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Flashback~
Santana fluttered her eyes open as she adjusted her vision in the sudden brightness sipping through the window, her lips automatically formed into a grin when her eyes landed on Brittany, her blonde locks splayed all over the pillow and some blocked her face, her arms were tightly draped over Santana's waist as her chest rose and fell with her soft exhales.
Santana slowly moved to fully face Brittany and she can feel the blonde's grip on her waist automatically tightened, even in her sleep, she's such a baby. The brunette sighed contently as she watched Brittany's nose scrunch in the cutest way possible for strands of blonde locks tickles her nose, Santana brought her fingers to swat the stands and stuck it into Brittany's ear causing Brittany to sigh deeply and tried to snuggle more into Santana's neck.
Santana can hear Brittany sigh satisfyingly against her skin before her eyes slowly flickered open revealing Brittany's deep blue eyes staring back at her, her lips mirroring the brunette's sweet smile. They just stare at each other, letting each other lost in their meaningful looks letting their eyes wander every single detail in each other's faces.
"Marry me?" Santana rasped out of nowhere breaking their staring contest.
Santana almost chuckled when Brittany's reaction automatically changed, her eyes flickers feverishly as she stare at Santana bewilderedly. Her mouth slightly agape as she watched Santana trying to contain her giggles. The brunette pulled her hand out of the pillow and blindly reached for Brittany's. Brittany swatted her hand away before sprinting inside the bathroom.
Santana immediately followed Brittany's trance as she watched the blonde ran to the bathroom wearing nothing but her underwear, her confused look was automatically modified by a content smile when her eyes landed on Brittany's head poking, mouthwash in her right hand as her mouth blew up.
"Grrg-one-Grrg-second" the blonde managed to say as she continued gargling. Brittany hastily spit the minty liquid from her mouth before running back to Santana's side.
"Repeat it." She mumbled in one breath.
Santana just giggle in response before propping her elbow as she tried to reach for hers and Brittany's baggy shirts on the floor along with their other garments that has been hastily thrown last night. She handed one to the blonde before slipping the shirt in her bare body as the blonde did the same.
Brittany quickly managed to slip the shirt peeking at Santana in the process. She again stared at Santana her eyes still has the surprised look and her mouth practically falling off.
It's Santana's turn to run into the bathroom and hurriedly grabbed the dental floss lying in the upper cabinet before literally jumping onto Brittany's side. She gave Brittany a sweet smile to calm the blonde before yanking a floss out of it's packet. Thank God she's not shaking.
"They said that if you want to remember something, you should tie something on your pointer finger so that you can remember it." She mumbled smilingly keeping her brown orbs connected with Brittany's blue. "But I get to change that-" she added before slipping the piece of floss between Brittany's ring finger. "I want you to remember everything we have and everything we will have so putting this on your pointer finger is not a good idea for that may have to be temporary so I will put it here-" she said locking her eyes with Brittany as she ran the pad of her thumb on Brittany's ring finger. "I love you Brittany, I will always will. And whatever happened I wanted to make you happy, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to have lots of babies with you, I want to grow old with you, I want everything to be about you- I just want you-" she trailed as she tied the floss like a ribbon on Brittany's ring finger.
Brittan just stared at Santana in awe, everything was like going in a slow motion. Everything she says, everything she do. Brittany just held her breath as Santana tighten the floss before pecking her hand.
And that's what it took for Brittany's tears to roll down her cheeks, she bit her lower lip as it continued to quiver. "I love you, Brittany. I love you." Santana chuckled as she clutched Brittany's hand by her chest. "And I want you to be with me forever." Her eyes twinkling as she linked her eyes with the blonde's.
"Of course I will marry you." she happily answered bringing her free hand to wipe the tears that already escaped. She snapped her head to Santana's direction when she heard someone sniffing and her heart fluttered when she saw that the brunette's tears were also falling.
