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As she sat in the cab home, Santana began to recognise there was a familiar pattern in her behaviour. She would realise something way later than she should have, but then once she had realised it, it would be all consuming and she could never go back. It had been that way with her sexuality, and now it was the same with her feelings for Brittany. She couldn't shake the way she felt about her, and it almost seemed senseless that she had taken so long to come to the realisation, knowing that she now felt as strong as she did. There was no way she could hold it in any longer, and certainly no way she could continue dragging Dani along. Especially after tonight. It had been a long, hard 12 weeks of keeping such a secret, and a long hard, 12 weeks of watching Brittany grieve and heal and build her life again. She was just hopeful that her revelation could change both of their worlds forever, and that Brittany would be happy and open to something, rather than weirded out by the fact her childhood best friend was desperately in love with her. She knew Brittany. She knew she would be nothing less than supportive, and she knew that if Brittany let her, she could make her incredibly happy.
"I mean, we're perfect together…right?" Santana mused in her head. Quinn had seen it, Dani had seen it, Santana knew it in her heart. Okay, maybe at first, Brittany would be confused like she was, and she'd refuse to see it. But Santana just had this innate instinct, that Brittany was her person, and whether it was straight away or later on down the line, Brittany would see it too. Even if Brittany rejected her, which she couldn't let herself think too deeply about because the thought crushed her, she had to let her know and hope for the best. This secret was tearing her up inside, and she could no longer handle the suspense of not knowing how Brittany felt about her. She didn't need to visualise too deeply to imagine them as a little family in Lima, Brittany, herself and Mila. Keeping that image in her mind was enough to drive her forward with confidence. The timing just felt right to do it now, and it was taking everything in Santana's power not to tell the cab driver to turn around and head straight to Brittany's house so she could spill it there and then, but she wanted it to be more special than that. So instead, she carried on the route home, her mind spinning with the events of the night and the realisation of what she was soon about to do.
As she let herself in, she found Quinn on the sofa watching old reruns of Keeping Up With The Kardashians, which she instantly switched off as if she had been caught watching something outrageous. Santana felt her lips pull into a smirk at the action. Quinn would tease Santana relentlessly about her addiction to reality TV, but Santana knew that Quinn was partial to it herself, she'd just never admit it.
"What are you doing back so early?" Quinn frowned.
"Early enough to catch your guilty pleasure you mean?" Santana teased, sticking out her tongue, before glancing upstairs "Is Mila asleep?"
Quinn nodded, her green eyes boring into Santana with a questioning look, still wondering why she had arrived back from her date night so early. Santana sat down with a sigh.
"Dani proposed…" she began, watching as Quinn's face changed to one of surprise "I said no" she clarified, on noticing Quinn wasn't sure how to react.
"I guessed so. I mean you've barely been together two minutes so…I don't blame you" Quinn shook her head, seemingly still in shock, then a thought crossed Santana's mind.
"Wait…you didn't know, did you?"
Quinn shook her head again, but this time out of adamance.
"No! God no. I know you Santana, and I know you wouldn't want to get engaged this early on into a relationship. If she'd have told me she was planning to do that I would have advised her against it. I thought the whole "lesbian couple get a U-Haul after the second date thing" was just a myth but…I mean what was she thinking?"
Then Santana had another thought cross her mind. Brittany and Dani's shopping trip. Did Brittany know Dani was going to do this!? But she rid her mind of the thought as soon as it arrived. There was no way Brittany wouldn't have done the exact same thing that Quinn had said. Brittany knew Santana even better than Quinn did, there was no way she'd encourage Dani to propose, because she'd knew Santana wouldn't want that.
"I don't know I…I feel really bad because I could tell she was crushed but…there's no way I could have gone along with that" Santana shrugged.
"Yeah you would have only been lying to yourself, and lying to her too. Being engaged is a big thing. You did the right thing" she assured gently "So…where does that leave you two now?"
Santana sighed. She felt bad that she was putting Quinn in the middle here, knowing she was friends with both of them. She was closer to Santana, but still.
"I ended things" Santana looked down, playing with her hands to avoid Quinn's stare "I just don't really see how we can continue when we're on such different pages like that. And to be honest…It made me question my feelings and realise they maybe weren't as strong for her as I thought…"
She trailed off and chanced a look at Quinn, her worries slightly dissipating when she observed that she didn't look angry.
