Alright guys I don't have anything too dramatically planned for this pregnancy, but I do want some drama so I need your help.
Would you all like some jealous pregnant Britt moments
or
insecure Britt?
Santana walks into the house with a tired sigh looking down at the tiny bag from the pharmacy and softly closes the door behind her smiling as she hears Quinton's soft giggles, she walks into the living room after kicking off her shoes and looks over at the couch smiling lovingly as she sees Quinton cuddled up against his mommy watching a movie on the TV while Brittany naps behind him. ''Mijo I am back.''
''Hola mami.'' Quinton whispers as he tilts his head back to look at her with a grin. ''Mommy is still asleep.''
''Let her sleep.'' Santana replies just as softly as she leans down to kiss Brittany's head knowing she will feel that she is home. ''Do you want to help me cook something?'' She replaces his place with the pillow he just laid on as he nods his head and sighs softly in relief as Brittany just tightens her hold around the pillow with a soft content sigh, she walks around the couch leaving the bag from the pharmacy on the side table and follows Quinton into the kitchen.
''What are we cooking?''
She chuckles as he turns to her excitedly and closes the door behind her. ''Your mom's favorite?''
''Crunchy chicken Alfredo with vegetables?''
She nods her head walking over to the refrigerator to take all the ingredients that she needs out and smiles as she hears him scoot a chair to the counter. ''Careful mijo.'' She warns as he slowly climbs up, she winks as he just nods his head and places everything they need in front of him. ''What do you want to do?''
''Can I slice the tomatoes?'' She nods her head handing him the knife they bought for him to make sure he won't cut himself but can still help them slice vegetables and places it on the cutting board in front of him, she slides beside him taking out the chicken and places it on her own cutting board.
''What do we want for dessert?'' She asks softly.
''Dirt pudding!''
''Dirt?'' She frowns in confusion and turns to him raising an eyebrow as he nods his head excitedly. ''What dirt mijo?''
''What mommy made with my birthday.'' He tells her giggling, Santana tilts her head and laughs.
''For mijo and you mean the chocolate pudding with crunched up Oreo and gummy worms?'' She snickers as he nods his head and slides the chicken from her cutting board into the pan she heated up with oil. ''It did look like dirt, now I know why you call it that.'' She whispers in amusement.
''Mommy called it that too.'' Quinton tells her giggling, he grabs the bell peppers and holds them up. ''Can I cut these now?'' He asks sweetly.
She hums sliding behind him after making sure the chicken won't burn and takes one from him. ''I will clean them, you can cut them in small stripes alright?'' She smiles as he nods his head and slowly removes the seeds showing him how to cut them, she kisses the back of his head as he takes over and smiles. ''Just like that, good job mijo.''
She takes the tomatoes he added to a bowl and adds them to the pan, she grabs the fettuccine she grabbed out of the pantry and slides them into the pot with boiling water.
''Will mommy be okay?''
She turns to Quinton hearing his soft question and slowly nods her head as she sees the worry in his eyes. ''She will be mijo, the crash against the goalpost just hurt her head pretty bad.'' She walks over to him kissing the top of his head once again and helps him slice the bell pepper. ''How is your elbow?''
''Better after you rubbed it in and mommy made me ice it while we cuddled.'' He whispers leaning back against her front, he turns his head to nuzzle his face in her neck and sighs softly. ''I don't like seeing you or mommy hurting, why does that happen?''
''It is sadly all part of the sport we love to do mijo, it will happen a lot that one of us get tackled but your mommy also has a magnetic pull towards the goal post.'' She smiles as he giggles and ruffles his hair. ''But she has a hard head, she will be fine just like we always are after a tackle and a few days filled with rest and cuddles.''
Quinton nods his head moving his chair over to the stove, he watches his mami as she stirs the sauce into the pan with vegetables and chicken and leans against the counter. ''How do you know how to cook mami?''
Santana chuckles and glances at him. ''Your auntie Q's mother taught me a few recipes but I learned the most of it from just trying things with aunt Q every time we hung out during days before we had to play soccer against your mom, aunt Ames and Cedes.''
''And mommy?''
''Your mommy learned it from great gram and gram, she loved to sit in the kitchen and watch them cook.'' She replies. ''Gram wouldn't allow your mommy or aunt Ames to grow up without knowing how to cook so once a week they had to sit in the kitchen or help her cook.''
''Is that why I help the both of you cook?''
''Mh no son of mine will not know how to care for himself.'' Santana breaths out winking, she smiles as he giggles and kisses his forehead. ''But your mom and I ask you if you want to help because we love to cook with you, sure we love knowing that you also learn how to cook later on but you are still young and we just enjoy our family cooking.''