She pulled her hand away and cupped Santana's cheeks before closing the gap between their lips kissing her fiancé deeply, she smirked against the brunette's lips when she felt Santana inhaled through her nose as she kissed back. "I love you, Santana." She mumbled when she finally pulled back to suck some air before again crashing their lips into their second kiss as fiancés. "I love you."
Brittany blankly entered their apartment before changing something comfortable and dry. The rain was still continuously pouring as she slumped down her bed sighing deeply. Thank God, Quinn spent the night with Rachel for she was saved for another session of nagging. She glanced at her nightstand it's already 12:43 in the morning she shut her eyes closed as she recall everything that happened tonight.
Everything.
Natasha. The song. Her break down. And especially her question.
"We're not just friends, are we?" Brittany broke the silence as their eyes still having the silent talk. She knows that her tears are again attempting to fall, she took deep breath to calm herself.
Santana just stare at her, before letting go of the blonde's hand. Causing Brittany to hold her breath, for the second time Santana let her go. She just let her go.
"We were together." She whispered before placing her quivering hands by the steering wheel clutching it tightly.
Brittany just shook her head as her grip on the hem of her dress tightens, the pounding of her heart got louder that if it wasn't for the continuous roaring of the sky then Santana might hear it. She can feel her eyes stinging, the familiar lump in her throat forming so she immediately composed herself adjusting her seat before running her clammy hands through her blonde locks.
"Did…did we break up?" She asked keeping her voice low and calm.
Santana just stare at the steering wheel as the pounding of her chest came along the sound of the deafening thunder. She knew the right answer, yes they did. She ran out the church and left the blonde broken, she unconsciously licked her lower lip as she tried to form the right sentence. She can feel the holes that the blonde has been setting on her head. She closed her eyes sighing deeply before muttering something.
"I don't know." Santana lowly answered back.
The correct answer? Actually Brittany doesn't know either, did they broke up? Santana did run out the church, is that considered as an official break up? The rage and anger again winding inside her chest and she can't hear anything but the Latina's answer followed by the shattering sound of the awaited pouring of rain.
Brittany finally let the air puff out of her before nodding. She took one last glance at Santana before walking out, she can barely hear the fading voice of Santana calling her name but she just ignored it, she just let the cold raindrops pour over her as she let her feet drag her inside the building. All she knew is that, he chest tightened, the familiar lump was there and her eyes are still stinging but the tears? Tears that actually fell? None.
Actually she sort of breathed properly when Santana admitted that they were together, don't know why but there's just something in her looks that wanted to relate something, something important.
She knew that Santana also wanted to tell her the truth but there is something, there got to be something stopping her.
Quinn left early at Rachel's place remembering their early shoot for a birthday party. So she grabbed some perfume from her purse and sprayed some on one of the brunette's pillow before carefully placing her girlfriend's arm over it, and watched Rachel snuggled the pillow before humming contently.
She head straight home after leaving a note for Rachel by the refrigerator that she needed to left early for the shoot. It was indeed pretty early, thank God she didn't drink that much last night and she didn't end up with a fucking hang over or something.
It was barely 6 in the morning when she reached home, she poked her head inside Brittany's room seeing that the blonde was sleeping quietly, she smiled at the sight and head towards the bathroom to take a shower, and do her morning rituals.
Glancing at the digital clock it's already quarter to eight, and Brittany should be up already. She just shrugged it off and head towards the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. Another 30 minutes and Brittany is not yet up. She sighed deeply before turning on her heels towards her best friend's room.
"Brittany!" Quinn's voice blasted all throughout the apartment followed by the loud banging of Brittany's door. "We have to get ready." Quinn leaned her ear to hear some signs that the other blonde is awake, she groaned when silence occupied her ear.
"Britt." She hissed before clutching the doorknob and swung it open. Quinn literally jumped on Brittany's side tugging the blonde's cuddly blanket off of her, revealing Brittany covered with sweat whilst she tried to pull the sheet back to her.