"That's understandable babe. Sometimes it takes a big thing like that to make us realise something we didn't already know. You know what I've always said, you've just got to do what makes you happy. I'm sad for Dan but…if it's not meant to be, it's not meant to be. I'll call her later; check how she's doing. Are you feeling okay?" Quinn asked, reaching out to place a reassuring hand on Santana's arm.
Santana wavered, as she considered telling Quinn about her feelings for Brittany, before deciding against it for now. Brittany was the person she needed to tell first, nobody else. So instead, she nodded, and set about making telling Brittany a reality.
"I'm fine. Honestly, I am. Dani is a lovely girl, and I'm really glad she came into my life when she did because it made me come to a lot of realisations about myself, but I'm not heartbroken that we're finished, and that should say something. I just hope she's not too down about it because…I really do feel awful. I'm glad she has you as a friend though, Q" Santana smiled, placing her hand over Quinn's appreciatively "And I'm glad I have you as a friend too of course, and I'm thankful you stepped into watch Mila tonight but, I was wondering…"
Quinn laughed; she knew Santana all too well.
"Get to it Lopez, what is it you want?"
"I was wondering if you'd mind doing the same tomorrow night? If you can't, it's fine I can ask my parents…" Santana began, before Quinn cut her off.
"Is that it!? Of course, I'll watch her" Quinn laughed, like it was the most obvious answer in the world. "You know I love spending time with that special child. She's been showing me her new tap routine tonight, and honestly if it was anybody else's kid I'd be taking the shoes and putting them somewhere they couldn't find them, but I could listen to her clip clopping about all night. She's such a gift."
Santana laughed and nodded her head in agreement.
"Thanks Q, there's just something really important that I need to do that's all" she let out a coy smile and Quinn threw her another one of her infamous questioning looks.
"I'll fill you in when I can, I promise" Santana added, knowing Quinn would drop it now that she had said that. She was really good at doing that and not pressing on matters, even if she really wanted to know.
After some more small talk, Quinn left for the evening, and Santana dragged her tired body up to bed. It wasn't even that late, but what a day it had been. She needed her sleep, especially in preparation for her big plan tomorrow. She stopped into check on Mila first, who was as expected, fast asleep. Santana smiled as she watched her daughter's face, lit up by her nightlight. The hint of a dreamy smile was splashed across her features, and Santana wished she could see inside Mila's little mind, to see what she was dreaming about that made her smile like this.
She bent down and placed the gentlest of kisses against Mila's forehead, so not to wake her.
"Sorry that I have to leave you with Aunty Quinn again tomorrow baby, but this time it really is going to be all worth it. You're going to love it, I promise" she whispered quietly, to the sleeping girl, as she stroked her hair delicately off her face.
The mom guilt was real. She hated leaving Mila in the care of others, but as a single mom, it was unavoidable. She knew Mila didn't mind because the people minding her were always people she loved; Quinn, Brittany, her grandparents, and sometimes Uncle Pablo and his girlfriend Gina (who Mila was fascinated by). She rarely ever did it two nights in a row, because yes mom guilt was real, but she knew that leaving her tomorrow could lead to special repercussions if it all went the way Santana wanted it too. She knew Mila adored Brittany with her whole heart and more, so seeing her get together with her Mama would make her especially happy.
After giving Mila one last kiss, Santana retired to her own room and got ready for bed. When she was all ready for bed, she pulled out her cell and text Brittany. It was a little over 10pm, so she should still be awake, Santana had thought.
Babe, can I take you out tomorrow? X
Short, simple, and didn't give anything away. But Santana had made sure to place emphasis on the fact she wanted to take Brittany out, so it was like a date but, inexplicitly so.
Brittany's reply came fast, much to the relief of Santana.
Hi you! How was your date night? Take me out hey ;) What are you wanting from me missy? Are you trying to butter me up? You should know by now you never need to do that! Xx
Santana chewed her lip apprehensively. She couldn't lie to Brit, but she couldn't tell her everything about Dani over a text either. Dani wasn't even important right now. All that mattered was what she needed to tell her.
She kept her response simple once again.
I'll fill you in on everything tomorrow! And nope, no catch. I just want to do something nice for my favourite person in the world. So, shall we say 8? X
No sooner had she sent the text, had Brittany replied once again.
It's a date! Xx
Santana couldn't prevent the wave of butterflies that formed in her stomach, and fluttered their way up to her heart, making her cheeks burn. She knew it was just an expression, one that Brittany had used flippantly many times before, but she couldn't help but smile at the phrase.
