*I first off want to apologize for the wait of this chapter. As you guys know because I have mentioned it before, I work in healthcare. I am a nurse in a major city hospital. COVID is still out and raging. The patients are overwhelming the healthcare system. I am not using this platform to preach but I want everyone to understand that there are days where work is so exhausting. I do not even have the time to process my feelings, let alone write. I am going to finish this story and I am even starting to think about my next one (would love to hear ideas). So please enjoy this chapter, I felt like everyone needed some fun before some heartbreak comes.*

When Santana got home from work, she was immediately met with Puck sitting on her sofa. "What the hell are you going here?" she asked, throwing her purse on the couch. "Nice to see you too, Santana." Puck said with a smirk. Santana rolled her eyes and took a seat on the couch next to him. "Quinn isn't here yet which means you came over for a reason," she said. Puck nodded, "I just wanted to check in on you" he explained. "Did Quinn or Brett ask you to come over? She asked. "Well Brett asked me to look after you in general but I came over here all on my own." Puck admitted. Santana groaned, "I just wish this was all a dream. I keep hoping that I am going to wake up but it never happens." she said. Puck knew exactly what she meant. He was pretty upset about the whole thing too, losing his roommate and new best friend. But Santana was losing the first man she ever loved, the guy that she sees a future with.

"He is going to come home, Santana" Puck said. Santana nodded, "I keep saying that to myself but then Brett goes and tells me that I need to be prepared for the worst. That scares the crap out of me. Does he know something that he isn't telling me?" San said. "I think that Brett has seen the worst of the worst. He really only had Aaron and Carrie who understood what goes on over there, he never needed to explain it. But now he has you and Quinn. I think this is just his way of preparing you which ultimately makes him feel better." Puck explained. "I just hate hearing about it because every time he tries to talk to me about it. I picture him dead and I can't keep doing that. Puck he cannot die" Santana said. "Santana" Puck said but was cut off. "No, he is the guy that I want to get married to and have children with. I have never had a guy like that. I have never pictured what my baby would look like with anyone except Brett." She said Puck made Santana look at him and shushed her. "You will have your happily ever after, and the baby that everyone has been talking about," he said with a chuckle.

Santana couldn't help but laugh. "You better not tell Quinn any of this or else she is going to want a baby too," Puck said. "We have a while, I never said I wanted a baby now" San explained. "Good because I am not ready to be kept up all night," he said laughing. She also laughed, "so I feel better, you can leave now," San said. "Wow, trying to get rid of me so quickly," Puck said. "Well, we are having a girl's wine night tonight which means you are not invited," San explained. "I know and we are having a guy's night. We are all meeting here" he said. "Why are you guys meeting here? None of you live here" San said. "I know but somebody wanted to see his girlfriend before we left and I can promise you it wasn't me," Puck said with a chuckle. "I really did get a good guy," San said. "That you did Satan" Puck said with a pat on her back.

All the girls were sitting around Quinn and Santana's living room drinking wine. The guys were hanging out at the dining table waiting for the final guys to show up. Santana could tell by the stares and whispering that a few of her friends wanted to bring it up. It wasn't a secret anymore that Brett was being deployed. In this group, everything spreads like wildfire. Even though Brett only physically told Puck, Quinn, and Santana; the entire Lima gang knew the news by the next day. Brett was kinda happy about that because it meant he didn't need to go through this over and over. Santana on the other hand, kinda wished they did not know yet. Because she knew that this night was going to turn into a gossip fest, trying to have a deep dive into her feelings. Santana barely wanted to talk to Brett let alone an entire group of girls, plus Kurt.

"We are so ready to drink!" Finn yelled walking into the apartment with Brett right behind him. "Did you guys already start?" Puck asked, laughing. "We started like 2 hours ago" Brett explained. Santana couldn't help but zone out of the girl's chit-chat and stare at her boyfriend. His broad shoulders and big hands always manage to catch her eye.