"Britt- Oh my god." Quinn gasped putting the back of her hand by Brittany's forehead, she swallowed dryly when Brittany's temperature was beyond normal, the blonde just cough in response as she tugged her blanket up to her chin.
"What t-time is i-it Q?" Brittany managed to choke out her eyes still close as she brought the back of her hand to wipe her nose.
"Past 9." Quinn mumbled as she marched back and forth whilst running her hands through her blonde locks. They should be in the studio in the next 30 minutes and now Brittany's sick.
"W-were g-gonna be late." Brittany answered before tugging the blanket off of her and stood causing the whole room to spin and for her to lose her balance and fell back to her bed creating a loud thump when her damped back met the cold sheets.
"You just stay in bed Britt I think you might have a fever, I'll go get you a wash cloth" Quinn said before draping Brittany's blanket over her body before heading out the room.
Brittany just groaned and let out few moans before shaking from another coughing fit.
Quinn returned with a basin and a piece of wash cloth clutched between her other arm.
"What happened last night?" Quinn questioned as she sat beside Brittany before dripping the piece of cloth in the warm water before placing it on Brittany's forehead.
"Dathing." Brittany answered, her congestion evading her from speaking something understandable. Quinn let out a giggle before dabbing the wet cloth over Brittany's hairline, repeating the process until the other blonde's breathing even out. "Santada just drof me off."
"Don't answer that, I can't understand anything." Quinn laughed. "I'll just call Tina, someone needs to be here with you." she added before offering Brittany a glass of water. Brittany took the glass and gulping a large sip before hastily handing it back to the other blonde.
"No, Q. You have to help Tina." Brittany whined more understandable this time between coughs.
"I know. But what about you?" Quinn asked hesitantly, of course Tina needed help, it's sort of a big project and they needed more than one person to handle it.
"It's just a fever Q, I just need a rest." She mumbled as she tried to even out her breathing from all that coughing she just did.
"Fine. But I promise to straight back home after." Quinn trailed as she stood and walked out the door, after few minutes she returned with a pitcher of water on her right hand and a plate with a piece of pancake on the other, she slowly placed it by Brittany's nightstand before strolling towards the bathroom letting her eyes wander the upper cabinet before grabbing the proper medicine for Brittany. She poured the proper amount of the red liquid in the little plastic cup before placing it beside the plate of pancake. "You have to eat something before you take this." Quinn mumbled as she wiggled the little cup to Brittany.
"Ugh, I hate that." Brittany moaned before nodding anyways.
"Do you need something else?" Quinn inquired as she leaned by the door. Well, this is going to be the first time that Brittany will be alone when she's sick.
"Remote?" Brittany stated as she poke her head under the sheets. Quinn giggled for Brittany's nose was pretty red and swollen. She walked towards the TV before grabbing the remote and handed it to other blonde, Brittany just blindly reached for the remote from Quinn before throwing it somewhere in the bed.
"You sure you're gonna be okay?" Quinn again asked as she held the door knob, she swung it close when she heard Brittany hummed in response.
Brittany heard the door closed as she let her eyes droop closed and letting herself lost in the dreamland.
Brittany was awaken by the loud rattling and clanking from the kitchen followed by an audible hissing from the person. The anxiousness automatically flowed in her veins for she was pretty sure that it wasn't Quinn, Quinn will never drop their kitchen utensils. One time Brittany dropped one of the other blonde's pan, well Quinn just ended up breathing fire. So someone ransacking the kitchen could be a robber or worst a serial killer. She gulped dryly at the thought of someone rummaging their little apartment, what will she give? Her newest pair of socks? And that's not an option for it was super cute.
Thankfully she took the disgusting liquid Quinn gave her, ceasing her headache and her runny nose seems to even out. She took a deep breath before tugging her comforter off of her before flinging her feet on the side of the bed. She can still feel the whole room was spinning so she shortly closed her eyes before standing and head by the door, she inaudibly grabbed one of the baseball bat Quinn used to tuck behind the door. She can feel her hands sweating as she held the door knob, the rattling was still on so she slowly swung the door open poking her head. Nothing changed though, everything was still the same, actually a lot better? Everything in order, even the couch was adjacently placed in the middle of the living room.