A date it was. And Santana was going to make sure it was the best date ever, even if Brittany didn't know it was an "official date" yet.
The next day at work dragged hard for Santana, and she was itching to get away to start her plans, her stomach bubbling with nerves and excitement. It reminded her of the long Fridays back in High School, when the Cheerios would be going on a weekend competition in a different state, and her and Brittany would get into trouble for talking excitedly about it. They'd often ended up separated in class because of this, and then the day would drag even more.
But eventually 5PM came around, and she sprinted off in her car towards Faurot Park, having already told her mother that she'd be a bit later picking Mila up today. She had the moment she was going to tell Brittany she loved her, planned out like a movie scene. It needed to be perfect, and she needed the perfect location to tell her.
She could have had Quinn take Mila to her place, leaving them with Santana's apartment to themselves. They could have had an old-school BritBrit Santana night, which they always loved; comfy clothes, films, takeout and good wine. But that just didn't seem special enough.
The obvious option would be to take Brittany out for a nice meal, but that seemed too…cliché?
Didn't everybody have their "first date" at a restaurant? For starters, she had even done that with Dani. No. It needed to be more special, because Brittany was special. She wanted it to be more of an intimate setting, somewhere meaningful, somewhere that there wasn't loads of other people around also enjoying their own date night.
And then just as it did with everything; the idea hit Santana like a ton of bricks. And as soon as she had the idea, she couldn't stop thinking about how amazing it was and wondering how she hadn't thought of it in the first place.
Faurot Park was a special place to Santana and Brittany, because it was a place they had always come. Right back from the very beginning of their friendship as children, up to now when they'd bring Mila. It was the place they had shared many deep and meaningful conversations, along with many laughs too.
In their teenage years, they would spend a lot of evenings here just the two of them, lay atop a picnic blanket looking up at the stars. Brittany had always loved the stars, and she was fascinated by astronomy.
It had started in second grade, when Brittany had attended Santana's 8th birthday sleepover. It was just the two of them, just the way Santana liked it, even though her mother had said she could invite four friends. But Santana was adamant, all she needed and wanted was Brittany. As always, they had the most fun playing house, watching movies, making popcorn and telling secrets in their homemade den. But when it came to sleeping, after Maribel had left the room having tucked them in, kissed both of them goodnight and switched out the light, Santana felt Brittany stiffen beside her.
"Sanny what happened to your night light?" she swallowed; blue eyes wide with apprehension as they adjusted to the dark surroundings.
"My Papi took it away Brit-Brit, he thinks now I am 8, I should be able to sleep without it. I think he was right, because I'm not scared. Being 8 feels good" Santana smiled proudly, before noticing the worried look on her best friends face. She could vaguely see her features through the darkness, due to their close proximity in the bed. She fumbled for Brittany's hand, which she found with ease, and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Are you scared Britty?"
Brittany looked down, ashamed that she couldn't be as brave as her friend.
"A little" she admitted, the tears pricking her eyes as the darkness further consumed her. She didn't like the fact that if she turned away from Santana, it was so dark she could see nothing but emptiness. Anything could be there.
Sensing that Brittany felt embarrassed, Santana rushed to assure her.
"It's okay to be scared Brit-Brit. You are only 7 still"
Santana knew Brittany wasn't that much younger than her, and that she would turn 8 in the summer before third grade, but she would say and do anything to ensure Brittany didn't feel stupid or embarrassed.
Santana instinctively jumped out of bed to switch the main light on, and ease Brittany's anxieties but Brittany stopped her.
"No San, we might get in trouble" she said worriedly.
"I don't care. You're scared. I don't want you to be scared, I want you to sleep and have sweet dreams" said the adamant 8-year-old Latina, but Brittany's hand found hers in the dark and pulled her back towards the bed, so that Santana could again vaguely see her features.
"I…I think I might be okay with you. I want to try it, but will you cuddle me while we sleep?"
Santana smiled that soft smile that was only reserved for Brittany.
"Of course, Brit-Brit. I've got you, I pinky swear. Nothing can hurt you."
And with that she clambered back into the bed and held Brittany tight in her arms. After a few minutes of silence, she squeezed Brittany closer and whispered to her.
"See it's not so bad. You're being so brave Britty, I'm proud of you. But if you get too scared, just tell me, and the light goes right on."
Brittany smiled and closed her eyes, not wanting to let her voice betray how anxious she was feeling, but feeling a bit better now she was in Santana's arms. At some point, she let her worries wash away and sleep took over her, and she was so relieved to wake up in daylight.
