend, and girls and guys are always trying to gain my attention, and I just don't want you to be in the middle of that. Cheerios can be relentless Santana."
"Hey," Santana turned Rachel's chin so she was looking at her. "I don't care. I Santana Lopez, do not care. I want to be able to kiss you when I want and have a conversation in the middle of the hallway, and flirt with you right in the open. Plus… my friends really want to meet you."
"They do?"
"Yeah, they keep wandering who it is that taking up a lot of my time."
"Sorry," Rachel looked down bashfully.
"I'm not" Santana said kissing her girlfriend's cheek. "I think they just really want to evaluate you."
"Evaluate me?"
"Yeah, like make sure you're not bad for me or something. I don't know it's something we've always done for the other."
Rachel thought about for a bit then nodded, "Okay."
"Okay?"
"Okay as in we'll be open about us tomorrow, and I would love to meet your friends."
"Really?" Rachel nodded. Santana laughed and picked her girlfriend up spinning her around while kissing her sweetly.
"Hey Santana," Santana turned around from her friends to see Quinn Fabray was the one who had approached her. "Um, can I talk to you?"
"Uh, yeah sure."
"We'll see you later San," her friends said goodbye and made their way to their own classes.
"Bye guys," she smiled at her friends as they waved. "So what can I help you with Quinn?" Santana asked as they made their way to her locker.
"I just wanted to say that I know I haven't always been the nicest to you, and I'm sorry it's just that I wasn't really sure how to deal with all of this. And that night when we made love," Santana turned her head rigidly at the blonde. This conversation was not going where she thought it was. "I'm not as fluent as Rachel is, but um, I like you Santana-"
After all of that Santana's mind went blank. This was not good, and then to top things off her girlfriend was approaching with Brittany. Rachel smiled when she saw Santana. "Hey baby," she kissed her girlfriend's cheek before noticing Quinn and Santana both sporting a pale expression. "Is everything okay?"
Santana looked at Quinn with a pleading look, begging her not to tell her about that night. It was a mistake on both their parts and after it Quinn didn't acknowledge her in school unless it was to make some type of snarky comment. Yes, Santana might have been in love with Quinn, but she didn't love her back, so she had to move on. Santana didn't plan on falling for Rachel it just happened… Wait, made love? Santana did a double take on Quinn's choice of words.
"Babe?" Rachel stroked Santana's cheek, pulling her out of her haze.
"Yeah, sorry, um," Santana took her girlfriend's hand into her own. "Just a weird moment there."
"Oh, okay." Rachel looked up at her best friend who was still pale. "Q are you okay?"
"You and- Rach- but me," Quinn was trying to make sense of everything, but sadly for Santana she was saying everything out loud. "We- Santana we- you said you love me- we made love." And there it was. Boom.
Rachel hand dropped from Santana's and before she could do anything she was running down the hall. Brittany immediately chasing after her.
"Rachie?" Brittany found the girl sitting on the piano bench crying. She frowned at the sight, "Rachel listen to me," Brittany sat next to Rachel and wiped away her tears. "Santana didn't cheat on you."
"But she- and- Quinn," a whole new wash of waterworks hit the tiny cheerleader.
"Yes I know what Quinn said, but this is before you and Santana happened. Way before. When S was with Quinn she really did love her, but Q just pushed her aside, so San moved on, with you. She loves you Rachel."
Rachel started wiping away her tears. She knew the blonde would never lie about anything like that, or at all in fact. Brittany had one of the purist souls Rachel had ever met. "How did you know about me and San?"
"San and I have been friends since seventh grade, so when you guys started seeing each other she came over and gushed over you for hours." Brittany said it like it was no big deal, but Rachel's cheeks couldn't help bit redden at the thought of Santana gushing over her.
"It's true," Santana was by the choir room door. "Although don't tell my friends that because they'd never let it go." Santana stepped closer to her girlfriend as Rachel laughed at her girlfriend's comment. "I didn't cheat on you Rachel. I could never do that; I love you too much to ever-"
Rachel held a finger against the Latina's lips. "I know. Brittany told me everything. I just… why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know. Because we were doing so well, and I didn't want to ruin it…" Santana palmed the back of her neck and looked down. "Are you mad at me?" Santana asked still staring at the ground.
"No just if you've slept with any other of my friends please tell me."
"I haven't."
"Good." Rachel wrapped her arms around the Latina who mouthed thank you to the blonde that had managed to keep this under control. "I love you Santana."
"I love you too Rachel."
I'm trying with all of your prompts as best as I can. I have about 4 started so hopefully I'll get them posted this up coming week.