She can smell the pleasant scent of chicken soup from the kitchen causing her stomach to grumble, the robber is preparing some chicken soup? Weird. She gripped the baseball bat tighter like her life depended on it, the whole place was still whirling, yes. And her head is still aching like fuck. Maybe she needed another cup of those disgusting shit. She shook her head at the idea of taking another shot of that thing. Ugh!
She tip toed inside the kitchen making sure that she won't make any noise. She can hear the rattling coming from the lowest cabinet, so she clutched the bat tighter her fist turning white as the pounding of her chest got louder. She carefully swing the bat over her head-
"Hey Britt you're up- Woah!" Santana gasped as she dropped the casserole before placing her both hands over her head.
"Santana." Brittany too gasped shocked before letting her limbs relax swinging the baseball bat onto her side. She took a deep breath calming her nervous nerves that has been pumping blood to her brain seconds ago. "What are you doing here?" she questioned. She knit her brows together to gather some concentration for sure the whole place is like a freaking rollercoaster.
"I-I went to the st-studio, you weren't t-there, Quinn t-told me y-you're sick. So I b-brought s-some chicken s-soup." Santana stuttered anxiously as she picked the casserole from the cold floor.
"Thanks."
"I think you should get back to your room, I'll just warm this up." Santana said, motioning Brittany to get back to the opposite direction.
Brittany with no more energy left to argue, followed the brunette's instruction and slumped back down to bed. She was pretty anxious that Santana was here, like seriously why does she even care? She again tugged the sheets over her body to produce some warmth, closing her eyes as her nose continued to water.
She can feel herself shutting off when her door clicked causing her to jolt faintly, fluttering her eyes open she saw Santana trying to tip toe whilst carefully holding a bowl of soup whilst spoon stuffed in her mouth.
"I'm awake." Brittany informed the brunette.
"Oh, Sorry." Santana answered as she avoided the blonde's tired look. "Could you sit a little?" she asked before wiggling the bowl careful not to spill.
Brittany just propped her elbow weakly before sitting, leaning her head by the headboard before averting her eyes to Santana who has been looking at her woefully. Santana just shook her head before placing the bowl by the nightstand carefully, before grabbing the stool by Brittany's computer set.
"Here. It's pretty hot, though." The brunette mumbled as she scooped a little amount nearing it to Brittany's mouth. The blonde munch it slowly letting the hot soup stirred her insides whilst keeping her eyes on Santana.
"Quinn told me that you have to take this." Santana said grabbing the medicine bottle, pouring the right amount of the red liquid before handing it to Brittany. Brittany never said any word since Santana reached her room, she just weakly clutched the small cup before chugging the content, groaning as soon the bitter taste assaulted her taste buds.
Santana just smiled weakly, before heading towards the door.
"Did you love me?" Brittany asked out of nowhere, her voice raspy and hoarse as she let out another fit of coughs.
Santana just looked at her as she bit her lower lip before heading out the door.
Brittany almost whimpered when she saw Santana halt by the door but continued her stance when she heard Brittany's question. Why does she always have to run away in things like this?
She just swallowed the lump in her throat that has been forming out of nowhere, before closing her eyes. Shutting the world.
Brittany can barely hear the footsteps approaching her bed, followed by the dipping of the side of her bed. She just clutched the pillow tighter as she tried to pretend she's still asleep. She can hear the audible breathing of the person, she almost flutter her eyes open when warm fingertips touched her forehead swatting her blonde locks. She can feel her chest pounding as the person continued stroking her hair. She heard the familiar chiming of the person's bracelet, by that she knew it's Santana.
"I still do, Britt." Santana choked out as she caressed the blonde's cheeks. "I still do." she added.
A/N: Ugh! This is sort of rushed, so. Please let me know what you think. Thank you (:
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