Hi ! So, as I has actually promised before, this chapter is incredibly sweet and kinda cheesy haha, I just really enjoy writing their romantic and sappy side, instead of just the fun and dorky moments. It's a bit of a longer chapter again, so I hope you all enjoy it :) leave a review and tell me what you think :)
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I feel my cheeks colouring pink and my body heating up. Santana is standing really, really close to me. I feel her warm breath tickling my neck. Her right hand pulls down the zipper of my coat, while her left wanders over the side of my body, before eventually resting on my waist. I gulp again.
"I .. I - I'm not cold .. anymore now" I whisper, stumbling over my words.
A playful smirk appears on her face while she slides my coat off. "Aren't you?" she asks, slightly arching an eyebrow at me.
I inhale sharply and softly shake my head. "N - no"
"Oh" she replies lightly, before suddenly taking a step backwards, her lips curled into an amused grin. "Then I guess you don't need me anymore, huh?"
She giggles at my sudden indignant expression. "No" I pout.
"No, you don't need me?" She asks me with a smirk.
I frown "No I do, I do"
I really do, actually.
She's too far away for my liking right now. I need her close to me. I need to feel her and touch her and .. And I need her.
I curse myself when I realise she's only two steps away from me, and still it's too far.
Her smile widens as she takes a step closer to me. And closer. And closer. She brushes a strand of hair out of my face. She's so close now I'm sure she can see the freckles on my cheeks, and can feel my skin heating up beneath her touch.
She locks eyes with me, and lets her thumb softly caress my cheek. I look down at her. She looks different. She looks so beautiful.
Well, she always looks beautiful, even when she just woke up, or when she's covered in snow or sand, or when she hasn't showered for three days, or when she's completely wasted, or when she's crying, or when she's laughing.
Especially when she's laughing.
Gosh, I love you so much, I think, looking down at her with probably the dorkiest smile one can possibly wear.
"Hm, do you huh?"
My smile drops instantly. Do I what?
Santana's lips are curled into an adorable, pearly white smile. She bites her lip softly and I run a hand through my hair.
"I said that out loud, didn't I .."
"Hm hm" she hums, nodding slowly. "And I'm kinda glad you did" she replies with a light shrug.
My eyebrows dip down in a slight frown. "Why?" I whisper.
She smiles shyly as she takes my hands in hers and intertwines our fingers. "Because I love you so much too" she replies quietly, so only I could hear.
I feel my cheeks blushing slightly as a soft smile appears on my face. My eyes still locked to hers, I give her hands a soft squeeze. "You do?" I ask, hopefully, yet slightly surprised at the same time.
I see her gulp and with a small smile she nods. "Yeah, I do"
I softly bite my bottom lip, as my smile widens. She smiles back at me lovingly and tugs me closer by my waist.
"I really do" she whispers, before slowly leaning in and pressing her soft lips on mine. I feel her smile against my lips when I wrap my arms around her neck and allow my fingers to run through her hair.
This feels so perfect. I would say good, but it isn't good. It's better than good. It's awesome. And lovely. And wonderful.
Nothing is rushed. We're not making out while ripping each other's clothes off, we're not stealing a kiss under the bleachers because Santana couldn't keep it in her pants during cheerios practice. I don't think I've ever kissed her like this before. Soft and slow and loving. And I don't think I could ever get tired tired of this. Ever.
We fit perfectly together. I feel like we were just made to kiss each other or something. I mean, how else could this feel so right?
She slowly breaks the kiss and detaches her lips from mine. I rest my forehead against hers and keep my eyes closed for a few more seconds.
"Hm .. Britt .." I hear her mumble in the softest, sweetest voice. I open my eyes and look at her.
Myeah,still stunning.
"Hm?" I hum, a soft smile on my face. I lean back a little so I can see her better.
She's fiddling with her hands. She clears her throat and looks up at me. "What .. What are we doing?" She asks me. A small frown appears on my face but she continues before I can reply. "I mean like, what does this mean.. Are we dating? Or like, are you my -"
"- Girlfriend now?" I add, finishing her sentence. She looks up a bit surprised, not knowing what to expect.
Gosh, she's so cute.
"I thought I already was" I tease, a hint of a grin on my face. I don't know if she realises that I'm actually kind of joking, but she just suddenly looks so happy and carefree that I don't even want to tell her.
"Really?" She asks me, hopefully. That twinkle in her eyes and that adorable little smile don't fail to make me swoon.
I nod quickly "I would be really proud to be your girlfriend." I gush.
I see her cheeks slightly flushing pink and I softly let my thumb caress her skin. She smiles and leans in to my touch for a second, before looking up at me again.
She let's out a content sigh and smiles softly. "You make me really happy, Britt"
I feel my lips curling into a goofy smile. "You make me really happy too."
I pull her in for a hug and press a soft kiss on her hair. Her arms wrap around my waist as I close my eyes and hold her close.
We stand there for a few seconds, wrapped up in each other's warmth, when suddenly Santana looks up.
"Brittany" she smiles "our snowwoman isn't done yet."
I frown. I almost forgot about her. When I see how Santana is watching me, with her eyebrows raised, I softly shake my head and pull her down with me on the bed. I kick off my shoes and show a small grin when she shoots me a questioning look. I lightly shrug and smile at her.
"Snow woman can wait."