A/N: Hey everyone, glad to see that so many of you enjoyed the Puck/Sugar element. I was wondering how that would go over and was pleasantly surprised at the reactions. :-)
Okay, just a little note about what's coming up here - this story was totally outlined in September/October and for the most part I've got a pretty definite plan for it. But just keep in mind, this is a Brittana story first and foremost, so stick with me on this and I promise you'll see them get to all the good places you want them to get to. And it's not even that far off, I swear! ;-) This is ramping up towards the end of this story in a few more chapters and then the beginning of the next and I've got lots of things to come for Britt and Santana.
Continuing the trend, I was really rushed and didn't get to double check this, so apologize for any mistakes. Enjoy everyone!
A couple weeks after spring break things had gotten back to normal as they started to welcome spring and warmer weather into the city. Everyone was back into their work and school routines and life had returned back to normal following their quick, but enjoyable trip down to Florida.
"Britt, can I talk to you?" Finn asked, walking around the couch to take a seat next to her as she flipped aimlessly through channels.
"Yeah." she said with a smile, turning to face him. "What's up?" She lifted the remote to turn off the TV.
"I need to talk to you about something important. But you have to promise me you'll keep it a secret."
"Sure." she shrugged with a reassuring smile as she scratched under Ariel's chin where she lay across her lap. "I'm awesome at keeping secrets."
"This is serious. I mean, you can't even tell Santana." She tilted her head and considered this, scrunching her face skeptically.
"I don't know if that's realistic." she said.
"What?" he asked with confusion.
"I just mean, Santana has a way of getting things out of me." she shrugged. "Things tend to just slip out when I'm around her. I don't really have a filter when it comes to Santana." He frowned.
"But..."
"Come on Finn, whatever it is, is it really that bad that Santana can't know?" she asked.
"Yes! I mean, what? No! I mean, it's not bad at all, but I still just wanted to keep this between us." She rolled her eyes.
"Just tell me Finn. You're going to do it anyway and you know Santana will find out no matter what." she said with exasperation. "Might as well just save us some time and tell me. I do promise not to tell anyone else."
"Fine!" he said with a sigh, closing his eyes to collect his thoughts. "I think I'm going to ask Rachel to marry me."
"Wait, what?" Brittany asked with surprise, but smiled widely. "Really?" He nodded.
"Yeah, I've been thinking about it a little bit for a while and I mean...I've got a job and everything now. Why wait any longer? I love her, she loves me. I think it's time to go for it."
"Wow..." she said, considering this. "Well, that's awesome congratulations Finn!" she said, throwing her arms around his neck quickly before sitting back with a smile. He blushed slightly.
"I mean, don't congratulate me yet, she hasn't even said yes."
"Please, totally the least of your problems."
"You think?" he asked, with slight uncertainty.
"Don't be dumb." she swatted at him and he let out a deep breath.
"I thought maybe as a girl and a friend of Rachel's you could come help me look at rings one day?" he asked hopefully and she nodded.
"Of course!" She said excitedly. "I'd love to." She thought for a moment, considering. "But wait, why would you hide this from Santana? She's like the master of bling." He sighed.
"I just...sometimes she makes those snarky comments and I don't know. I'm afraid she'll spill the beans to Rachel." Brittany squinted, eying him curiously.
"Why would Santana want to put beans on Rachel?"
"No, I mean, like she'll tell her what's going on."
"Oh.." Brittany shook her head. "Santana would never do that."
"Do what?" Santana said, walking down the hall in a robe, toweling off her wet hair.
"Shouldn't you be in class?" Finn asked.
"If you must know Mr. Noseypants, I'm taking a mental health break from this morning's class. I'm acing Contemporary World History anyway, I can totally afford to skip one." she said, collapsing next to Brittany and placing a kiss to her cheek.
"Finn has some big news." Brittany said with a grin.
"You've finally decided to get surgery to take down the size of your manboobs?" she asked with mock shock. "I thought this day would never come." He frowned and Brittany shook her head with a fond smile, pinching her leg and causing her to yelp.
"You're so feisty this morning and not in a good way." she teased. "Be nice." Santana rolled her eyes and giggled.
"Okay, okay, sorry. You're just such an easy target." she shook her head to get serious. "What's up?"