"Are we ready to go?" Mike asked. "Yes, let's go!" Finn said excitedly. Brett looked around and caught Santana's eyes. He smiled when she got up and walked over to him. "Hi baby" Brett whispered before leaning down and kissing her lips. "Hi," she whispered back, fisting his shirt. "I know you have therapy tomorrow but do you think I could sleepover?" San asked, scared that he isn't going to want to. "Of course you can. I was actually thinking we could go between both of our apartments until I leave? How does that sound, Tana?" he asked. Brett knew that this was what she needed, and he was going to do that for her. "That sounds perfect, I would really like that," she said quietly. "Call me after you get out of work tomorrow and we can pick which apartment" Brett said. "I will. Have fun tonight but not too much fun. You're taken remember" Santana said with a smirk.

Brett laughed loudly, "I am so happily taken. Trust me Santana Lopez nobody is as good as you," he said. "Good answer," She said, giving him another quick kiss. "Come on lover, we need to go," Puck said, pulling Brett away from San. "Bye babe, I'll see you tomorrow," he said, giving her hand a squeeze before leaving with the guys. Santana couldn't help but feel a pit in her stomach. It's like every time he leaves, Santana can't help but feel that he is truly gone. She is internally freaking out.

"I am so done beating around the bush. I know Cedes, we said that we were not going to talk about it but I can't anymore. Q and San, what is going on with Brett's deployment? I want to know everything." Kurt said. Mercedes gave Kurt the dirtiest look. They literally had this conversation before coming over. Mercedes told Kurt not to bring it up because it was going to hurt San but Kurt was just too nosey. Quinn's smile immediately left her face.

"Brett is leaving what else is there to know," Santana said defensively. "Brett's General is making his team get deployed on the 28th" Quinn said sadly. "The 28th!" the girls and Kurt yelled. "That is so soon," Tina whispered. "I know but there is nothing he can do and trust me he tried," Quinn said. "Are we going to have a party or something?" Rachel asked. "We should do that, it would be fun," Mercedes added. "I think Brett would like that, what do you think San?" Quinn asked her. Santana really didn't want to. Mostly because it means his deployment date is getting closer. It also means that there is less alone time for Brett and Santana. But she knows that Brett would really love it. "I don't know if Brett would like a party to be honest," San said. "What about a dinner/low key get-together, kinda like Thanksgiving," Mercedes said. "I think that is perfect!" Rachel yelled, clapping. Santana nodded, "I think that is more of Brett's speed" She admitted. Quinn smiled, "I think he would love that" she agreed.

"How long is he going to be deployed for?" Tina asked. "Probably a few months, right," Kurt asked. "I actually don't know, did Brett tell you anything?" Quinn asked Santana. "There isn't an exact date that he is expected to come home. All I know is that once the mission is completed he can come home" Santana explained. "Do you know what the mission is?" Rachel asked. Even though Santana knew, she didn't want to get into it; "No it's top secret" she exclaimed. "So basically he is leaving indefinitely?" Kurt asked. Both Quinn and Santana nodded their head in agreement.

"I am so sorry you guys," Rachel said, feeling for the two girls. "Thanks Rach. I knew it was going to happen eventually but I didn't think it was going to be this quick. Did you San?" Quinn asked. "That is what is so fucked up about this whole thing. I assumed that Brett would be fully healed before he went back but he's not" San explained. "What?" Tina asked, shocked. "Yeah I guess Brett's doctor said he is only 85% healed but his General said that it was good enough" Quinn explained. "That is so fucked up" Cedes said. "Then I thought we would have more time, not 2 weeks," San said. "I haven't even fully processed it "Quinn admitted. "I haven't either. By the time he leaves, I don't think I will have processed it then either. It is just all too soon" San said. The entire group was feeling for the two girls, they could all see that they were clearly upset.

"Want to know what else makes me upset," San said. The group gave her their full attention. "Brett is so good to me. Everything he had planned for my birthday meant so much to me and I can't even do that for him." She said, "When is Brett's birthday?" Tina asked. "The week after he leaves, he turns 30," Quinn said. "No one should have their 30th birthday alone in the desert," Rachel said. "At least he won't be alone, Brett loves his platoon," Mercedes said. "I know he does but it doesn't change the fact that they should not be sending him," Santana said. "Why don't we combine his going away dinner with his 30th birthday?" Kurt suggested. "I think he would really like it," Quinn said with a big smile.

