Race to the ring
Brittany and Santana have been dating for several years, and without the other knowing, they're both getting ready to propose – who will get there first? Brittany's got Mike to help her, Santana has Kurt, and poor Quinn is caught in the middle.
'Santanaaaaa' Brittany sing-songs, 'are you ready for breakfast?' Santana can't help but hide under her pillow. Her girlfriend is hot and sweet and all, but she's just not a morning person, like at all. And it's Saturday, damn it! There's no reason to get up at the crack of dawn. Well, 10.30, but it feels like the crack of dawn to Santana.
Brittany, of course, is more than aware of this, but she needs Santana to get her day started, so that she can get her day started. 'Come on, Sannie, I made your favourite…' she cajoles. She hears some whining and grunting from the bedroom, which makes her giggle. Her girlfriend is so not a morning person, but Brittany loves her anyway, even though she is a massive morning person. And an evening person. An all-day (and all-night when the occasion calls for it) person really. She hears more movement coming from the bedroom and decides to start making their plates. Santana's absolute favourite breakfast is cinnamon rolls with bacon.
Santana walks into the kitchen wearing nothing but a T-shirt that belongs to Brittany, so it's a bit big on her, and just about covers her butt. So Brittany can't be sure if she's wearing panties or not, but knowing her girlfriend, she probably isn't. She swallows, her mouth having suddenly gone dry. As Santana walks past her, she remembers that this particular shirt is an old softball shirt and has her last name on the back in big letters. Her mouth goes even drier – seeing 'Pierce' on her girlfriend's body like that does things to her. Must not get distracted, Britt, she tells herself, and she goes to kiss Santana good morning.
Santana is still a bit grumpy, but the smell of cinnamon rolls, bacon and coffee is waking her up a bit more, plus, she saw Britt struggling to swallow when she walked in the room, so her ego's had a nice little boost which is also helping. She vows to keep Brittany guessing as to whether she's wearing any underwear throughout breakfast. If Brittany's going to insist on making her get up at an ungodly hour, she deserves to be punished a little bit after all.
The girls finally sit down to their breakfast, Santana enjoying her food too much to keep her head in the game, so she forgets all about punishing Brittany. Brittany, however, is struggling to focus on her food, as Santana's little moans whenever she takes a bit are pretty distracting. Eventually, the girls finish eating and clearing away the dishes, and Brittany, noticing the time, tries to keep Santana on track to get ready for her day. 'San, you remember Quinn is coming to pick you up at noon, right?'
Santana frowns. She absolutely had not remembered that. And there's something suspicious about this. 'Britt, why are you arranging for me and Quinn to hang out, normally you don't like it when we hang out without you?' 'Because you two get mean and spend your whole time together gossiping!', Brittany replies, a tad defensively. 'But, uhm, I thought you two might like to go shopping, or something, because Mike's coming over and we're going to play video games, and I know how boring you find that.' she recovers quickly.
Santana groans. 'Britt, I love you, but you two together are a liability. I'm not sure I can leave you two to hang out without supervision…' Brittany grins sheepishly. To be fair to Santana, last time she and Mike hung out in their apartment, they had managed to break the coffee table, which Santana had picked out lovingly, when their dance battle had turned into a bit of a wrestling match halfway through.
'Don't worry, San, we'll just sit on the couch and play games this time, promise!' She crosses her fingers behind her back as she says this – Santana doesn't need to know that Mike is coming over to discuss how she's going to propose to Santana. In fact, Santana absolutely can't know about it. They've obviously discussed marriage together, and they both know that this is their goal for the near future, but Brittany knows her girlfriend loves her bling, and she knows the brunette likes a bit of romance and being spoiled, so she absolutely wants to keep this a surprise. So, Mike is going to help her come up with a plan, and she's enlisted Quinn to go ring shopping with her next week.
Santana eyes her with not unreasonable distrust, so Brittany gives her a smile that she hopes is innocent. 'Don't worry, babe, nothing will happen this time, I promise.' She decides she needs to distract Santana to stop her from worrying, plus, they both need to get showered and dressed before noon. 'Now, San, if you go ahead and get in the shower, I can come in in a minute to help you wash your back,' she whispers suggestively into her girlfriend's ear, and she squeezes her ass for good measure too. Definitely no underwear – damn it, how did they get through all of breakfast without her noticing that?! Santana's eyes widen, and she takes off in the direction of the bathroom immediately, nearly running. Brittany inwardly fist bumps herself – diversion tactics for the win!
The only problem with Brittany's diversion tactics is that she herself is now quite distracted, forgetting all about having to be ready by noon. She's still got her head between Santana's legs when the doorbell rings. Shit. She absolutely cannot leave her girlfriend hanging right now! Damn Quinn and Mike for being so damn punctual! (They're not. It's actually 12.30.) She diligently increases her efforts and gets Santana off quickly, then graciously turning down Santana's (who was too distracted to have heard the doorbell) offer to return the favour. She quickly wraps herself in a towel and goes to open the door, telling Santana to go get dressed. Her girlfriend glares at her – she is coming down from a great orgasm and wants to be carried to bed and cuddled, damn it! 'Sorry, babe,' Brittany pouts, 'Quinn and Mike are here, I need to let them in.' 'Fine,' huffs Santana and shuffles off to get dressed by herself.
Once everyone's happy again – Quinn and Mike not having been impressed by having been left outside waiting – and once Santana, who of course couldn't decide what to wear, is finally ready, and once they've finally said their goodbyes, Brittany sits down next to Mike. 'So, I want this to be the most epic proposal EVER!'
Santana and Quinn are only just on their way out when Santana turns to Quinn and says 'So, I've been thinking of proposing to Britt, what do you think?'
