Because Santana wasn't a cheerleader anymore, Rachel got to see her more. Admittedly, she had been concerned that so much consequential exposure would somehow sour their relationship – that maybe Santana would think she talked too much, or she was too pushy, or maybe she really wasn't the type of person Santana should date after all and –
"What are you thinking so hard about?"
Rachel bit her lip but snuggled into the warm body next to her. "You'll think I'm overreacting," she offered.
Santana rolled her eyes, then kissed her, "Cuz' you never overreact. Try me."
"I just… I love you."