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"Cupcake girl" Santana nodded, holding back the grin threatening to split her face in two,
"Oh. Hey" Quinn said seriously, averting her eyes before wordlessly crossing to the kitchen to retrieve the cupcake "How's this?"
"Oh my God, it's perfect! You have completely outdone yourself!" Santana grinned and the blonde blushed, smiling politely
"Well, that'll be $2.95" she said professionally with a nod, still staring at the countertop, and Santana paused, biting her lip.
"I have something for you, too" Santana grinned, and the blonde glanced up. Santana pulled out a post-it note and stuck it to the counter between them, and Quinn frowned at her curiously before looking down to read it
I got your note at 3am.
I thought it was too late to call.
Thank you for giving to the hideous-fridge cause.
Your donations were greatly appreciated
Love Sober (and sorry) Santana xxxx
Quinn giggled as she read it, before turning to stick it on the notice board behind the counter. As she turned back, Santana grabbed the blonde's wrist and pulled her towards her over the counter, pulling her into a kiss, before pulling away, slightly breathless, and looking away guiltily
"Oh" Quinn swallowed
"Sorry. But, I hadn't got your notes when I came in yesterday, so I thought you must feet weird about it-"
"I thought you felt weird about it!" Quinn grinned
"I don't feel weird! But then it was awkward and I thought you were embarrassed and everything and I thought maybe you regretted it..." she trailed off with a frown and the blonde blushed
"Well I thought you regretted it!"
"Well...I don't. If you don't." Way with words, there, Shakespeare. "Which you said you don't." Just stop talking.
"No."
"Good." Inspired.
"Awesome."
They nodded in silence for a few moments before a small giggle escaped Quinn's lips, and Santana chuckled "I really liked the notes, too, by the way"
"I'm glad. I really liked the pyjamas." She nodded seriously and Santana laughed, biting her lip
"Look, I'm sorry but I really have to get to school" she indicated the cupcake "First period."
"Okay well, would you maybe want to, like..."
"Yes. Definitely." Santana nodded with a smile
"Okay, so like, I'll just call you, or you can..."
"Call you. Yeah. Okay"
"Cool." Quinn nodded and the brunette turned to leave, pausing to turn back when she heard the blonde run round the counter and onto the shop floor. She turned with a grin and Quinn threw herself at her, wrapping her arms around Santana's neck and pulling her into a deep kiss. She pulled away breathlessly with a grin "Sorry. I missed kissing you. Talk to you later."
Santana nodded with a smile and took a deep breath before leaving the shop.
The old tramp on the subway was back. She grinned all day regardless.
-ooOoo-
"Hey Miss L! Guess what?" Sophie grinned as she took her seat at the back of the room, shouting over the student's heads
"Am I required to actually guess? Coz we could be here all day, and this is kind of an important lesson" she deadpanned
"Is it a boring lesson?" Santana looked thoughtful "Then yes, you have to actually guess."
Santana laughed, rolling her eyes, and reached down to her desk "Okay, well then...is it your birthday? And do I have a cupcake for you?"
"Yeah it is!" the small girl giggled with cheer, and Santana grinned for a moment before righting her face into a serious expression
"No. It's not." Sophie's face fell and she looked awkwardly around before sitting in her seat
"I'm totally kidding, you're too easy!" Santana laughed as she held up the cupcake and Sophie cheered again, running to the front when Santana beckoned her
"Thanks, Miss L!" she grinned and Santana smiled, handing the cake over "Can I eat it now?"
"As long as you don't choke and die, because I refuse to be responsible" she smiled sweetly and the girl laughed as she took her seat again.
"Okay guys, listen up!"
-ooOoo-
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Santana grinned down the phone
"What? What are you doing?" Rachel frowned "What, what's going on?"
"I MIGHT DIE FROM ALL THE HAPPY INSIDE MY CHEST!" Santana shouted down the phone as she entered her apartment building. It hadn't been a particularly interesting or fun day, but her grin never left her face
"Oh...okay...?"