"Are you going to get Brett a present?" Tina asked. "I am but I have no idea what to get him. He literally serenaded me in front of everyone, how the hell am I supposed to top that?" Santana asked. Kurt whispered something to Mercedes, making her laugh. "She is not going to do that" Cedes mumbled. "What are you two whispering about?" Quinn asked. "Nothing," Mercedes said, still smirking. "No, now you need to tell us," Tina added. "Kurt was just telling me the perfect present for Brett from Santana" she explained smirking. Santana looked over at him, intrigued. "What do you think I should get him?" she asked.

Kurt leaned back smirking while he took a long sip of his wine. He put it down dramatically and clapped his hands together. "Well….. Brett sang to you because that was what you really wanted. So I was trying to figure out what he really wanted and I remembered something he said at Thanksgiving" Kurt explained. Santana thought back to Thanksgiving but couldn't remember anything that Brett said. "Brett said he wanted to fuck you on the Judge's bench" Kurt said without missing a beat. The entire group started dying laughing. "Santana can't sneak him into the courthouse," Rachel said. "I know but that was the only thing that I could think of" Kurt said.

Santana thought about it. Brett did love her and her body so she might be able to do something with it. Kurt looked over and Santana was in deep thought. He elbowed Mercedes who also looked over. "What the hell are you thinking about Satan?" she asked, smirking. Quinn looked over at her friend with her mouth opened wide. "That just got me thinking about ideas," San said. "Santana Lopez!" Mercedes yelled. "Please tell me you are going to sneak him into the district court and let him have his way with you" Kurt pleaded. Quinn looked disgusted, "guys that is my brother we are talking about" she groaned. Santana laughed, "I am not going to do that but I will let him have his way with me," she said with a wink. The group laughed, while Quinn looked like she was going to puke.

"You're going to let him fuck your ass?" Rachel asked, slurring a bit. The entire group became silent while Kurt broke out in hysterical laughter. "Omg, that was not what I was thinking," Santana said. "Wait a second Rach, you said that way too casually" Mercedes pointed out. "Did you do that?" Tina asked. They all looked at her waiting for the answer. Rachel smiled, "Yeah I did" she whispered. The group's mouths all dropped. "Rachel!" Tina yelled. "Wow Berry, I am impressed," Santana said nodding. "When did this happen?" Kurt asked. "I don't know, Finn wanted to do it and I thought everyone did it. So now it happens every once in a while," she explained. "You've done it multiple times?" Mercedes asked. "What can I say, it actually feels pretty good," Rachel explained. "I love when we all get together, I find out so much shit" Kurt mumbled, letting the drunkenness in him shine out.

" I can't be the only one who has done it," Rachel said, eyeing Santana. "Do not look at me, I have never taken it up the ass," she said, laughing. "Never with Sebastian?" Tina asked. "Especially not with Sebastian," San exclaimed. " Would you do it with Brett?" Mercedes asked. "Why is this focused toward me, she is the one talking about anal?" San asked, laughing. "Because now we want to know if you are going to let Brett do it before he leaves" Tina said. "Plus we will annoy Rachel with questions later when she is more drunk," Kurt added. "Are you going to let him take your anal virginity?" Mercedes asked.

"I don't know, doesn't it hurt?" San asked. They all looked at Rachel, "Only the first time, right Quinn?" Rachel replied with a smirk. "Wait a second, Quinn's done it too?" Kurt asked. "No way" Santana quickly said before looking over at her best friend. "Really Rachel?" Quinn mumbled. "OMG Quinn!" Mercedes yelled. "You did it with Puck?" Santana asked. Quinn groaned, "fine, yes I did" she admitted. "This is getting better and better," Kurt said. Santana couldn't believe her best friend. "You did it and didn't tell me?" she asked in disbelief. "I wasn't going to tell anyone until Rachel was asking me about it one night and I admitted to it. By the way Rach, I am never telling you a secret again" Quinn expressed. The entire group was laughing hysterically while Rachel was pleading with Quinn to accept her apology.