She helps him pouring the sauce into the baking pan and hands him the Parmesan. ''Want to add this to the food?'' She asks softly as she adds the fettuccine and stirring it into the sauce, she smiles as she watches him carefully sprinkle it over the food making sure he covers it completely and nods her head. ''Just like that, perfect mijo.''
She turns her head as she hears thundering footsteps and frowns as she hears the bathroom door slam shut, she sighs softly as she hears the water running right after knowing her wife tries to silence the sound of her throwing up like she also does whenever she fights with a stomach bug and turns to their baby boy. ''The food will be ready in thirty minutes, do you want to watch something until it's finished?''
She picks him up as he nods his head nodding her head as he shows her his hands he just washed and carries him into the living room, she drops him on the couch chuckling as a string of giggles leave her mouth and turns the TV back on. ''This okay?'' She asks as it lands on some episode from tom&Jerry, she kisses his head as he nods his head and smiles. ''I will check on mommy.''
She grabs the pharmacy bag as he nods his head immediately focusing on the TV and walks down the hall to the bathroom, she knocks twice and walks in reaching out to turn the water off as she sees her wife leaning back against the bathtub with her face buried in her knees. ''The food smell?'' She just asks softly, she crouches down beside her as she grunts and kisses her temple. ''I don't think it's the concussion either.'' She whispers placing the bag beside her feet.
''It fucking sucks.'' Brittany grumbles as she turns her head to look at her. ''Now I know why you cursed me out so much.''
Santana laughs and sheepishly rubs the back of her neck. ''Yeah sorry about that.'' Brittany shakes her head and smiles slightly.
''I am not, our baby boy just wanted to feel well inside of you.'' She whispers with a grin, she glances down at the bag and sighs softly. ''Want to do it before dinner?''
''We can do it whenever you want mi amor.'' Santana murmurs against her shoulder as she scoots closer.
''Mami, mommy?!''
She chuckles hearing Quinton call for them and turns her head. ''One second mijo.'' She turns to her wife slowly pushing herself up and kisses her forehead. ''I will set he table with him and make sure the smell leaves the kitchen, think you can eat something?''
''Yeah I am starving.'' Brittany grumbles. ''I will quickly brush my teeth.''
Santana nods her head walking out of the bathroom as Brittany grabs the spare toothbrush they keep downstairs and walks back into the living room. ''Mijo?'' She asks in amusement as she sees him rolling around on the couch giggling loudly.
''Mami! Look!'' Quinton squeaks out giggling while pointing at the TV, she looks up in amusement raising an eyebrow as she sees the cat and mouse playing soccer and tilts her head as she sees the both of them simultaneously kick the ball towards each others heads.
''It's like mommy, always trying to hit their heads.''
Santana laughs loudly and shakes her head. ''Oh mijo.'' She breaths out in amusement, she jumps over the back of the couch dropping down beside him and curls her arm around his shoulders as he immediately cuddles into her side. ''Never do that during your matches though, heads are off limits same goes for me and mommy so your mom opts to hurt her own head.'' She whispers after watching the episode with him in silence for another ten minutes.
''Not voluntarily.'' Brittany grumbles, she rolls her eyes as her son turns to her with a giggle and catches him as he jumps up into her arms. ''Now what caused you to giggle so much?''
Quinton just points at the TV knowing his mami will rewind and giggles. ''That.'' He nuzzles his face against her shoulder as she chuckles and wraps his arms around her shoulders. ''Are you okay mommy?''
''I am.'' Brittany confirms glancing down at the couch to lock eyes with her wife. ''I have some amazing news.''
Santana immediately sits up a big smile spreading on her face and looks at her. ''No way.'' She breaths out happiness filling her voice, Brittany just nods her head and bites her lip tears gathering in her blue orbs.
''Positive.'' She whispers softly.
Quinton pulls back as his mami jumps over the back of the couch with a squeal and giggles as his mommy stumbles back as she tackles them in a hug, he easily wraps one of his arms around his mami and frowns. ''What?''
Brittany turns to him after kissing Santana softly, feeling her warm palm cover her clothed stomach and nuzzles her nose in his dark locks. ''Do you remember what mami and I asked you right after we celebrated our birthdays?''
''About a baby sister or brother?'' Santana adds softly, she smiles as Quinton nods his head and taps her wife's abs softly.
''Mommy just found out that she is carrying a baby sister or brother, mijo.''
''Really?!'' Brittany chuckles as squeaks loudly and nods her head.
''Really.'' She confirms softly. ''In nine months you will be a big brother, baby boy.''
