san and britt going to the barbers together and santana convincing brittany to get her bangs?
"I love this."
"Me too."
Brittany tilted her head a little, her cheek rubbing against Santana's sun-warmed thigh, and smiled up at the brunette as she curled her arm around Santana's hips. Santana just chuckled and continued to comb her fingers through Brittany's windblown hair. Her fingers only snagged in a couple places, Brittany's hair was a little hard to comb through when still slightly damp from playing in the water earlier, but Santana was careful in untangling the golden locks without hurting her girlfriend's scalp. The sound of waves crashing drowned out the distant chatter of the other beach goers only further adding to the sense that the two of them were in their own little world.
"I can't believe it's been two weeks already," Brittany sighed, eyes fluttering shut at the feel of Santana tenderly scratching at her scalp, "I don't want to go back yet."
"Me neither," Santana mumbled, looking off into the great expanse of the Pacific Ocean. She briefly thought about just staying on the island forever because how awesome would that be? Just her and Brittany living on an island where no one knew them and they knew no one either? It would be a fresh start and drama free for the both of them.
Then again, Brittany had agreed on coming back to New York with Santana where maybe they could live in some crappy apartment together and barely scrape by on rent and maybe only eat Ramen noodles and peanut butter sandwiches but they'd live that way happily because they'd finally be together. She couldn't wait to start that part of their life!
As always, Brittany seemed to be on the same page as Santana, "But I can't wait to be in New York with you."
Santana beamed at that as she fell back on her forearms while Brittany picked her head up from Santana's lap and wiggled her way up the blanket so that she could lay next to Santana. Despite the blazing sun and their sweat-glistening skin, Santana snuggled into her usual spot at Brittany's side and draped her arm low around Brittany's waist, "Me too."
"We're starting a whole new chapter of our lives together," Brittany added, fingers trailing up and down Santana's arm, "I'm a little nervous."
"Really?" Santana frowned, she didn't want to move too fast when their relationship was still so new and maybe asking Brittany to come to New York was asking too much of her.
"Just a tiny bit, but it's the good kind of nervous." The blonde smiled easing Santana's nerves as her eyes closed at the sudden breeze rustling their hair, "Like the kind of nervous I get when you let me hold your hand when we walk places."
"That makes you nervous?" Santana giggled, rolling on her side so she was leaning a little over her girlfriend. She watched Britt's cheeks pink but the sun wasn't to blame this time. Santana leaned in for a gentle kiss and tasted the saltiness of the sea on Brittany's lips, "You're cute."
"I know."
"And so humble about it," Santana teased, playing with the tips of Brittany's hair, twirling strands around her fingers as she lay back down, "I'm a little nervous too; maybe that's why I want to stay here a little longer. I know when we get back things are going to change."
"That's true, but I don't think I'm worried because I love you and I know you love me too and that's super important." Brittany said easily, "I just hope that we can remember that with all these changes going on."
"I don't think I could ever forget something like that, Britt. I think I've subconsciously built my life around you, loving you is the easiest thing I know how to do."
Brittany bit down on her bottom lip to try and keep from smiling too greatly at Santana's soft voice reserved just for her when they were alone, but also at the reference of one of the biggest turning points of their relationship. She remembered how scared Santana looked singing that song in front of Glee club, but now she's able to casually reference song lyrics without a second thought. Brittany's heart swelled, "I love you."
Next it was Santana's turn to smile bashfully down at her fingers playing with the tips of Brittany's hair. She too remembered those rough high school years spent hiding but no matter how horrible she thought the world was, how unforgiving people could be, one person was always there for her even when she didn't want her to be: Brittany.
Their love story was different compared to their friends' and she loved that about her and Brittany. They struggled and tried so many times to get over each other but they always found themselves drawn back to one another.
Santana didn't fear that things wouldn't work out between them when they went to New York because although the odds are always stacked against them, they manage to pull through every time and this time wouldn't be any different. What they needed was a way to remind them of their roots, if only some subtle way for them to remember that though they've spent these past months apart growing as individuals they were still the same people they fell in love with from the start.
Santana pondered the thought as she continued to play with Brittany's hair, the light bulb in her head flickering at a sudden idea.
Brittany glanced down at Santana twirling Brittany's hair with this far-away look on her face and pouted, "Honey?"
"Huh?" Santana snapped out of her daze to see Brittany's brow furrowed and read her expression easily, "Sorry, I was just thinking about something.."
"Yeah, I could tell." Brittany smiled, "Nothing bad, right?"
"Nope, nothing bad." Santana assured her, kissing Brittany's bare shoulder, "I was thinking..I want to go natural before we go back."
"I don't think that this is that kind of beach, San, but I can totally look one up if you want. Your body is beautiful and definitely worth showing off!"
"Ha! This is about as nude as you'll get me in public, Pierce." Santana laughed, playfully rolling her eyes at Brittany's smirk, "But I was actually talking about my hair.."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, what do you think?" Santana asked, "We've been apart for so long and, I don't know, we're the same but there's new things we don't know about each other now and I had my natural color when things began changing back in high school and maybe if I had that color again it would be like a reminder that I'm still the same person deep down or something. I don't know, it sounds silly now that I'm saying it out loud."
Brittany ran her fingers along Santana's arm again to try and calm her girlfriend's sudden tensed demeanor, "I don't think it's silly at all."
"Really?"
"Yeah, maybe a change that brings back something that's familiar to us will help us out?" Brittany shrugged, "Although, I'd love you just the same no matter what color your hair is."
"I know you would." Santana grinned lovingly, cuddling up to Brittany's side as they watched the waves crash.
"Maybe I should get my bangs back too if we're going all blast from the past."
"Oh my God, Britt!" Santana gasped, palming Brittany's bare stomach as she twisted her body to look up at the blonde, "You should! You look amazing with bangs."
"You always were the biggest fan of them.." Brittany teased causing Santana to blush; she definitely recalled the many drunken times she had gone on and on about how awesome Brittany looked with bangs to anyone and everyone who'd listen and that's including the shrubs outside her house. Little did Santana know, that made Brittany feel like the prettiest girl in the room even if getting bangs had been a mistake the first time. She looked over at Santana's precious face, all that love and tenderness encompassed in a heart that beats just for her. If changing up her hairstyle was something that Santana wanted to do because it was something that brought back familiarity, Brittany wanted to change hers too!
"Come on."
"Awh, Britt, I just dried off." Santana pouted thinking that Brittany wanted to splash around in the water again, "Can we go in like ten minutes?"
"I don't want to go in the water again," Brittany chuckled, thumbing Santana's bottom lip before leaning down to kiss her, "I want to get a haircut."