"I'm planning on proposing to Rachel."
"Well, can't say I didn't see that one coming, but so soon?" she asked.
"Why is it too soon?" Brittany asked quickly and Santana looked at her with slight confusion.
"It's not too soon exactly. That's not what I said."
"You kind of just implied it."
"No, I asked him why so soon." she said.
"Why even ask that?" Santana shrugged.
"I don't know. Rachel's still in school. Don't you think that's something you'd want to wait till after school to do?"
"I don't know. What's the big deal about getting engaged if you're sure you want to be with someone?"
"Why does it suddenly feel like we're not talking about Rachel and I anymore?"
"Don't be ridiculous Finn. Of course we are." Brittany said sternly and he sat back looking at her with his mouth slightly open, unsure of what to say.
"So, back to the question."
"I just...I don't know it feels right. I've been thinking about it for a while and I'm in a situation where I'm stable. I have a good job that's not going anywhere and I mean, I feel like this is the logical next step. And I'm ready take it. I love Rachel, I want to be with her forever and I'm pretty sure she wants this too. So I'm ready to do it. I mean, I know she's still in school, but I think we could be ready to do it." Santana nodded.
"Well, what can I say. I always had a feeling you two would decide to get hitched and form strange dinosaur-gnome half breed babies." she said, patting his shoulder. "Good luck."
"Please don't tell Rachel." She frowned.
"Are you crazy? And miss how freaked out she's going to be when you break up the cycle of her precious 10 year plan? Not in a million years."
"You know about that?"
"Everyone knows about that." Brittany said as if he was nuts.
"How did I miss this?"
"You're a bad listener sometimes." Brittany said.
"Yeah, I do kind of zone out." he said shaking his head. "Anyway, so you'll come ring shopping with me Britt? Maybe tomorrow or Thursday?"
"Totally." she looked at Santana questioningly.
"I'll leave you guys to pick out a hobbit ring on your own." Brittany pouted.
"Will you give me awesome diamond tips?" she asked.
"Of course I will." she smirked, standing and tugging on Brittany's hand. "Come on, only another hour before we both have to leave for class and I wants to get my cuddle on." Santana said seriously and Brittany smiled.
"I'll be there in two minutes." she said and Santana scowled. "Promise." Santana rolled her eyes and made her way towards the bedroom.
"I'm timing you." she called, Ariel springing up and bounding down the hall after her and Brittany giggled.
"So you think this is cool, right?" Finn asked her again.
"Yeah, I mean, how could it not be?" Brittany asked. "I'm actually really excited for you guys. I can't wait for the wedding!"
"Hey, like I said, she's gotta say yes first." he said with a lopsided grin and Brittany just shook her head.
"You're ridiculous."
"Thirty seconds!" Santana yelled and Brittany laughed.
"So is she." she said with a sigh, getting up. "So just tell me when and where and I'll be there." she said.
"Awesome, thanks Britt."
"Anytime." she smirked, hopping off into the bedroom and shutting the door behind her, leaving Finn to nervously consider his next steps.
"What was all that getting with you getting upset yesterday when Finn I asked Finn about proposing?" Santana asked, taking a spoonful of frozen yogurt into her mouth as they walked across the park. Brittany just shrugged.
"I wasn't upset." Brittany insisted but Santana gave her a knowing look and she sighed. "I don't know." she said, playing with the spoon in her own cup.
"Britt." Santana said, knowingly. "Seriously."
"I don't know San, I just didn't know you had such definitive feelings about time frames." she said.
"I don't have that much of a set time frame...you know, I just think finishing school comes first." Brittany considered this.
"I suppose. I don't know, when we first moved out here I know we said it was a while off, I just didn't think it was that far off. I guess the thought of them planning a wedding makes me a little jealous." she said shyly and Santana grinned, pulling her close to kiss her quickly.
"You're really into wedding planning huh?"
"Duh." Brittany said and frowned. "Are you still on that 'I'm not a wedding person thing'?"
"I'm not a wedding person. I mean I want to be married, but I don't need a whole big deal."
"I do not understand it when you say things like this." Brittany shook her head. "Weddings are awesome and so special." Santana squeezed her hand.
