Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters.
A/N: Another chapter! This took me a little bit longer, I know, but I have classes and homework and… you know, college stuff! what can I do? I hope next chapter won't take me so long. In the next, they will finally meet with Brittany and Santana, because I know you wanted some Brittana… Enjoy!
CHAPTER – 11
As the sun rises, the light, peeking between the curtains, finds Rachel and Quinn asleep. Rachel is the first to wake up. She feels something pressing her down to the mattress, wrapping her. Her first thought is of terror, but the pressure shifts over her tiny body, brushing some soft hair against her face and a little hand reassures its hold onto Rachel's waist, firm but gentle.
She now remembers where she is and what happened last night. She remembers her crying and she flinches. She looks around the room and finally at the situation on the bed. Quinn's head is over Rachel's shoulder and her arms wrapped around her waist. Clearly, the girl has a thing for invading her personal space.
She considers moving away from that position. However, she is pretty comfortable as she is right now and Quinn smells really well. She shifts her head so she can sink her face on the blonde's hair. Either way, she thinks, I don't have any of my training equipment here. So, finally, she decides against it and puts her arms around her as well.
After a while, Quinn starts to move over Rachel's tiny body. Rachel sees it, but closes her eyes quickly enough. Quinn's hair brushes on her cheek as she raises her head.
Quinn opens her eyes and sees the brunette in her arms. She smiles unconsciously at the prettiness of the asleep little diva. She gets her hands off Rachel's waist and lifts herself onto her elbow. She gets another sight of the woman from this position. She slowly caresses the way up Rachel's arm and cups her cheek with her right hand.
Rachel tries to fight the sweet tingles she is feeling on her arms, even if Quinn's hand is long gone, and she tries to fight the warm softness on her cheek. However, the one thing that she can not battle against is knowing her hazel eyes are on her right now, watching her hair all messed up and her just waken-up ugly face.
Quinn's hazel eyes are, in fact, fixed on her, but the adjectives 'messed up' or 'ugly' don't come up in the blonde's thought. She is too busy admiring her to think those things. After a while, Quinn notices the weirdness of just staring a people sleep so, she leans over her, kisses her cheek and gets off the bed.
For a moment, Rachel freezes, trying not to make a sound that will reveal that she's been awake the whole time. Her cheeks get really hot; she tightens and stops breathing until she is certain Quinn has leave. Then, she turns around and sinks her face on the pillow. Quinn finds her right in that position when she comes back to wake her up.
"Rach…" She says while shaking her shoulder gently. "Hey Rach."
She opens her eyes and gives her a little smile.
"Good morning."
"Good morning. Do you want some coffee?" She shows her a cup and Rachel grabs it almost immediately.
"Sure."
"Adults thing with the coffee is sick. I'm never going to drink that, it tastes awful. I like better my chocolate milk." Beth says from the bedroom door.
"I'll get you in a few years, kiddo." Beth makes a face over the last word and walks out.
Rachel sits on the bed with her cup of coffee and watches her leave amused. The phone rings and Beth answers. Quinn sits by Rachel's side with her own cup of coffee and they hear Beth screaming.
"Daddy!"
"Well. This is going to be long."
"Noah having a conversation for more than five minutes. Does Beth like videogames?"
"Well. It's not like he has the chance to speak too much..." They sit in silence and listen to the conversation.
"Yes daddy. Rachel Berry is living with us for a while." "I don't know who that is. Rachel Berry is staying with us. You must know her; you were in Glee Club with her. She is totally awesome. She works in the musical mum and I went to watch on Broadway. She invited us the other night and we had the best seats. And yesterday, mum was studying and Rachel took me there and I was backstage helping. I loved it so much…"
"I think I start to get what you mean." Rachel leaves the cup on the night bed and stretches. Then she watches the clock and lies again on the bed. "Can I sleep some more?"
"No. I'm making breakfast and we have to leave in a couple hours." Rachel grunts and hides her face under the pillow, pressing it with her hands to her head. Quinn looks at her and an idea occurs to her as she spots the tiny space between her t-shirt and her shorts.
Quinn leaves her cup besides Rachel's and with a quick hand she tickles that spot. Rachel jumps and laughs and Quinn continues the tickling. Rachel tries to get up and tickle back but Quinn has her bent over laughing.
The brunette grabs the pillow and hits the blonde with her.
"Ha! It's on, Berry." She leaves the tickling and grabs another pillow.
"This is war!" Rachel says hitting her again.
They hit, they fight, but they can't stop laughing.
"I really thought these things were just for kids and you were grown-ups."
They stop fighting and stare at Beth. Quinn turns again, facing Rachel and arches an eyebrow. Rachel smiles knowingly. They both step out the bed innocently. Beth turns around and walks back to the living room, but two pairs of arms grab her and pins her on the bed, where they tickle every inch of her skin.