Meanwhile with the Guys

"Johnny!" Puck yelled, getting the attention of his favorite bartender. Once he came over, Puck patted Brett on the back. "My bro here is getting deployed so this is one of the last nights we are going to be able to go out. We need 4 shots as soon as possible. Then a double whiskey neat for all of us" Puck ordered. The bartender nodded and walked away to fill the order. "Are we really doing whiskey tonight?" Finn asked. They could all see the fear in his eyes. "Yeah Puck, I thought this was a beer night?" Mike asked. "No, our buddy is leaving which means the finest whiskey, not some cheap beer" Puck yelled.

Finn and Brett were already multiple drinks deep, this was going to be one long night. The shots were delivered. They each grabbed one and drank them, bottoms up! The guys grabbed their whiskeys and made their way to a high-top table. "So how long is the flight to your base?" Finn asked. "The first flight is to Germany which will take about 10 hours. Then I have a flight from Germany to Egypt which takes about 4 hours. Once I get there then there will be another flight but I am not sure where it is going" Brett explained. "What do you mean you don't know where you are going after?" Mike asked. "Since my mission is classified, I don't know where I am going until I am in Egypt," He said. "Wow, I didn't realize how much of a secret it is" Finn expressed. "Once you are there though you can tell your family right?" Mike asked. Brett shook his head, "nope, I am not allowed to tell anyone where I am. It is so secretive that I have actually told my platoon that we were in one place when it wasn't even true. We can't afford for the enemy to know our exact location" Brett explained.

"How is Santana doing?" Finn asked. "I think she is okay for now. It's hard because I want to talk to her about it but she really doesn't want to" Brett said. "Speaking of Santana, I talked to her today before everyone came over," Puck said. "What did she say?" Brett asked. "She's scared and she hates that you keep reminding her of all the bad things that can happen" he explained. Brett groaned, "I don't try to make her upset but she needs to realize what this entails." he said. "I know I told her that but imagine if she was leaving and she kept telling you how she might die," Puck said. Brett thought of that and it literally made him feel sick. Brett wouldn't be able to survive if something happened to Santana.

"It is so weird because I don't think I have ever heard of Santana being scared" Mike expressed. "Exactly, for her to admit that to me took a lot I just know it" Puck replied. "I will try not to bring it up as much," Brett said. "Good because a sad Santana is scarier than a mad one" Puck said. "I had a conversation with Quinn and she was really receptive about it and I explained that something could happen and I might not come home. Of course, she didn't want to hear it but she listened. I don't understand why Santana won't just let me talk" Brett said. "Are you stupid?" Puck asked.

Finn and Mike chuckled while Brett just watched in confusion. "We have known Santana for years," Puck said. "We never thought she would ever settle down," Mike said. "Ever" Finn added. "You are the first person she has ever wanted to settle down with," Puck said. "Santana won't ever want to settle down with anyone else '' Finn said. "Which explains why she will not talk about it. If you die, she will never have a family or get married" Mike said. "I don't want that for her" Brett quickly said. "I know you don't but that is going to happen. No matter how many times you tell her that she needs to move on. Santana will not do that. It is you or nothing. Do you get it now?" Puck asked. Brett always knew that he needed to get home but now it was crucial that he gets home. "I will come home," Brett said. "Yes you will," Puck replied. "I think we need more drinks," Mike said, shaking his empty glass.

The guys got more and more drinks. By this point Brett and Finn were by far, more drunk compared to everyone else. "I thinkkk wee sshoulld sing, '' Finn slurred. The bar was pretty busy but it definitely was not a karaoke bar. "Nopeee" Brett replied, his whisky dripping down his chin to his shirt. "Whyyyy? With yourr voice we will dominate, '' Finn said. "Dominate what? There isn't even a competition going on right now" Mike said laughing. "Let's start one, What do you think B?" Finn asked, patting Brett on the back. "I only sing for Santanaaa" he said, singing her name.

