You're both lying in bed in nothing but underwear and Brittany is pressing hot kisses down your jawline. Your eyes are flickering closed and you groan at a particularly well placed nip on your neck. This is so not what the plan was. You roll away from her and attempt to catch your breath. She flops onto her back with a pout.

"Saaaaaaaan" Brittany whines out, "Why are you doing thisssssss?"

"Because, you have two days until your last final and you need to study, baby," you reason.

"I can study later, right now I just want you naked," she husks into your ear.

You feel the shiver roll down your spine and it takes most of your brainpower and all of your willpower to stop from giving in. Now that you think about it, you should probably get out of bed and put a shirt on if you hope to actually get her to listen to you. You get out of bed and start rummaging in your dresser for something to wear.

"Alright, get up. Get dressed, we're leaving."

"Wha… wait, where are we going?"

You slip on your t-shirt and turn to look at her, quickly remember that she's mostly naked and steel yourself for going through with this plan of… not crawling back into bed.

"Honey, I would love nothing more than to strip down and be naked for the duration of forever with you. But you have a big final coming up, and I know that you are a genius and might not need to actually study. But on the off chance that you have a bad day and get a less than awesome grade, I could never forgive myself. So please just indulge me and come with me to the library?"

Brittany sighs dramatically, "Fine. You win."

"Thank you."

"But once my final is over, I'm never wearing clothes again! Or at least all summer." she grumps.

"You can be as naked as you want this summer, I promise I won't complain."

You get to the library and find your way to an empty table in the corner of the Science section. Brittany takes everything out of her bag and starts spreading out her study materials.

"Do you want some hot chocolate or something, babe?"

"Ohh yes please, and with.."

"Peppermint, I know," you chuckle.

She gives you a big grin and you kiss her cheek before walking towards the coffee shop right outside the entrance.

There's a huge line and you're not really surprised, coffee and studying go hand in hand and with it being the last week of finals, everyone is scrambling. You're glad that you finished your finals last week and are done for the semester. You've been standing there about 5 minutes when you feel someone standing weirdly close behind you. Glancing over your shoulder you see a brunette with green eyes smiling at you. Weird… You smile politely back and start to turn back around.

"Um, Hi, I'm Jenna" she says while sticking her hand out.

"Santana" you return the handshake, you're not one for small talk and this whole thing is strange.

"I'll be so glad when this semester is over. It's been crazy, if I have to look at one more diseased organ, I'm going to puke" Jenna says, obviously opting to keep this conversation going.

You scrunch up your nose in disgust and sideeye her as she giggles at your reaction.

"I'm pre-med," she explains putting her hand on your forearm.

"Ohh, well that makes more sense than serial killer…unless," you joke with a smile.

She laughs out, "Nope, just an exhausted med student. What are you studying?"

The line is moving slowly, and you look towards the front to see that you still have about 4 people in front of you. You turn back around to answer and realize that she's moved closer to you. You shake it off because, whatever, it's loud in here, maybe she couldn't hear you.

"I'm pre-law," you answer, a bit proudly.

"Ohh, I can totally see it. You've got that dignified, badass look to you."

You blush a bit at that comment and see that she's grinning at you. You, however, don't see Brittany standing at the entrance to the coffee shop with an amused look on her face, you also don't see the slight tinge of jealousy in her eyes.

"So, I was thinking…" Jenna starts.

"Hey honey" says brightly as she comes up behind you and wraps her arm around your waist.

"Oh, hey Britt. Sorry it's taking so long. The line was ridiculous when I got here. I haven't even had a chance to order yet," you explain. "This is Jenna, Jenna this is my girlfriend Brittany."

Jenna looks at you with a weird look, you think maybe annoyed, but you're not really sure. You furrow your brows as she stutters out a response.

"Well, I should be going. A lot of studying to do," she says shortly.

"Oh, yeah, of course. Well, good luck" you comment.

But she's already stalking off towards the other side of the library. She didn't even get any coffee.

"You're adorable, you know that?"

"…Uh okay… Thank you? But why?"

"You know that she was flirting with you right?"

"What? No she wasn't. She was just being nice. We were stuck in this line forever and I'm sure she was just bored."

"Honey, she was flirting. Hard too."

"I…. still don't believe you"

"She left without getting her coffee, and she was standing so close to you she could probably count your eyelashes. I'm almost positive she was about to ask you out before I walked up. She was flirting. Trust me, I know what flirting looks like."

You shoot her a look and she realizes what she said. You're pretty much over the fact that your girlfriend was a lady killer before you met her but knowing that she's so… adept sometimes makes you feel weird.

"I'm just saying. It was very obvious," she tries.

You finally get to the counter and order your coffee and Brittany's hot chocolate. You think back to the interaction, she wasn't flirting with you, you would know if someone was flirting with you.

"I mean who could blame them? You are super hot and really adorable."

She grabs your hand as you walk back to the table and you see her looking around for something.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Hmm, no one..." she answers dismissively.

You're looking at her and she's got a weird look on her face and it clicks. She's trying to show you off, show that you're taken.

"Oh my god. You're looking for Jenna aren't you?"

"What? Nooo… definitely not…"

"Really," you reply, unimpressed with her need to claim you, at least in this sense.

She sighs, "Fine. I wanted to walk by and for her to know that we were together."

"Why? What does it matter whether she knows it? I know it, and so do you. Last I checked there were only 2 people in this relationship."

She has the decency to look a little embarrassed at her display of possessiveness.

"I'm sorry," she grumbles.

"You don't need to apologize, just, I'm not interested in anyone else. At all. So you don't have to worry. Even if a million girls came and flirted with me, I'd still only want you. I'm yours, Britt. Proudly so."

"I know," she nods and kisses you softly on the lips as you sit back down at the table,

"Get to work, Pierce. The quicker you ace this final, the quicker we can have a naked summer," you giggle into her ear.

"Ugh, you are so not helping."

She's been working for about 15 minutes before you break the silence,

"She so wasn't flirting with me."

"Oh my god, seriously?"