''Is the baby hurt because you are?''
Santana tilts her head noticing the tears in his eyes and quickly shakes her head. ''Oh no mijo the baby isn't hurt and your mommy will be fine too.''
''Oh baby we are both fine I promise.'' Brittany breaths out as she pulls him close to kiss his head. ''But your mami and I will have a few decisions to make to make sure that nothing will happen to me or the baby.''
''Like what?'' Quinton asks softly as he wriggles in her arms requesting her to put her down, he curls his arms around her waist as soon as she put him down and nuzzles his face in her stomach. ''Hi baby, I am your big brother.''
Santana crouches down beside him as she notices her wife just look down at him with tears in her eyes and kisses his cheek. ''I am sure the baby knows how much you will love him or her, you will be the best big brother QT.''
''God I love you two.'' Brittany just chokes out, she smiles slightly as they both immediately reach out to make sure she won't fall the second she crouches down and shakes her head. ''And already so protective.'' She muses locking eyes with her wife.
''Prepare yourself for bubble wrap.'' Santana teases with a grin, she laughs as Brittany just rolls her eyes and leans over their baby boy to kiss her softly. ''We love you too Britt-Britt.'' She whispers as Quinton cuddles between them, her hands covering his on Brittany's abs.
The three of them jump as the oven beeps loudly and look at each other, Santana chuckles as she hears Brittany's stomach grumble and kisses Quinton's head. ''I think mommy needs food.'' She murmurs in amusement. ''Want to help me set the table?''
''I will help.'' Brittany whispers as she slowly stands up.
''I didn't get the chance to open the windows yet.''
''I will live.'' Brittany replies, she pauses looking over her shoulder and smiles slightly as Santana just raises an eyebrow. ''I hope.''
''Yeah let's not try our luck today mi amor, please sit down and relax.'' Santana breaths out with a soft chuckle. ''QT and I will set the table.''
''Sa…''
''No discussion mommy.'' Quinton exclaims with a childlike grin. ''Mami and I want to see you relax.''
''You heard baby boy.'' Santana breaths out chuckling as she pushes her wife down onto the couch, she leans down and kisses her forehead. ''We will call you in the second we finished setting the table.''
Brittany chuckles watching her wife and son jog into the kitchen, hearing the door close right after Quinton entered the kitchen and leans her head back gently placing her hands on her abs. ''You will be spoiled rotten tiniest-bear.'' She whispers softly. ''You will feel the love mami, mommy and your big brother have for you starting from this day.''
She leans her head back glancing at the TV and shakes her head as she watches the episode of Tom & Jerry her son just watched, she chuckles as she sees what made him giggle so much and bites her lip gently gracing the bandage around her head. ''Thank god I only hit my head today.''
''Thank god indeed.''
Santana giggles as her wife jumps and walks over to the couch, she sits down on the arm grabbing the hand that still touches the bandage around Brittany's hand and intertwines their fingers. ''Sorry I didn't want to make you jump.'' She whispers as she lifts their hands up to her lips to kiss the back of Brittany's hand. ''We called you in but you were deep in thought.''
''Just wondering how our future will look like.'' Brittany breaths out with a grin. ''Tiny will definitely feel your and QT's love.''
''Not only ours, he or she will feel your love too mi amor.'' Santana breaths out with a grin. ''Tiny will be spoiled rotten.''
''That's for sure.'' Brittany breaths out chuckling. ''You ever thought that it would be successful on the first try?''
''I hoped it would.'' Santana replies softly. ''I didn't want to get both of our hopes up and tried to let the days pass by without speaking of it.''
''Why?''
''Because I know you.'' Santana whispers as they lock eyes. ''You would be devastated if you had the feeling that you disappointing one of us even though you never could, so instead of trying to keep both of our hopes up I just allowed you to put the injection to the back of your mind and just focus on the days passing by.''
She smiles slightly as Brittany opens and closes her mouth searching for words and leans down to kiss her forehead. ''It was still active in our dreams though, I woke up more than once with my hands covering your abs and your hands covering mine unconsciously forming a heart like we did on my bump.''
''We just silently agreed on not allowing it to swarm through our minds day in and day out, we focused on all day things but most importantly we focused on QT so we did the right thing.'' She whispers as she pulls back with a loving grin. ''And now knowing that we will be mommy and mami once again and that we will watch our baby boy be the best big brother we know he will be, makes me insanely happy Britt.''
''Me too San, I can't wait to see what the next few months will bring us.''
''I don't care what will happen.'' Santana replies with a grin. ''As long as I have you, baby-bear and tiny, I will be happy no matter what.''