"I went to see Quinn this morning!" She paused for a moment, deciding against telling the girl about all of the cute notes, before continuing "And we kissed and everything's good and we're going to talk later!" she grinned against and Rachel sighed happily
"See! I told you to just talk to her! Oh, I'm so happy for you! But I have to go because Jess and Brittany are sat on the sofa giving me please-leave eyes and it's making me uncomfortable" Santana heard giggling in the background and grimaced
"Ew. So wrong."
"Yeah, I'm going out. I'll talk to you later." Rachel sighed and hung up
Santana changed into her running gear and a hoody, and locked the apartment. She stood debating in the hallway, before sighing and taking a deep breath, turning to the stairs. She ran out into the street, gasping when the freezing cold air hit her face, and broke into a run, soon warming up and feeling a sheen of sweat form on her brow. She waved through the window at Quinn as she passed, who blew her a sneaky kiss, and returned home half an hour later.
She immediately jumped in the shower, changing into sweatpants and an old t-shirt before leaning against the back of the sofa and dropping back so lay upside down, grinning at the memories. She reached up and grabbed her phone from the coffee table, checking her messages.
You look a little exerted, Starlight. Don't wear yourself out ;) Q xxxx
She grinned and immediately pressed the call button, butterflies filling her stomach as it rang and she waited for Quinn to pick up
"Hello?"
"Hey there. I believe I promised to call you, so here I am. Following my obligations" Santana grinned
"Wow, how romantic. You really know how to make a girl feel special." She laughed
"I know, right? So...how are you?" she smiled happily as she shifted to get comfy, crossing her ankles on the back of the sofa
"Pretty great, I saw this awesome hot brunette today."
"Oh very nice" Santana giggled "I didn't see anyone hot today at all."
"Oh ha ha." Quinn griped
"So, what was she like? Smoking hot?" Santana smiled and almost heard Quinn roll her eyes
"Well, she likes to think she's funny. She takes up all of the space at the sink. She does look cute when she goes running and she's all hot and sweaty, though. And she eats way too many cupcakes."
Santana laughed "And do you think she likes you?"
"Well, I just don't know. I don't even know if she likes girls." Quinn replied convincingly and Santana snorted
"Yeah, she's probably so far in the closet, she's dating The White Witch" the brunette nodded, and Quinn giggled
"Really? All of the Mrs Beaver jokes in the world and you go with The White Witch?" she laughed, and Santana paused in realisation
"...fuck"
"I'm ashamed"
"So am I" she frowned
"Just shows that I am a comedic genius and you're a wannabe" Quinn smirked, and Santana rolled her eyes
"Yeah totally. Anyway...I was wondering if like, maybe..."
"Yeah?" Quinn grinned hopefully
"I dunno. Do you need any sound systems installing? Or someone to teach baking to? Or places to stay or anything?"
"You suck at this" the blonde laughed
"I know. I promise you, I don't usually" she inwardly cringed
"I'm not sure if that's a compliment"
"It was intended to be"
Quinn conceded "Would you like to go out sometime?"
"Yes."
-ooOoo-
Santana rushed through the door of the girls' apartment, grinning and jumping up and down "I've got a date! I've got a date! I'm going on a date!" she chanted as she jumped around the living room, grabbing Rachel, who was sat on the sofa reading a magazine, and shaking her from side to side, grinning. "I'm going on a date with the cupcake girl! I've got a date!" she proceeded to jump up onto the sofa, back down and around the room before running down the hall, "I'm going on a date! Brittany I've got-"
"Santana, wait! No don-" Rachel screamed
"Eeeew my eyes! MY EYES, MY EYES!" Santana rushed back into the hall, slamming the door behind her and screwing her eyes shut, standing stock-still in the living room "...so Jess is here."