"As long as one day you're mine officially and legally forever and ever, I could care less what happens at a wedding." Brittany pouted. "I'm not denying you a wedding Britts, you know I'll go along with almost anything you plan."
"It won't be as fun without you being into it."
"I'm sure I'll get more into it." she reassured. "But seriously Britt, I'd want everything to be perfect for us when we got married. I would want us to be somewhat financially secure and ready to really take the next step in our lives."
"I guess that makes sense."
"Brittany," she said, stopping and tugging Brittany's hand so she spun to look at her. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to be with you no matter what, so waiting a little while to make sure we do this right, doesn't bother me." Brittany smiled and nodded.
"Promise you're not going anywhere?" Brittany asked playfully.
"What do you think?" Santana asked, raising and eyebrow and kissing her sweetly. "Of course not." She pulled back studying Brittany. "For someone who is all into this marriage talk, you are certainly not jumping at the chance to move in with me." Brittany sighed.
"I've been thinking about it. I'm just...attached...and comfortable."
"Imagine how comfortable you could be in our very own apartment." Santana said enticingly as they continued to walk. "You wouldn't have to worry about what you were wearing, we could get our mack on anywhere whenever we wanted, the cats wouldn't have to worry about the dog getting on their nerves, I wouldn't have to worry about Berry getting on mine." Brittany laughed.
"You do make a solid argument."
"That's what I'm saying. And now that the hobbit and the giant will be shacking up for good, it's kind of our cue to get out, don't you think?" she asked hopefully. Brittany bit her lip. "I mean, I doubt a newly engaged couple wants to live with another couple." Her face turned sour. "Oh god, I think I just put bad mental images into my head." she said, shaking it sadly and Brittany giggled.
"Yeah, I mean, that's a good point I guess. I don't know. You're really sure we can do this? Like, financially and all?"
"I already talked to my dad. He's totally on board with picking up the slack on some extra rent and I will definitely get some work to help out. You make great money at the Station and I'm sure your parents would be willing to pay what they pay now, don't you think?"
"They definitely would." she agreed and sighed. "I guess I just feel bad leaving."
"Babe, we don't have to go far." Santana reasoned.
"Yeah?"
"Totally, we love this neighborhood and with all your late shifts, I want you to be as close to work as possible." she paused before continuing. "And we can still hang out with Hudson and Berry whenever you want." she added reluctantly. Brittany smiled broadly.
"Okay."
"Okay?" Santana asked and Brittany couldn't help but bite her lip at the extreme excitement that had flooded her girlfriend's face. She nodded.
"Yeah, let's do it. Let's get our own place." she said and laughed as Santana launched her arms around her neck and kissed her fiercely.
"I'm so happy you want to do it."
"Mmm." she said, kissing her thoroughly. "Of course I do." she squeezed her tightly and kissed her once more. "But let's wait before we tell Rachel and Finn, okay? Just for a little while. Maybe till they get engaged." Santana looked skeptical.
"Why?"
"We can totally look at apartments and things, but I mean, I don't want to make Rachel suspicious that things are changing or anything. He's going to do it soon." Brittany said.
"Okay." Santana said, pecking her lips once more. "I doubt she would, but I guess that's fine. No big deal. If you want to tell Hudson you can." She shook her head.
"He's so stressed about this engagement, just leave it for now." Santana squeezed her hand and grinned over at her again.
"I can't wait."
"Me neither. Do you want to do it really soon?"
"As soon as you're ready I am."
"It would be awesome to have a new place for the summer. I mean we could spend the whole summer together in it with no school or anything. We could have any visitors we wanted." Santana nodded.
"See, I knew you'd realize the benefits soon enough." she said, opening the apartment door for her.
"Let's go upstairs and look online." Santana pecked her cheek as she passed her.
"Sounds perfect. We definitely should. We're already halfway through April, we need to get moving if we want a place for the summer." she said. "The best part is I've been saving like a ton of my spending money that my dad's given me and I still have all that money I made waitressing over the summer. I have money for a deposit and half the security. My dad liked that and he didn't want me to cut into my savings so he offered to help with the rest and whatever furniture and stuff we'll need, even though most of the stuff here is mine."
"I can help too." Brittany said. "I've totally been saving some too. I bet my parents would want to help with furniture and stuff too. I have some money in the bank from when I was a kid too."