The music in the bar was your typical country. There were a few people up dancing while others were just casually drinking. On the other side of the room was a group of girls that looked like they were celebrating someone's birthday. As the guys continued to talk, two of the girls managed to break away from their group and stumble over to the boys. Brett felt someone's hand on his shoulder. He knew that it wasn't a man's hand since the hand felt too dainty.

"Hi handsome," The blonde woman said to Brett. The other girl squeezed in between her friend and Puck. "We were watching you guys from over there and finally got the courage to come over" The brunette said to Puck. "We are flattered but not interested." Puck quickly said. The brunette frowned. "Maybe your friend here is interested?" The blonde said, placing her hand on his shoulder. Brett carefully picked up her hand and placed it on the table. "I am taken" he said. The blond smirked, "well I don't see her anywhere" she said.

Mike and Finn both started laughing, "You are lucky she isn't here" Finn mumbled. Everyone at that table except for the girls knew what Santana would be capable of if she was there. "You're right you don't see her but either way I am taken. Plus brunettes are more my type" Brett explained. She raised her eyebrow, never backing down. "Well, it is proven that blondes have more fun" she replied. "They may but Latinas have the most fun," Brett said without missing a beat. The guys couldn't help but laugh. "I am not Latina" The blond girl said, not understanding. "You're right, you are not but my girlfriend is," he said. The girl's face went from a smile to a frown very quickly. She pulled a piece of paper from her bag and placed it on the table. "Call me when you realize that I am better than your girlfriend," she said before walking away with her friend.

The guys were shocked by the girl's boldness. "What are you going to do with that?" Mike asked. Brett held the paper, looking over the number. It had been a while since he had gotten a girl's number. Normally he would jump right at the chance. The woman was not ugly by any means but she was nothing compared to Santana. Brett held up the piece of paper and tore it in half, then in half again. He smiled as the guys cheered him on. Brett threw the ripped-up paper into the empty basket that the chicken wings came from. "Yes man," Puck said, patting him on the back."I think thisss means more shotssss!" Finn yelled.

"I think that is a great idea!" Brett expressed. Puck just laughed and went to get the shots. This is going to be one of the last times just the guys will be together, might as well do it with a bang.

Meanwhile with the Girls

"Damn Santana that is one sexy plan" Kurt said, fanning himself. Santana couldn't help but smirk. She was getting herself all hot and bothered just thinking about how she was going to surprise Brett. Give them a chance to have real sexy times and not just romantic times even though she loves that too. "I should do that with Finn" Rachel slurred. Hearing Rachel say that made Santana gag loudly. "Absolutely not" Quinn quickly said. "Why not, if Santana can do it so can I," Rachel said. "Santana is Santana, you are you," Tina said as if Rachel should understand that. Everyone nodded, "What the hell does that me?" Rachel asked. "It means I am sexy while you wear animal sweaters," Santana said, making everyone laugh.

After a while, everyone decided to call it a night. Quinn decided to do the Irish exit an hour before and was sound asleep in her room by the time everyone was leaving. "Goodnight guys, get home safe," Santana said, holding open the front door. Rachel just groaned and went out the door. "Is she going to be okay?" San asked. "I got her, bye San" Kurt said following Rachel to the elevator. Tina just giggled her way past Santana who just rolled her eyes. "Bye weazy" San said, smiling at Mercedes. Cedes pulled Santana into a hug that she was not expecting. "Everything is going to work out. Brett will be your happily ever after." she said. This made her heart flutter with excitement and fear. Santana pulled away and gave Mercedes a genuine smile, "thanks Cedes" she said. "I also got you a gift. It is in your underwear draw" Mercedes said. Santana rose her eyebrows, "trying to see my underwear?" she asked. "Definitely" Mercedes joked with a wink. Santana rolled her eyes and shut the door.