"I tried to tell you" Rachel sniggered
"I'm scarred for life. Hold me." She dropped onto the sofa next to Rachel, eyes wide, as they heard the two girls shouting their apologies from the bedroom
"Isn't that what your new girlfriend is for?" Rachel smirked and closed the magazine, throwing it down onto the coffee table and turning to Santana
"She's not my girlfriend" she replied insistently
"Yet" Rachel muttered with a raised eyebrow
"...yet" Santana breathe nervously. "Okay, do you wanna go to the bar or something, because I need to get out of this apartment now that I know what's going on in there."
"Okay, let me change and we'll go."
-ooOoo-
They went to their local place again, managing to snag a booth near the door. They had been there for about an hour when Rachel's phone buzzed with a text from Brittany, and the other girls joined them.
"Hey guys" Brittany grinned as she slid in next to Rachel, and Jess sat beside Santana, who glared at the tabletop
"Hi, Santana. How are you?" Jess smiled politely and Santana held up a hand to stop her
"Shut it, English. You've done enough for one day. I can't even look at you." She grimaced and Brittany sniggered
"Oh stop being a drama queen, San" Rachel rolled her eyes "I live with it, how often do you think it happens to me?"
"Well, stop walking into my bedroom without knocking!" Brittany held her hands up in despair and Rachel glared at her
"Your bedroom? I think you mean the kitchen. And unlocked bathroom. And sofa!"
"We didn't know you were home!" Jess insisted innocently
"I came home with you guys!" Rachel insisted, looking close to tears, and Santana laughed
"And this is why I live alone" she smirked
Rachel sighed "I need more drinks."
Jess grinned and crossed to the bar, and Santana glared at Brittany, "What?" the blonde cried defensively
"I hate you." Santana shook her head and Brittany rolled her eyes
"I say again, you have rage issues."
"I do not have rage issues!" she slapped the table
"Yes, and your calm, collected response really back up your argument! Brittany smirked
"Well, I don't. I only have rage issues with you."
"God, San, you're a lot less pretty when you're all stressed and bitter" Rachel smirked and Santana glared again
"I'm not bitter. I'm mentally scarred."
Jess was back, "I'm sure you won't give a shit once you're finally tickling Quinn's pickle" she remarked as she placed the tray of drinks on the table, and Santana rolled her eyes, blushing
"Shut up. You guys suck."
She frowned as her phone buzzed in her bag, and pulled it out to see a new message.
Hey Mrs Beaver, how are you? And how about dinner tomorrow? Xxxx
Please don't call me hat :( I'm good, just at bar with girls. Dinner sounds great xxx
Ooh having fun? The corner at 7-ish? Xxx
Yeah, wanna join us? And 7 is great :D Xxxx
You sure? I am kinda bored xxxx
Then do it! Get here now! Xxxx
She gave Quinn the address, grinning throughout the conversation, and Rachel eyed her suspiciously
"Why are you grinning?"
"Nothing." Santana frowned "Why? It's nothing"
"Okay..." Brittany raised an eyebrow
"What? It' nothing." She said defensively
"If you say so" Jess nodded, and Santana bit her lip
"Oh by the way, Quinn's coming."
"I knew it" Rachel smirked as Brittany and Jess cheered.
The blonde arrived a few minutes later, and Jess stood up, waving Quinn into the seat next to Santana with a flourish. Quinn rolled her eyes as Santana glared, and slid into the seat. "Hey guys, how is everyone?" she grinned, and everyone nodded and smiled
"Oh, Quinn do you want a drink?" Brittany stood up and took her order, checking everyone else's glasses before heading to the bar. Jess and Rachel started talking about work, and the blonde nudged Santana gently with her elbow
"Hey" the brunette said quietly, and gave a small smile
"Nice to see you, Mrs Beaver" the blonde answered in a low voice, and Santana sighed
"Seriously? Good job you look so cute"
"So do you. I like your hair like that." Quinn reached up and brushed a strand away from Santana's face, and she blushed
"Thank you. I'm already glad you came."