"See, we'll figure it all out." she said, pulling Brittany towards her as their floor approached. "I love you."
"I love you too." she said, pecking Santana's nose before pushing off her and heading towards the apartment. "Come on baby, let's go start our secret apartment hunt."
"Ooh I like that one!" Brittany said, hoping up and down. "But wait, that one is awesome!" Finn frowned.
"Britt, you've liked almost every ring in this place." he said with uncertainty. "It's not really helping me pick one any better."
"Sorry, it's just so exciting!" she said, clapping her hands together. "I think Santana would like that one." she said with a smirk, pointing to a ring on the second shelf.
"How does that whole thing work anyway?" Finn asked confusedly.
"What whole thing?"
"I mean, usually a dude proposes to a chick, but when it's two chicks, who is supposed to do the proposing?" She shrugs.
"Boys really are dumb sometimes, aren't they?" she shakes her head. "It doesn't matter Finn, whoever wants to. Whoever does it first." she says with a sigh, walking over to the next display.
"Oh no, I totally didn't mean that as like an insult or anything. Really...I was just wondering." She considered for a moment.
"It doesn't matter really. I don't even think it matters with boys and girls. Anyone should be allowed to propose to whoever they want. I don't know why the world insists on having so many rules." she said thoughtfully.
"I guess you have a point." he said, thinking. "What about you and Santana?" he asked.
"What about us? I think we're going to wait until we're done with school." she sighed. "Santana and I talked about it and she has a lot of good points. It's not that we don't know we want to be with each other forever...it's just making sure it's the perfect time." she smiled, thinking back on hers and Santana's conversation.
"Do you think it's too soon for me?"
"No way." she said, scrunching her brow. "You guys have been dating for like 3 years, you have a steady job. I mean, it's different for everyone. That's just something we decided. You should do what's good for you." she stated simply and he smiled.
"Awesome." he smirked. "But when it does happen, who do you think will do it?"
"Well, I totally want to beat her too it, but you never know." she bit her lip. "Santana is like super sneaky sometimes, but I'm definitely going to try and ask her." she shrugged. "Honestly, I don't care either way, both have the same result."
"True."
"As long as I get to be with Santana for the rest of my life, I pretty much win." He smiled kindly before pointing over at the display.
"Hey, how about that one?" he asked pointing down. "Do you think she'd like that?"
"Ooh, that one is very Rachel." she agreed. He smiled broadly and she nudged him. "Go ahead, ask him to look at it. You know you want to."
"His one day off this week and Finn wants to spend it galavanting around the city with his firefighter friends. I knew this job would be the death of our relationship." Rachel huffed as Santana studied her.
"You are truly insane. You know that, right?"
"Oh please, like you'd like it if Brittany had one day to spend with you and chose to spend it with someone else."
"I'm sure there's a method to his madness Rachel." she sighed, growing tired of the conversation she'd been hearing for nearly two hours. She fumbled through her phone, clicking on to the texts.
Text to Finn (5:48): If I would have known this was the alternative, I would have totally come ring shopping. .
"This firefighter thing is just totally taking over his life. All they do is sit around watching TV, playing video games and eating. It's like some crazy frat house."
"One where they happen to save people's lives on a regular basis."
"Oh please, he's been working for over 6 months and they still haven't had any major fires."
"And this is something you're complaining about?" she quirked a brow and Rachel frowned.
"I suppose you're right." she sighed dramatically, tossing her hand over her forehead. "If it isn't one thing it's another." Santana rolled her eyes.
"Oh god, please give it a rest. I thought we were over all this hate you have for his job? What happened to being supportive."
"I am!" she huffed. "I just don't like it when I spend almost an entire week without any quality time with my boyfriend."
"It'll get better. He's just got shitty shifts this week." Santana said, with little interest as she focused on the Jersey Shore marathon playing in the background. "Besides you have the rest of your lives to sync your schedules." Rachel smiled.
"That might have been one of the kinder things I've ever heard you say about Finn and I."
"Yeah, well don't get used to it. I just want you to stop talking so I can listen to these incredibly idiotic excuses for humans argue with each other."
"I don't know how you can watch this garbage."