Santana was the least drunk out of everyone. She only managed to drink two glasses by the time she realized if she drank anymore, then she was going to cry. Santana did not want to be her stereotypical crying drunk, especially with all the feelings she has had lately. It would turn into a crying feast because Quinn would have definitely cried too and then Rachel cries when everyone else is sad. That is just something Santana did not want to even chance happening. Once everything in the living room was cleaned up, she made her way to the bedroom. Santana pulled on her boxer shorts and matched them with one of Brett's marine shirts that she loved wearing. San brushed her teeth and took off all her makeup, then pulled her up into a bun before walking back into her room.

Santana almost forgot about Mercedes' little gift that she left her. San opened up her underwear draw and pulled out a long while box. It wasn't wrapped so Santana pulled the cover off and pulled back the wrapping paper. She immediately started laughing hysterically. San pulled out the large vibrator that was covered in military print. She pressed the button making the vibrator come to life. Santana couldn't believe that Mercedes got her a sex toy. She turned off the toy and grabbed the card that was in the box.

Saw this and thought that you might need it with Brett leaving. I was going to do one of those sites where you send in a penis picture and it makes the toy to match it, which really scared Brett away when I asked him for a dick pic… Sorry! Hope you like it San! Love, Cedes

Santana wished that she was there when Mercedes asked him. She could picture the horror on Brett's face. Santana placed the toy back in the box and slid it into her draw again. She walked over to the light and flicked it on. Even though Brett wasn't with her, she still turns it on. It makes her feel like he is there. Santana got into bed and snuggled up against a pillow, Brett's pillow that he uses when he sleeps at her apartment. Santana slowly fell asleep, with his scent invading her senses.

Meanwhile with the guys

It was 2 am when the guys finally left the bar. Puck was the most functional out of the bunch which says a lot. Mike and Puck were attempting to hold up Brett to the best of their ability. While Finn was stumbling behind them chuckling over and over. "Where are we going?" Brett asked. "We are going to our apartment," Puck answered. Brett abruptly stopped. "What are you doing, come on," Puck said, trying to pull him. Brett was just too big and didn't budge at all. "No," he said like a whiny baby. Mike laughed, "where do you want to go?" he asked. "I want to see Tana," Brett said. "No it is 2am, Santana and Quinn are definitely asleep" Puck said. He tried to pull Brett again but he didn't move. Brett crossed his arms, "I am not going anywhere unless it is to Santana's.

Finn was hysterically laughing behind them. "Brett wants his woman!" he screamed. "Yes, I do!" Brett also yelled. Puck rolled his eyes and looked at Mike. "We are not going to be able to carry him" Mike pointed out. "Then we need to go to Santana's" Puck groaned. "Yay!" Brett yelled. They started walking again but this time toward Santana's apartment. "Santana is amazing," Brett mumbled. "Heigh- ho, Heigh- ho, it's to Santana's apartment we go" Finn sang behind them. Brett joined in whistling. "Finn shut the hell up" Puck groaned. Finn and Brett continued to sing.

Once they were at the apartment building, they made their way to the elevator. Brett stumbled forward and fell head first into it. He slid down and fell on his stomach, Finn erupted in laughter while pointing at Brett. "Why did you let go?" Puck asked Mike. "I could ask you the same thing," Mike said. They both looked at Brett and also couldn't help but laugh. This big guy was on his stomach with his face pressed into the elevator doors that haven't opened yet. Mike and Puck bent over and tried to lift Brett by his arms. They needed to at least get his face up before the elevator door opened. "Help us," Puck said. Brett chuckled, "I am trying," he said, attempting to get his legs back under him.

Brett finally got his feet under him and on the count of three, they were able to lift him just as the elevator open. The foursome got in and rode up to the girl's apartment floor. Once they were in front of the door, Puck spoke, "where is the key?" he asked. "At our apartment," Brett replied. "How are we going to get in without waking the girls?" Mike asked. "I don't know," Brett said. "We need to call Santana," Puck said. "Not it!" Finn yelled from behind them. "Yeah I am not doing that, she is scary when she is tired," Mike said. "I need to see Tana, she is so pretty," Brett said.