Once again, Santana gave her a bone crushing hug and praised her for her bravery, but as she bid her best friend goodbye, she was straight on with her plan. She never wanted Brittany to feel scared at her house again.
It was a few weeks before Brittany got to see Santana's handy work, Brittany had deliberately hosted their last couple of sleepovers, but she knew she couldn't avoid Santana's house forever. She loved being there, and they had a great evening, but as it came to bedtime Brittany felt her anxieties swirling around her. She wasn't sure she could do this again.
Santana could sense Brittany's unease, and she so badly wanted to tell her what she had done to help, but she wanted to keep it a surprise and give it the full effect. So she cautiously waited until Maribel shut out the light and closed the door, and as soon as she did she grabbed Brittany's hand to soothe her, before pointing up at the ceiling.
"Look Brit-Brit"
And as Brittany looked up, she saw the constellation of glow-in-the-dark stars staring down at her.
"Wow. Sanny…I love them. You didn't tell me you got those" she gasped, seemingly in awe at the dim lights that adorned the ceiling.
"It was a surprise" Santana shrugged, causing Brittany to spin around and face her.
"You did that for me?"
Santana nodded proudly, her eyes radiating from the moment Brittany's face broke out into a beaming smile. She loved nothing more than making Brittany happy.
Okay so she hadn't put them up herself, George had done it after she begged him for the stars, but it was all her idea. She had told her father that she was the one who wanted the stars, even though the dark didn't really phase her. George had agreed, being that the only reason he had taken Santana's night light away was that he had been involved in a study at work around bright light making it harder for children to get enough quality sleep. If Santana was still scared of the dark, George wasn't too alarmed, knowing she'd grow out of it. But Santana getting good quality sleep was important, and he thought 8 was a good age to take away the night light. Now that she had requested the stars, he didn't see the issue with them since they didn't let out harsh light.
"See Brit, if you get scared, just look up at the stars. You'll grow to love them, and you can't have stars without darkness, so you'll start to love the dark too" Santana philosophised.
And just like everything, Brittany believed Santana's wise words, and she stared up at the ceiling again with a content smile. Suddenly she was less scared, and she could sleep easy now.
Santana smiled as she recounted the memory. It was one that she had momentarily forgotten, since they had so many, but it did remind her to try glow-in-the-dark stars with Mila. She was only 5 as opposed to 8, but if the study her father took part in was to be believed, perhaps now she had started Kindergarten would be a good time; because she'd need her sleep more than ever now.
It had sure as hell worked on Brittany, and prompted her to go home and get her own stars installed on her bedroom ceiling, and that's where the astronomy obsession had started. Stars became a source of calm for Brittany.
When she was upset over the bullies at school calling her stupid, Santana would bring her to Faurot Park to calm her, and they'd spend hours looking up at the stars with Brittany pointing out all of the different constellations.
"See Brit" Santana would tell her "How can you ever doubt that you're a genius when you know all of this. Don't believe what those idiots at school tell you. They don't understand how your beautiful minds works, that's all".
Similarly, when Santana was angry and full of doubt about herself, Brittany would bring her to Faurot Park, and once again they'd look at the stars.
"A star is a star, it doesn't matter where in the star you shine" she lulled, desperate to raise the Latina's self-esteem, which behind the front she put on was actually incredibly low.
And when Brittany had first left for New York, and they were missing each other, they started out this thing where they'd both look out of their window; comforted by the fact they were both under the same starry sky.
Yes, Faurot Park held a lot of special memories for them, and it was the perfect place. Santana found the perfect spot, to go with the perfect place, to tell the most perfect girl how she felt about her. It was the spot they always sat, by the stone bridge and in view of the pond, tucked away in a corner where people rarely walked by.
She looked at her watch, observing how much time she had before she'd need to go back and get ready, before carefully setting everything up. Making dens and telling secrets, was always another huge part of their friendship growing up, it only seemed right to make the best and biggest she'd ever made, to tell Brittany the best and biggest secret she ever had.
When she was finished, she stood back to observe her work. By now it was just past 6pm, and the sky was turning darker, but only when they arrived later would they be able to view it in its full effect.
With a satisfied smile, she gathered her things and hurried on back to her car to collect Mila from her parents' house.
It was as Santana was getting ready, that the nerves truly began to kick in. She was just 30 minutes away from going to pick up Brittany, and Quinn was due here any time now. She had settled for a simple all black outfit, black skinny jeans and a plain black-tee, brightened up with her baby pink double lapel jacket. Pink wasn't usually a colour that she reached for, but she subconsciously found herself pulling it out of her closet today.