"Please, you love it." Rachel sighed.
About a half hour later the door opened and Finn and Brittany entered, talking and laughing animatedly as Rachel spun around to see. Hubbell hopped off the couch and over to Finn wagging his tail with enthusiasm at the sight of Finn.
"Hey buddy!" he said, reaching down to pet him. "Hey Rach." he smiled, looking back up.
"Nice of you to finally come home."
"Sorry babe, one of the guys just needed some help moving a few things."
"Did you go too?" she asked curiously, turning her attention to Brittany.
"No." Brittany said as if it was obvious. "I was hanging out with Stacey." she said, eying Santana to make sure she'd used the correct excuse, happy when she gave her a simple nod. "I just ran into Finn downstairs." Rachel turned back to Finn.
"Well, do you have anywhere else today or do you think you could spare a few minutes out of your busy schedule for me?"
"Aww, Rachel, do you think I've been neglecting you?" he asked playfully.
"Don't mock me." she said, as he bent over to give her a kiss hello before collapsing next to her on the couch and throwing his legs up on her lap.
"Sorry." he said and laughed. "I'm all yours for the rest of the night. Promise. We can go get some dinner soon if you want."
"That would be lovely." she said.
"Would you guys like to join us?" Finn asked politely, although it was obvious that Rachel was not interested in a double date.
"As charming as that sounds, Britts and I actually have a few things to take care of this evening." she said eyes flickering towards Brittany. "Besides, I think your girlfriend might kill us in our sleep if we invaded your alone time."
"It would be nice to have an evening just for the two of us." Rachel admitted and Finn leaned up, pecking her temple.
"Then that's exactly what we'll do."
"Wait, so you got that call?" Brittany asked Santana, who looked at her with wide eyes.
"Um, yeah." she said quickly.
"So we can go check it out tonight?" Santana kicked her. "I mean...yeah, so what did they say?" she fumbled over her words.
"What call?" Rachel asked.
"No, it's nothing...just about a job."
"A job?" Rachel laughed. "Why would you get a job?" Santana shrugged.
"Just thought it would be nice to have a little independence is all."
"Yeah, making money is awesome." Brittany stated.
Rachel looked between them skeptically before settling back down into the couch against Finn.
"Maybe we can just have a night in if it's just the two of us?" she said, looking back towards him.
"I'm cool with anything." he said.
"Do you guys feel like we don't give you enough alone time?" Brittany asked. "Are we invading your couple space?"
"What? No." Rachel said. "Don't be ridiculous. I was just saying we should take advantage of having the apartment to ourself for the evening."
"Right." Brittany nodded, as if logging information.
"Why are you acting so strange?"
"We're not." Santana shot defensively, standing up and tossing the remote to them. "Here, knock yourself out. Come on Britt, let's go get ready." she said, tugging Brittany into the other room.
They scurried down the hall whispering to each other and giggling as they stumbled into their bedroom, shutting the door behind them.
"They're acting extremely strange, even for them." Rachel observed. "Something's up with them. I think they're hiding something from us."
"What are you talking about?" Finn asked, suspicious that Rachel might be catching on. "Why would they hide something from you?"
"I never said it was just me. I said us." she repeated, looking at him with the same curiosity.
"Don't be crazy Rach. They're always weird. We've been living with them for over a year and a half, you should be used to it by now."
"I can't put my finger on it, but there's definitely something going on." she said, tapping her finger to her lip in thought. "Secret appointments, Santana talking about getting a job...something is off."
"Don't go all detective Rachel, think about the past – it never ends well." She frowned.
"I'm actually excellent at solving things. I'll figure this out." Finn just sighed. "So what exactly were you doing again?"
"I told you I had to help Scott form the firehouse fix a problem in his kitchen. Plumbing thing."
"What? You said you had to help move something." His eyes widened as he had been caught.
"What? No! I mean, yes, we had to move some stuff around to fix the problem." he waved his hand dismissively. "It was a whole big thing." She frowned.
"Now you're acting weird too."
"No, I'm not. Stop being so paranoid. Did Santana give you weed again?"
"Absolutely not!" she huffed. "And even so, I did not get paranoid when that happened."