"So am I" she grinned
Brittany returned, and the rest of the night was spent talking and laughing, ignoring the glares from people at the surrounding tables. Rachel was telling an amusing story as Santana leaned over to get her drink. She swallowed as she did so, before sliding her hand over onto the blonde's knee next to her. She glanced up at Quinn's face to try and gage a reaction, but if the blonde minded, she wasn't showing it. Santana sat back with a small satisfied smile, drawing lazy patterns on the blonde's bare knee. Everyone laughed loudly as Rachel finished the story. What are they laughing at? Oh, fuck, I didn't hear any of that story. Laugh anyway. She joined in until the laughter died down, and there was a moment of contemplative silence before Brittany spoke up excitedly
"Oh my God, Jess, tell them about the guy in the movie theatre!" Jess nodded and giggled before launching into the story, and Santana smiled politely, falling back into her daydreams. What shall I wear tomorrow? I wonder where we're going. Maybe I should ask, actually. So I can dress accordingly. She felt the blonde place a hand in the crook of her elbow, and felt her breath catch in her throat, taking a deep breath. Jesus, she's touching your arm. And you've turn into mush. How pathetic. Congrats, you're officially a fourteen-year-old boy. Quinn's other hand found the back of her forearm and trailed slowly down to her wrist, and she glanced up to catch the blonde's eye. She gave her a sweet smile, blushing slightly, and Santana grinned back at her.
-ooOoo-
They left the bar a few hours later and set off in the direction of home. Jess was incredibly drunk and had an arm slung around Brittany's shoulders, singing loudly all the way home. As she stumbled down the curb for the third time, and Santana steered her back onto the sidewalk, Brittany sighed. She stepped in front of the English girl and bent down, but Jess simply stared at her in confusion, glancing at the other girls with a frown.
Rachel rolled her eyes and prompted her "Get on". Quinn giggled as Jess attempted to clamber on to the blonde's back, burying her face in the shoulder of Santana's coat to mask her amusement, and Santana watched her with a gentle grin. When the blonde finally stood up straight, hoisting the small brunette up onto her back with a grin, they set off again, a little slower to accommodate for the blonde and her burden. Santana held back for a moment as Quinn lifted her head off the brunette's shoulder, leaning in to kiss the blonde on the nose. They set off walking again, and Quinn slid her hand into Santana's, resting her head on her shoulder as they walked.
Once again, Rachel, Brittany and Jess split off at the girls' apartment and Santana and Quinn proceeded to walk together until they reached the corner. They stopped and turned to face each other, Santana grinning as she took in the blonde's pale face and bright red cheeks, flushed from the cold, and reached forward to tap Quinn's nose with her finger.
"Cold?" she smiled
"A little..." Quinn trailed off and took a deep breath. "I don't really mind" she shrugged with a smile, stepping a little closer to the brunette "Okay, so...I know some people don't do the whole kissing on the first date thing..."
Santana frowned "Right...?"
"But as this wasn't technically a date. At all. So...if I promise not to kiss you tomorrow, could I kiss you now?" Quinn giggled, blushing and Santana grinned, nodding
"Okay." She pulled Quinn towards her and tilted her head as the blonde's lips met her own. The blonde squeezed her gloved hand as she reached her other up to the collar of Santana's coat, pulling her closer. A few moments later, Santana pulled away as she felt freezing cold snowflakes start to fall down the back of her coat, melting on her back and she squirmed. "This snow would be really romantic if I wasn't already freezing cold...and now damp."
Quinn giggled and took a step back "I can't do it. I need to come clean." Santana raised an eyebrow, confused "I lied." Santana swallowed "There is nothing you can do tomorrow to stop me from kissing you goodnight." She smiled cheekily and Santana grinned, watching as the blonde turned to walk away down the street.