"Pink is a good colour for love" she shrugged, before cringing internally at what she had just said. Who was she now?
To finish the look, she paired it with her Doc Marten boots, since heels were out of the question due to the walking they'd be doing. She really would have loved their first date to involve looking super glam, because Santana never felt as confident as when she was wearing a dress and heels, but it had to be outdoors and weather appropriate. She figured she could make her hair and makeup the star of the show. She had deliberately styled her hair in a way she knew Brittany loved, with her fringe clipped back, showing off the hoops she was wearing. She applied coats and coats of mascara, to accentuate her deep brown eyes, laughing internally at the realisation she had never cared to make this much effort for anyone before, not even on her first date with Dani.
As she studied herself in the mirror, she was distracted by Mila plodding down the stairs and looking up at her in awe.
"You look extra pretty tonight Mama" she beamed.
Santana smiled and ruffled Mila's hair, pleased that somebody had noticed her effort. She picked the little girl up and fixed her on her hip, placing a loud lipstick covered kiss on her cheek, much to the giggles and protests of Mila.
"Are you going out with Dani?" Mila questioned.
"No baby, I'm actually going out with Aunty Brit-Brit tonight" Santana smiled. She hadn't gotten around to telling her daughter about her breakup with Dani just yet.
"Aunty Brit-Brit will tell you that you look extra pretty too, because she always says me and you are the prettiest girls she knows" Mila observed smartly.
"She does, doesn't she? But I happen to think that actually, you and her are the prettiest girls I know"
"Well I think, that you and Aunty Brit-Brit are the prettiest girls I know, so we all must be the prettiest"
"Hey…what about me?"
The two of them turned to find Quinn who had let herself in, feigning surprise as she stood at the door. Mila scrambled to get down and run over to Quinn, always eager to not offend.
"You are the prettiest too Aunty Quinny!" she proclaimed "You have such pretty eyes"
Quinn laughed picking the little girl up.
"I'm just joking with you Mila G, but I must say I agree with you, Mama is looking very beautiful tonight, isn't she?" said Quinn, as she eyed Santana up and down.
Santana rolled her eyes and smiled, never great at accepting compliments, but inside her heart felt happy with the double bout of approval she had received so far. She just hoped Brittany would feel the same way.
Satisfied she was fully ready and glad that she didn't have to drive anywhere tonight, she poured herself a glass of wine to steady the nerves.
The short cab ride over to Brittany's was a nerve-wracking one, and Santana anxiously picked the skin around her nails as she mused over and over about what she was going to say, how she was going to say it, how Brittany was going to react. As she felt her mind spiralling, she shoved her hands into her pockets.
"Your hands are your tools now, can't be doing that" she told herself.
When she arrived, she tossed a 20-dollar bill at the cab driver and told him to keep the change. She didn't have the nerve to hang around waiting, she needed to get this on the move, and she hoped a good deed would bring some good karma her way. As she rang the buzzer, she couldn't help but feel like a scrawny teenage boy taking the girl of his dreams out for the first time. Suddenly Brittany's voice sounded through the intercom system.
"You coming up?" she asked casually. Why wouldn't she be casual? She had no idea that Santana had planned this as a date.
"No…no just come straight down if you can. We need to get somewhere" said Santana, hoping the tension wasn't obvious in her voice. There wasn't really a time limit for getting to the park, but Santana knew she couldn't hold her nerve long enough to sit around in Brittany's apartment and get carried away with chatting and a glass of wine.
"Okay, be down in a min!" Brittany said, and Santana could hear the smile in her cheerful voice.
As promised, Brittany was downstairs a minute later, dressed in her fluffy cardigan and large scarf. She had of course received the memo from Santana to dress comfortably and wrap up enough for the cool late September chill. What made the outfit, was the woolly hat with the giant fluffy pom-pom on top. It was so authentically Brittany, and Santana thought she looked adorable. As Brittany stepped forward to envelope Santana in a tight hug, Santana felt as if she could easily die inside. She basked in the blonde's warmth and sweet Brittany smell, eyes shut with a hint of a smile on her face, before reluctantly pulling away. If she didn't do this now, she never would.
She held her arm out and signalled for Brittany to link her, before setting off towards the park.
"Follow me, my lady" Santana joked, putting on a formal tone, much to Brittany's amusement.