"Whatever, then why are you playing 20 questions with everything Rach?" he asked with exasperation, pulling her closer so she'd settle back down. "Just relax and let's try and enjoy the night, okay?"
"Fine." she said, skeptically. "But if this keeps going on, I'm going to re-open this investigation." He sighed.
"I'm sure everything is fine Rachel."
Meanwhile, in the other room, Santana and Brittany sang along to the radio as they got dressed and ready to go looking at apartments.
"Santana, I thought you promised we could stay close by?" she whined. "Why do we need to go all the way up to Union Square to look at apartments? It's like more than 10 blocks away."
"I just want to look around Britt. Make sure we see our options. We're not committed to taking anything we see. Not at all." she siad, pulling a t-shirt over her head and running her hands through her hair.
"I guess it could be kind of fun." Brittany mused with a smile. "This feels so adult."
"That's because it is." Santana replied, tossing her a grin over her shoulder.
"The more I talk about it, the more excited I'm actually getting to move. Even though I love this apartment and stuff. I think this is going to be a totally awesome and exciting adventure for us!" she said, wrapping her arms around Santana's waist as she applied makeup in the mirror.
"Totally. I'm glad we're not in a rush or anything either. I mean, I want to do it, but we're not under a deadline or something. I actually think it's a good idea keeping it quiet while we look." she said, puckering her lips as she applied lip gloss. "Although that won't last much longer if you keep almost spilling things to those two." she said, nodding towards the living room. Brittany frowned.
"It's so hard to keep it a secret. I'm getting so excited about it, it just keeps wanting to come out."
"Well you're doing great about the engagement thing. Just do the same with this."
"Totally different." Brittany said, kissing her cheek and squeezing her tightly. "This is about us and it makes me want to talk about it way more." Santana laughed. "I hope they don't feel like we're abandoning them." She frowned. "Especially Hubbell. I mean, I picked him out and everything. We have a bond." Santana turned in her arms to face her.
"Babe, no one's going to think that. Even Finn and Rachel appreciate the alone time, you heard them." she said and Brittany nodded unconvincingly. "And you know we're going to see them all the time." Santana sighed. "Like it or not, we seem to be stuck with them. Even Hubbell." she said, pecking Brittany's lips sweetly as they curved into a smile.
"You promise right?"
"For the millionth time – I promise everything is going to work out perfect. We'll make it all work. Swear."
"Okay." Brittany said, nodding with confidence. "Then let's go look at some apartments!" she said happily, bouncing away to get her things together so that they could head out. Santana just sighed contentedly and laughed, watching her move around the room in a hurry, both cats cuddled on the bed watching with interest.
"You made sure we're only looking at places where we can have them right?" she asked pointing towards her cats and Santana nodded.
"Of course." she winked. "Don't worry, I've got it covered."
"Let's go!" Brittany said, grabbing her arm as they made their way down the hall, bustling into the living room where Finn and Rachel were cuddled and kissing on the couch.
"Oh hell no. Gross. At least wait till we leave." Santana said, shielding her eyes and Brittany laughed.
"You guys are certainly in a hurry." Rachel noted as they quickly grabbed their jackets.
"We have an appointment." Santana said. "God, stop being nosey." She frowned, shifting her eyes as she buttoned her jacket and opened the door.
"Yeah, Rach it's nothing...anyway, later guys!" Brittany called as they hustled out the door.
"Something is definitely up with them." Rachel said again. "And I'm going to find out what." Finn frowned in concern at the thought of Rachel snooping. "Wanna order food?"
"Sounds like a plan." he said, as she hopped up and made her way into the kitchen discussing their choices, leaving him to sit in concern over what she might find.
"Santana..." Brittany said in a singsong voice as she hopped into the living room, carrying a pint of ice cream.
"What's up babe?" Santana smiled, closing her laptop and laying it on the table next to her. She looked up at her girlfriend who stood above her pouting.
"He's always sitting in my spot." she said, pointing to the purring orange cat in Santana's lap.
"Well, I can take care of that." Santana joked, nudging him and he whined as she pushed him off her lap. "Crybaby." she said, rolling her eyes. "He's such a drama queen."
"Aww, but he loves you." she said, plopping herself down on her girlfriend's lap and putting a spoonful of ice cream up to her lips.