Puck groaned, "you're annoying when you're drunk" he mumbled. Puck grabbed his phone and called Satan.

Santana woke up to the abrupt sound of her cellphone. She groaned and fished around for it until she found it. Looking at the name made Santana groan again. Normally she would ignore it but she knew that Puck was with Brett so she answered it.

"This better be fucking good because I was asleep," Santana said into the phone. "Come answer your front door," Puck replied. "What are you talking about?" she groaned. "Is that Tana?Give me the phone!" Brett said, trying to grab the phone. "Let go of the phone" Puck said fighting with Brett. "Hello," Santana said trying to get either of their attention but it didn't work. All Santana could hear through the phone was Brett and Puck fighting over the phone and Finn laughing in the background.

Santana got up and walked up to her front door. She could hear their fighting through the door. San quickly looked through the peephole just to make sure and there was Brett, Puck, Finn, and Mike. Santana opened the door and Brett immediately stopped fumbling with the phone. A huge smile took over his face. "Babe!" Brett yelled. He stepped forward and almost fell but Mike and Puck caught him. Santana could smell the alcohol emanating from the guys. "What the hell guys?" she asked, stepping back. Mike and Puck carried Brett in while Finn made a beeline to the kitchen for some snacks. "What did you guys do to him?" San asked. "We didn't do anything," Mike quickly said. "This was all his idea," Puck said.

"You look so beautiful," Brett mumbled. He was facing Santana but his eyes weren't even open. "You are not even looking at her" Puck exclaimed. "I don't need to" Brett declared, sticking his tongue out at Puck. "You guys are children," San said, rubbing her forehead. "We are not," Finn said, coming out of the kitchen. He was stuffing his face with Cheetos, the majority were landing on the floor rather than his mouth. Santana looks at him and just shakes her head, "I rest my case" she says.

"Why did you guys come here?" She asked. "Brett refused to go anywhere else other than here" Puck explained. "So you all came here?" Santana asked. "Brett wasn't really in the best shape to get here alone," Mike said. "We all know why he wanted to come here," Finn said. They all looked at him as if to encourage him to keep talking. "Brett obviously wants to have sex with San and cuddle up with her boobs," Finn said. Brett finally opened his eyes and had a large grin plastered on his face. "Yeah man," Brett yelled. Both he and Finn high-fived each other. "If only Rachel was here," Finn said in a sad tone. Santana looked at Finn, "Ew" she muttered.

"Put him in my room," Santana said, motioning to Brett. "As for you, pull out the couch and go to sleep. When I wake up in the morning all these crumbs better be wiped up." Santana commanded. "Santana has the best boobs, you know," Brett said to Puck as they helped him down the hallways. "I just love them" Brett mumbled over and over as they carried him down the hallway. Mike and Puck placed him on the bed just as Santana came through her door. "Is that okay?" Puck asked. "Yeah just leave him there, go to bed you two," she said. Mike and Puck said their goodnights and left, closing Santana's bedroom door.

She looked over at her boyfriend laying on her bed. He was still fully dressed laying on the made side of the bed which happened to be his side anyways. Brett's eyes were still closed but he was smiling, obviously thinking of something. Santana went to the end of the bed and pulled off his shoes, throwing them in the corner. She undid the button on his pants and slid the zipper down. Santana tried to pull the jeans off but Brett wouldn't lift his ass up. "Life up your butt," She said but he didn't move again. "Come on help me out," she said. Santana tugged on his pants again and he finally lifted his hips so she could pull the pants off of him. This left Brett in just his boxers and shirt. "Do you want help talking off the shirt?" Santana asked. Brett smirked and finally looked over at her, "I will definitely help you take off your shirt." he said. Santana couldn't help but laugh. Of course, Brett would assume she was talking about her own shift. "I am not talking about my shirt. Sit up and I'll take off your shirt" Santana said.

