"Where did your dads go?" I ask as I step into the Berry residence.
"A conference in Kettering. They asked me if I wanted to go, but Kettering is more boring than being home alone, so I said, 'no,'" Rachel says as she walks around flicking on lights.
"I'm glad you stayed home," I say just as she's walking back towards me.
"Me too," she replies just before placing a soft kiss on my lips, "and I have a feeling this weekend won't be boring."
She grabs my hand and drags me into the living room. The television in this room is pretty much at Jumbotron status and I have a feeling the surround sound is just as gigantic. The best part of this room though, is the huge sectional. Sectionals are the best kinds of couches for cuddling. Brittany and I have had plenty a movie-marathon/cuddle sessions on the Pierce family sectional. I cannot wait to gets my cuddles on with Rachel.
"So, what does the Berry movie collection look like?" I ask as I walk towards the wall that the DVDs reside on.
"You've probably already guessed what most of them are..."
"Holy crap! I didn't even know there were that many musicals!"
"We have plenty of 'regular' movies!"
"Where?"
She walks over to me and steers me to the right. Turns out their DVDs are arranged by genre and then alphabetically. Well, actually I wouldn't even say that, they're arranged by musicals and not musicals. After about five minutes of staring at the "not musicals" section my eyes land on Scream. I pull it off the shelf and show Rachel.
"I didn't even know we had that. I've never seen it. Is it scary?"
Yes! She's never seen it before! This is so cliché of me but I don't even care. Besides, this trick always works. "You've never seen Scream? It's like, a classic! It's not that scary. I was like ten the first time I saw it."
"Okay, we can watch it. But I kinda want to change into pajamas. Oh, I still have your sweatpants and t-shirt if you want to change, too."
"Okay."
Perfection! Sectional + scary movie + pajamas = serious cuddling. Always.
Rachel wastes no time putting the movie on when we get back downstairs. While she does this I snuggle up in the corner of the sectional and wait for her to turn around. When she does, she scrunches her nose at me and says, "That's my spot."
"Not tonight, Berry. I guess you're going to have to settle with next to your spot."
"Or I could sit over there," she says pointing to lounge part of the sectional.
"Or... you know... not." What? I'm glad that all of my game just disappeared.
Rachel giggles and starts walking towards the opposite side of the sectional. Then, suddenly, she turns around and lunges towards me, wrapping her arms around my waist when she gets to me.
"I wish you could have seen the look on your face when you thought I wasn't going to cuddle with you."
"You think you're hilarious, don't you?"
Clearly pleased with herself, she nods and then presses a couple of buttons on the remote. The lights turn off and the movie starts and Rachel lowers her head so that it's resting on my chest. Smooth, Berry. Very nicely played.
About a half an hour into the movie, Rachel is already clinging to me, "Are you scared too, San?" I don't think she's ever called me that before.
"No, why?"
"Because your heart is beating really fast."
It is and it's not because of the movie. I lift her chin with my finger and kiss her. This is it. This is the kiss of my life. I know that sounds cheesy but it's the only way I can explain it. This feeling is overwhelming. Rachel's hand finds my cheek and I let a moan escape from my throat. I feel Rachel's lips form a smile under mine. When we end the kiss I press our foreheads together and say, "It's because of you."
Rachel puts her head back onto my chest and wraps her arms tight around my waist. I kiss the top of her head and then say, "You've never called me San before."
Without picking her head up from my chest she says, "Yesterday you called me Rach. You'd never called me that before, either."
Another half an hour of the movie goes by with Rachel holding on to me for dear life, as if Mr. Scream Mask is going pop out of the screen and stab us. For the last fifteen minutes I have had to pee. I really don't want to move away from Rachel but the pressure in my bladder has become excruciating.
"Rach?"
"Yeah?"
"I have to pee."
She giggles into my chest and then lifts herself off of me, "It's past the kitchen and to the left."
Before I get up to sprint to the bathroom, I plant a quick kiss on Rachel's lips. "Be right back," I say as I run out of the living room.
Aaaaah. Much better. Now I's be gettin' my cuddle back on. On my way back towards the living room I look into the kitchen and see that Rachel is standing at the sink, drinking some water. I sneak up behind her, wrap my arms around her waist and rest my head on her shoulder. "You know, I don't really want to watch the movie anymore," I say into her neck and then kiss it.
Rachel turns around in my arms and says, "Really?! Because I don't either. It's too scary. Aaaand I'm really sleepy."
"So, why don't we head up to your room...?"
"I can't seem to find a reason not to. I'll go shut everything off in the living room. I'll be right back." I see her grab the remote off of the counter right before she power walks out of the kitchen. Why did she bring the remote into the kitchen with her? Whatever. It's cute.
There are two sets of stairs in this house! Okay, my house is pretty big and we have a lot of cool stuff, but the Berry's definitely have the Lopez's beat.
"I think we have some extra toothbrushes if you want one."
"Thanks," I say to her as I follow her into her bathroom.
"Here you go."
Hmmm... who'd have thought that brushing your teeth could be so flirtatious. Well, actually, I guess that really isn't that surprising if you think about it. I mean, who hasn't seen Bring it On?
"So how sleepy are you?" I ask as we walk into her room.
"I think I could fall asleep standing where I am right now, I'm so tired. But, since my bed is right here, I don't have to do that."
I give a little sigh, but smile afterwards, "Fine, I guess we could just sleep."
"I'm sorry," she says as she crawls under her covers.
I flick the light switch by the door and walk over to Rachel's bed, "Rach, you're tired, don't be sorry. Besides, I'm really in the mood to continue with the cuddling."
"Good," she says as she switches off the light next to her bed, "I was really hoping you'd hold me. I really shouldn't watch scary movies before I go to bed."
That's it. I'm done for. She's completely got me, "Turn onto your other side. I'll be your big spoon."
It's pretty dark in Rachel's room and I can barely see her silhouette. I feel her hand touch my chin and then her thumb trace my bottom lip. It's a cute trick to find my lips. Her lips find mine for a brief moment and then they find my nose. I think my heart is actually melting. I know it sounds lame but it's really the only way I can describe this. I return both gestures and whisper, "I think that might be my new favorite thing. Ever."
"Mine too."
"Night, Rachel."
"Good night, Santana."
Rachel turns over to face the other way. I slide one arm under her pillow and wrap the other one around her. Out of impulse, I slip my hand under her shirt and let it rest on her tummy. She hums a little after I do this and backs herself even closer into me. I kiss her shoulder and she places her hand on top of mine inside of her shirt.
Rachel fell asleep before I did. I just laid there listening to her breath until I eventually found my own pattern.