"Mmm, I know." she mumbled as she ate. "I love him too." she swallowed and pecked Brittany's cold lips with her own. "But I love you more." she said, tickling her, causing her to giggle and nearly drop the ice cream.
"I love you too." she smiled, shoving another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. "Any luck with finding someplace around here?" Santana shook her head.
"It's so hard to find someplace that's both nice and affordable at the same time." she sighed. "I think you kind of have to get lucky. We just have to keep looking and asking around." Brittany nodded.
"Yeah, Todd keeps trying to sell me on places that are closer to midtown but I'm just not into it. I love living in the village."
"Me too." Santana agreed. "We'll find something eventually. We'll just keep looking. But in the meantime, it's nice having the house to ourselves tonight." she said with a raised brow and Brittany laughed. "It kind of makes the quiet, money saving Saturday nights more bearable."
"True."
"I never thought I'd say it, but thank god for theater group." she smirked and Brittany smiled around the spoon.
"Rachel has been so paranoid about stuff going on with us and Finn, it's definitely kind of cool to get a break from the questioning. She just has so many questions." Brittany said tiredly.
"I know." Santana sighed. "I can't tell if she's catching on to us moving out, Finn planning on proposing or both."
"I don't know either. But she picked up on something and she's totally trying to figure it out." Brittany said.
"Enough talk about Berry. There are about a billion things I can think of to do that are much more interesting than discussing Foto all night."
"Oh yeah?" Brittany teased. "Like what?" Santana smirked and leaned forward, reaching for the pint of ice cream, putting it to the side as she tugged Brittany closer and smiled into a playful, teasing kiss.
She tugged on her bottom lip gently before running her tongue slowly across her lip. Brittany responded instantly, her hands tangling into Santana's hair as she opened her mouth to grant her entrance.
"Mmm, definitely better." Brittany mumbled against her mouth as Santana dropped her hands down to the hem of her girlfriend's tank top. She ran her fingers gently over the smooth skin of Brittany's hips before pulling back slightly to tug it up and over her head.
She shifted them quickly so that Brittany lay on the couch, wasting no time in sliding her fingers into the sides of her shorts and pulling them down quickly and tossing off her own shirt before crawling back up to attack Brittany's neck with open mouthed kisses.
"Ugh, I don't think I'm ever going to get enough of you." Santana said, as she sucked gently at the spot below her girlfriend's ear, causing her to gasp.
"Good." she said breathlessly, sliding her hands behind Santana's neck to guide her mouth back over to her own. "I need you." she whispered against her lips, gasping again as Santana's nimble fingers moved across her torso to palm her breast. "Please." she said kissing her with desperation.
"Whatever you want." she said, letting her hand trail down once more as she kissed her with passion, slipping her tongue through her lips once more. As her hand finally reached it's destination between Brittany's thighs she, gently nudged them apart, letting her fingers slip through her wet folds, eliciting a moan that she captured with her kiss.
Without waiting to be told again she quickly slipped two fingers inside her, causing Brittany to sink back into the couch in pleasure. She took the opportunity to suck and nibble trails across her neck, while keeping a steady pace with her fingers as Brittany continued to groan and squirm underneath her in pleasure.
"You're so hot right now." she said, letting her tongue run across her collar bone as she felt Brittany tighten and increased her efforts, using her thumb to rub circles against her clit. Soon she felt Brittany's walls clenching around her fingers as she cried out in pleasure. She lifted her head back up to her mouth as Brittany attacked her lips frantically.
Just as she was about to flip them they froze hearing the distinct sound of a lock turning in the front door.
"Oh shit." Santana said, looking around in panic for a blanket or anything that would sufficiently cover them but it was too late as the door swung open and Finn walked in, dressed in uniform, his face dropping in shock at the sight in front of him. He moved to speak, eyes quickly taking in their current postions and the placement of Brittany's hand before he shook his head.
"Oh my god." he said, his mouth hanging open as he quickly turned and averted his eyes.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Santana yelled, scrambling to grab the blanket that lay on the loveseat next to them and tossing it over Brittany before pulling her own shirt back over her head.
"What am I doing here?" he asked incredulously, still facing the wall. "I live here!"
"You were supposed to be staying overnight."