"So…are you gonna tell me where we're going yet?" Brittany pleaded like an excited child on Christmas. Santana laughed, because she knew Brit all too well. She loved surprising people, but when it came to people surprising her, she could barely wait. She'd do everything in her power to get them to give it up. She'd even admitted that the first Christmas she found out Santa wasn't real and that her parents stored all of the presents in the spare closet, she had gone snooping. She looked at everything her parents had bought her, and then feigned surprise on Christmas day, still equally as excited as she was when she first found them. She just couldn't help herself.
"You'll see soon" Santana smiled, her eyebrows raised, determined that she wouldn't be giving in to Brittany. Not this time.
Soon they were approaching the park and Santana stopped Brittany in her tracks.
"Okay babe…I need you to put this on"
Brittany looked at the blindfold that Santana had dangled in front of her with confusion, which soon turned to laughter.
"San, where the hell are you taking me!?"
"You know it's a surprise Brit. You trust me, right?"
"Of course. Always"
"Then put it on, and I'll guide you. Not long now, I promise"
Brittany giggled in anticipation, and turned around to allow Santana to fix the blindfold. Once Santana was sure it was tight enough, and she was happy that Brittany couldn't see anything, she took her by the hand. She wrapped her other arm around Brittany, so she could steer her better, as she walked them towards the park.
A few minutes later, they had reached their destination and Santana placed Brittany in position. She let out a chuckle as she observed Brittany glancing around when she felt the loss of contact, a move that proved pointless since Brittany was blindfolded. She quickly bent down to put the finishing touches to her creation, before turning back to the blonde.
"We're here now Brit, I'm going to take the blindfold off now" said Santana, as she began to carefully untie the garment.
She watched as Brittany's eyes adjusted, as she stared out at the pond in front of her, taking in her surroundings.
"Where are we Britts?" said Santana, with a knowing smile.
"We're in Faurot Park" Brittany replied, returning the smile "Our special place."
"Yep" Santana clarified, before placing her hands gently on Brittany's shoulders "Now…spin around".
Brittany did as she was asked, and as she turned, she gasped at the sight. Santana had set up a tipi for them by wrapping sheets and blankets around the trees. She had made sure the top sheet was mesh, so that they could look up, and of course see the stars. She had hung solar powered fairly lights around the blankets, and solar powered lanterns from the trees. The floor was covered with multiple blankets and soft cushions, and to the side there were candles that Santana had just lit. The other side held red wine and a cheeseboard, a favourite of both of theirs, alongside some other nibbles.
Brittany was truly blown away, and she found herself lost for words, tears brimming her aqua eyes. It was like something out of a film, and she couldn't fathom when Santana had found the time to do this.
Santana broke the silence, as she studied Brittany's face.
"Do you like it babe?"
Brittany instantly span around to take both of Santana's hands, squeezing them tightly.
"San, I love it. It's perfect. This is so special to me" she spoke softly, her face lit up from the lights and the candles that surrounded them "You're so special to me" she corrected.
"You're so special to me too, Brit" Santana swallowed, before leading them over to the blankets.
As they got comfortable, Brittany found herself still staring around in awe, while Santana poured them both a glass of wine. She really, really needed it, for what she was about to do.
"What made you do all of this?" Brittany asked, her voice full of admiration. She knew she'd had a hard couple of months, but she never expected Santana to go to this much effort, just her being there was enough.
"Well…I wanted us to have a night like we used to. We've spent so many nights in this spot, watching the stars, just the two of us. I wanted to go back to our roots and give you a special night"
Brittany shook her head and let out a content sigh, she really had struck lucky with this thoughtful girl. She leaned forwards and gave Santana a simple peck on the forehead, a gesture that made Santana close her eyes and let out a sigh.
"Be brave Santana. Be Brave." She told herself.
She had given Brittany the short answer of why she had done this tonight, now she needed to give the long one.
"Brittany…I need to tell you something"
She let out a sigh, the band aid was slowly being peeled off, now she just needed to rip it away altogether. She looked at Brittany for a response, but the answer she gave, wasn't one that she had expected.
"That's weird because…I have something I need to tell you too."
AN- Another cliff hanger, I know...I'm awful for them. But don't worry, I won't leave you hanging over the edge for long. The next chapter is already written and can be posted tomorrow.
What do we think of the new dynamic of the story in seeing Santana handling her feelings? First part was all Brittany's pining, now it's Santana.
Always love to hear your thoughts! See you tomorrow!