She climbed on the bed and leaned over his upper half. Santana grabbed his shirt, "Put your arms up" she said. Brett moved as if she was going to place them in the air but instead, he put his arm behind his head, completely lounging on the bed. "Brett, let me take it off," she said. Brett shook his head no. "Why?" San asked. "If I have to take off my shirt then you do too," He said like a child. "I am not taking off my shirt," Santana said. "Then neither am I" he said in a very sassy drunk tone. Santana rose her eyebrows, does he really think she cares that much. "Fine," she said. Santana was going to show him. "Fine" he mumbled. Santana got off the bed. She saw him open his eye to peek at her. I guess he was trying to see if Santana was undressing as well. Once Santana caught him looking at her, he clamped his eyes shut again. Santana tried hard not to laugh, she wanted to see how this played out.

Santana shut off the main light and climbed into her side of the bed. She cuddled back under the covers, closing her eyes. Brett opened his eyes, hoping to find his girlfriend naked next to him. Except she wasn't. Brett could tell that she had a little smile on her face. He knew one thing that would get to her. "I got someone's phone number tonight," Brett said, slurring his words. Santana heard that sentence loud and clear, opening her eyes quickly. Her boyfriend was on his side, smirking at her. "Excuse me," She said. "I know you heard me," Brett said back. "Who the hell gave you their number?" Santana asked. "Some blonde at the bar" Brett replied. Santana scoffed, "Fucking bimbo, what the hell did you do with it?" She asked, more like demanded. "I took it and kept it" he said, lying. "I swear to god, I will kill her and get away with it," Santana said without batting an eyelash.

Brett rolled off the bed, not really standing steadily on his feet. "I haven't gotten a girl's number in so long, I didn't really know what to say," Brett said, finally taking off his shirt. Santana watched him struggle to pull it off since his head got stuck in the hole. "You fucking say no and that you have a girlfriend you dumbass" Santana shot back at him. Brett loved getting her angry. There's something about a pent-up Santana that Brett absolutely loved. "She kept saying that blondes have more fun, I have never been with a blonde," Brett said nonchalantly. He looked over at Santana. She looked like she was about to erupt. "You will never be able to find out because I will murder you before that," San said.

Brett lifted up the bottom of the comforter that was over Santana. He saw her tan little feet. Brett grabbed them, "what the hell are you doing?" Santana asked, still pissed off. Brett ignored her and kissed the top of her foot then switched to the other one. "Brett, you better be fucking with me because if you came home with another girl's phone number, so help me god" Santana threatened. Brett couldn't help but chuckle against her shin. He plastered her legs with kisses. Going back and forth between the left and the right leg. Brett made sure to kiss her knee caps before landing at her thighs.

He could hear her breathing start to pick up. Brett's plan was working. He nipped and kissed up her thighs before coming to where they meet. Brett placed a chaste kiss to her clothed core, causing Santana to shudder. As Brett kissed further up her body, he pushed the tshirt up so his lips were on her skin. "I ripped up the phone number and left it at the bar," Brett muttered into her abdomen. "I knew it," Santana whispered. There was no way Brett would fuck up their relationship. Brett made his way to her breast. He got comfortable on his side and went to town. Kissing, kneading, licking, and biting all over her chest. Santana's breasts have always been sensitive, especially since she got them done. So when Brett ravished her, it always got her all hot and bothered. Santana closed her eyes and sat back enjoying it. But after a little bit, she noticed Brett started to slow down and eventually stopped. "What the hell?" she asked. Santana looked down, Brett was sound asleep with his face pushed up against her. "I was sound asleep and you fall asleep on me," she thought to herself. But how could she be mad, he looked too cute holding her tightly. Santana pulled her shirt down over her exposed body. Brett didn't seem to mind, he cuddled closer to her. Santana pushed his hair back, "goodnight baby" she whispered before closing her eyes.

*I like to be a few chapters ahead and I want to warn you about the next chapter. It is going to be extremely R-rated. I guess I felt really a little frisky and decided to put it in the story. If you don't like it, do not read it. Please Stay safe out there in this scary world. Until next time, and I promise it will not be as long hahaha. Love you all please comment!*