"Yeah, well I didn't get overtime and I figured I'd surprise Rachel and come home."
"Well you could have given us a warning."
"I'm sorry, I didn't think I'd come home to find you two going at it on our couch!" he yelled. "Not cool!"
"Oh please, like you've never done it before." she said, pulling Brittany up as she stood. "It's safe." she muttered.
"Listen, that was not anything I ever needed to see." he said, spinning around with a frown. "I mean seriously, I've definitely seen you two in more compromising positions then I would have liked to but this was a whole other level of wrong!"
"Not our fault. We thought we had the apartment to ourself."
"Still, that's our couch dude!"
"Don't dude me!" Santana huffed.
"Stop making it a big deal Finn!" Brittany said, rolling her eyes. "Come on San." she said, grabbing her hand as she pulled her back towards the bedroom. "I think you need to be repayed."
"Gross!" he huffed.
"Shut up fetus face!" Santana called back before turning to Brittany. "We need to get out of this place...like now." she said and Brittany just smiled.
"Calm down," she said, kissing her cheek, "we're going to find something soon. I can feel it." Santana let out a heavy puff. "Come on grumpy, I'll make you forget anything ever happened." she smirked and Santana couldn't help but grin as she shut the door behind them, leaving Finn to grumble in the living room on his own.
"Santana, we need to talk. Where's Brittany?"
"Look, if it's about last night, I already told the manchild that he should have warned us he was coming home early." she said.
"No, no..." Rachel shook her head. "It's not that. Although I assure you he's both horrified and unhappy about witnessing you in the throws of your most recent sexual encounter on our couch." Santana rolled her eyes.
"Then what?"
"What's up?" Brittany asked, entering in Santana's bathrobe, as she brushed her hair out gently.
"I'm concerned about how everyone has been behaving lately and instead of continuing to pry and try and figure out what's going on, I figured I might as well just ask. So – spill it."
"Excuse me?" Santana asked with furrowed brows.
"What is going on with you two? You're constantly hurrying off to 'appointments' and you're acting...well, for lack of a better word, kind of shady." she said. "Especially you Brittany. I can tell you're hiding something and I won't stand for it." Santana let out a heavy sigh.
"Berry just let it go. Nothing's going on. God, you're always looking for gossip and conspiracies. If I didn't know any better I'd think you missed McKinley."
"Don't patronize me Santana. I'm merely pointing out the fact that everyone has been acting extremely odd lately and I can't take it."
"I think you're imagining things." Brittany said simply and shrugged. "Santana and I are acting the same way we always act."
"What about Finn?"
"What the hell do I know about Finn?" Santana asked.
"Brittany?" she asked and Brittany averted her eyes, looking around as she shrugged.
"Okay, I'm going to ask this once and only once and I expect the truth." she said. "Is Finn...is he...is he cheating on me?" she asked quickly.
"You really are insane." Santana said, looking at her in shock. "Seriously. Of course he's not."
"Don't be silly Rachel."
"He's acting especially shifty around me and he can hardly look me in the eye. He's also constantly sneaking out and making excuses about doing things with his friends. Of course he's a terrible liar and he keeps making mistakes when I ask him where he's been. His stories are inconsistent."
"Geez Rachel, maybe he just knows how sensitive you are about him and this job. He seems to be really enjoying it and his new friends, maybe he's just trying to hang out with them without the stress of you freaking out on him about it." Santana said and Rachel considered.
"Perhaps, but I still think there's something more to it. He seems incredibly nervous lately." Santana stifled a laugh at the thought of Finn panicking over his impending proposal.
"You're overreacting." Brittany said. "Just let it go Rach. I'm sure he's fine. He's still adjusting to this crazy schedule. He never knows when he's off and when he's working."
"Yeah, and you know he needs to sleep or else he's even dumber than usual." Santana shrugged. "Just chill out. The giant is so whipped he'd never cheat on you."
"Well, you might be right, but one can never be too safe when it comes to affairs of the heart." she said decidedly, before making her way into her bedroom.
"What the hell does that mean?" asked Santana and Rachel turned.
"It means, I need to do some investigating." she said and Santana and Brittany exchanged glances as she shut the door behind her.
"You better give him a head's up." Santana said and Brittany nodded.
"On it."