Hello! Surprised to see another update? So am I! Alright, so, someone told me to cut off Brittany calling Santana 'Sanny', so I will :)

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"I think it'd be really fun." Brittany says with a mouthful of dots.

Kurt rolled his eyes playfully, "Of course you would think that."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Her eyebrows scrunched together. "You don't think a trip to Rome would be fun?" Still talking with a mouthful of dots.

"No, no. I think I'd highly enjoy it." Kurt says whilst shaking his head amusedly. "I'm just saying that you would enjoy the trip even more because Santana is there."

"Well, Santana is in charge of the whole thing." Brittany mumbles. "But yes, I get what you're saying."

"You don't disagree then." He teases.

Brittany's ears turns crimson red, "I can neither confirm nor deny."

Kurt snorts, "You don't have to. Anyway, got to go; I'll see you later, Britt."

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Brittany was just peacefully going through her notes when out of a sudden she felt someone's presence behind her. Naturally, she turned around and there it was. Artie fucking….whatever his last name is.

She felt herself let out a sigh. "Hello?" She asked sharply, wanting the boy to get the hell out of her sight.

"You remember me, right?" He says with that familiar cringe worthy smirk.

"It's hard to forget you when you practically lip raped me." She rolled her eyes. Now, usually, she'd have a little more tolerance towards cocky bastards. But not today. She was stressing out over another project that Professor Berr-Rachel, has given them. A group assignment that she is doing herself; and on top of it all, she was very much still sexually frustrated.

"You looked a little on edge. I could make it all better."

"Do you ever quit being a creep or do you work full-time now?" A raspy voice cuts in. Brittany takes a look at where it came from and there it is. Her knight and shining armour once again.

"I don't quite understand why this concerns you, Professor Lopez." Artie replies coldly.

"It concerns me when you're making one of my students uncomfortable. It also makes me want to punch you ever more when it's a friend. So please, excuse yourself."

Artie grumbles under his breath and checks Santana's shoulders, making her roll her eyes and murmur a quiet, "real mature, Abrams."

Brittany smiles, "You didn't have to do that." She says softly that almost Santana didn't catch that. "But I'm glad you did." Brittany adds.

Santana smiles her bright pearly whites at the blonde, "I'm glad I did too." She clears her throat and takes a seat next to Brittany. "What are you working on?"

"Eh," She shrugs, "this project that Professor Berry gave out." She runs her hand through her wavy blonde hair and exhales a long sigh. "She's tiring me out. Anyway, she said something about finding your own style as long as it involves music and means something."

"What are you going for?"

"I'm definitely going to go with dance and choreograph it on my own or something." Brittany says nonchalantly.

"Britt, that's great! I'm sure it will turn out spectacular."

Brittany giggles, "Thanks Santana." She gathers her stuff and shoves them into her bag. "Are you staying here?"

"Nope. You're going already?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah…I better start on that project. You can come join me?" Brittany asks with an underlining hope in her tone.

"I would love to, Britt. But I have a thing with my parents." Santana slightly pouts.

Brittany sighs once again but shrugs with a smile on her face. "That's okay. Next time, yeah?"

Santana nods her head excitedly.

"Why don't we go out this Friday?" Santana suggests. "You only have two classes on that day and the only class I'm going to lecture is yours."

She could see that Santana was a little nervous about this. It got her thinking, 'is she asking me out on a date?' and a 'she's so cute.'

"I don't see why not. I would love to go out with you, Santana. Umm, one question, is this a date?" Brittany looks downwards whilst swinging her right leg back and forth shyly.

Santana smiled softly at that and brought her hands up to cup Brittany's chin to pull it upwards. "Yes, Britt-Britt. It's a date." They both looked at each other contently before Santana's eyes went huge. "If t-that's w-what you want it to be though? Santana retracts her hands to ring her wrist.

Brittany held her hand. "Of course I want it to be a date. I can't wait." She looked back up from their hands and into soft brown eyes, "I wish I could kiss you right now." She whispered in the Latina's ear.

It sent a gratifying shiver down Santana's spine and she nodded mindlessly. Brittany pulled back slightly to give a little more space between them or else is about to happen.

"I should go now," Brittany starts to carry her bag. "Quinn is probably already done and I wouldn't want to keep her waiting."

They both part but not before Brittany shoots a smile to Santana and the Latina returns it with a sultry wink that has Brittany trying to restrain herself from jumping on her in the library. With a strong clench, she walks away feeling a pool of wetness in between her legs.

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"You've been pulling off that smile from the car till here. What's up? Is it Santana," Quinn says more than ask.

"Well, obviously. We're going on a date!" Brittany exclaims excitedly.

"Oh? That's cool. So, whaddya want to watch?"

Brittany's face falls slightly. "Wow. That was the most underwhelming thing ever."

Quinn chuckles, "Sorry B. It's just that the two of you have already had a lot of cute moments and you both look like actual couples already. So this isn't exactly big news to me. I'm happy for you though." Quinn shoots her a kind smile.

"Yeah, yeah. Hey, can we watch one of those episodes of Here comes Honey Boo-Boo?"

The other blonde snorts, "Yeah sure. I knew you loved trashy reality TV shows."

"What, can you blame me? They're entertaining. I don't quite understand why they still live in that dump that they call a home though."

"It's their aesthetic, B. That's why their show was still going on. They are literally trashy."

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After an intense dance number that she came out with, she hopped into the shower to get ready for bed.

Just before she was able to drift into the land of Unicorns, her phone rang signalling that she got a text message.

From Santana:

Hey Britt. I just wanted to wish you a goodnight.

Brittany smiled widely at how cute Santana was.

To Santana:

Hey San. I was just about to sleep so you are right on time.

From Santana:

Score.

Brittany giggled.

From Santana:

Well, goodnight Brittany :)

To Santana:

You too, San. You better be sleeping early.

From Santana:

Yes ma'am. *salutes*

Brittany snorts.

To Santana:

You dork. Hey San?

From Santana:

?

To Santana:

Thank you for getting Artie away from me today.

From Santana:

You don't have to thank me for that Britt. It was no problem.

Before Brittany could have responded, Santana texted once again.

From Santana:

Hey Britt?

To Santana:

Yeah?

From Santana:

I really like you.

Brittany swore her heart skipped a few beats and butterflies were swirling inside of her stomach.

To Santana:

San?

From Santana:

Yeah Britt?

To Santana:

I really like you too.

From Santana:

I'm really glad the feelings mutual then.

To Santana:

It most definitely is.

From Santana:

Goodnight Britt :)

To Santana:

Sweet dreams San.

After that, Brittany switched off her phone and immediately drifted off to sleep.

From Santana:

It will be because I'll be dreaming of you.

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Aaaaand that's a wrap for now. See ya next time :)