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Santana stood outside Puck's apartment. She had been standing there for about five minutes now. She couldn't bring herself to knock on the door. Finally, she shook her head and knocked on the door.
Puck slowly opened the door. "Lopez? What's up?" He moved to let the girl inside.
"We need to talk." Santana walked past Puck and dropped down on his couch.
"Oh no. Are we breaking up?" Puck playfully put his hands over his heart, looking sad.
"I'm serious. What happened last night?"
Puck sighed and sat down. "I was an idiot. It happens all the time when we drink though."
"I know." Santana nodded. "But you crossed a line. A major one. Not only talking shit about Brittany because you know, no matter how drunk we are, we don't talk about each other's girls. Unless they are one night stands. Serious relationships are off limits."
"I know. I'm sorry about that."
"I'm kinda over that now. But I'm still really pissed about what happened after that." Puck looked confused for a second then dropped his head. "What were you thinking?"
"I wasn't. Simple as that."
"Do you know how scared she was? I just don't understand why you would do that."
"I don't know. We fought, like always, but it was different. You got really pissed. When you kicked me out, it pissed me off. I was trying to rationalize things and thought she was the reason you got mad. So I went to see her. It was one of the stupidest things I've ever done. Santana, I'm truly sorry."
"Thank you. But I think you need to apologize to Brittany."
"I will. I feel really bad about it. I hope she doesn't hate me now."
"I don't know if she does or not. She didn't say."
"When will I be able to see her?"
"She's supposed to be at my place in an hour. So come with me and you can talk to her."
"Ok. Are we cool?"
Santana thought for a second then nodded. "Yeah. We're cool. But I swear, if you do anything like that again."
"I know. It won't. And I'm going to try to watch my mouth more when we drink."
"You better." Santana laughed. She gave Puck a one arm hug. "Let's go dude."
Puck smiled and the two left for Santana's apartment. Santana nervously walked into her apartment with Puck behind her. Just a few minutes after they got back, there was a knock at the door. Santana jumped up and ran to the door. She opened it to find Brittany smiling.
"What's wrong?" Brittany asked, noticing the absence of a smile on the brunette.
"Nothing." Santana smiled, pulling Brittany inside. "Ok that's a lie. Puck is here. He wants to talk to you."
Brittany nodded slowly. "Ok." She took Santana's hand in her own. "You're so cute when you're concerned."
"I just don't want you to hate him."
"I don't hate him."
"Ok good." Santana pulled Brittany close and kissed her softly. "You should go in and talk to him."
"Are you coming?"
"No. I'll let you two have your time."
"Ok." Brittany smiled softly before walking into the living room.
Santana heard the two exchange hellos. She walked nervously into the kitchen. She fumbled around, trying to keep herself busy. Why are you so nervous? You're being ridiculous, Lopez. She poured herself some water. She hopped up on the counter, kicking her feet. A few minutes later, Puck walked in.
"I'm out, Lopez. Call me later if you wanna chill."
"Later, Puckerman." Santana jumped off the counter as Puck left. She walked into the living room. "Well? How did it go?"
"Fine." Brittany smiled, pulling Santana down on the couch.
"That's all I get?"
"He was really sweet. He apologized for last night."
"He feels really bad about it."
"I know. But everything is ok now."
"Good. I don't want you two to not get along."
"You don't have to worry. I have a feeling him and I are going to be good friends."
"Good." Santana smiled. She looked at Brittany. Before she could stop herself, she jumped on Brittany's lap. She smirked and kissed the blonde softly. Things quickly heated up. Santana's hands were tangled in Brittany's hair. Brittany had her hands inching up the brunette's back, under her shirt. The blonde turned and dropped Santana on the couch, hovering over her. Brittany attacked the brunette's neck. Santana moaned. She wrapped a leg around the blonde's waist and ran her hands down her back. Brittany kissed up Santana's neck to her jaw finally back to her lips. Each girl was pushing the other's shirt up slowly. Then out of nowhere, Brittany's phone started ringing from her purse. Santana's hands dropped and Brittany's head fell to Santana's shoulder. She slowly pushed herself off and reached for her phone.
"Hello?" Brittany answered the phone, more than a little annoyed. "Yeah. Are you serious? Yeah fine. Bye."
"What's wrong, babe?" Santana sat up, combing her hair with her fingers.
"Apparently one of the girls quit today. They need me to work a double tonight and tomorrow night."
"Well look at it this way, its more money."
"I know. But I'd rather be here."
"Me too. I'm going to be lonely without you." Santana pouted.
"Oh hush." Brittany laughed.
"Do you want to get some dinner before you go to work?"
Brittany nodded. "I'm starving."
Later that night, Santana had roped Puck and Quinn into going with her to see Brittany. They sat at the bar, waiting for Brittany to come out on her break. Slender arms snaked around Santana and she smiled. She turned in her chair to face Brittany.
"I'm glad you got my text." Santana smiled.
"I almost didn't. Miss me already?"
"Of course. I missed you as soon as you left."
"Puke!" Puck gagged from next to Santana.
"Shut up." Santana pushed him. She turned back to Brittany. "Having a good night?"
"It's pretty good. I'm getting tired though. I don't know if I'll be able to make it until 4."
"I could kidnap you and take you home." Santana smirked.
"Don't tempt me." Brittany smiled.
"You look hot tonight."
"I know." Brittany shrugged and smiled.
The four sat and talked for about half an hour. Brittany was getting ready to back to work when one customer walking by smiled at her and smacked her ass. Brittany rolled her eyes. Santana glared at the man. She was about to go after him when a strong hand kept her in the seat.
"Don't do it. You'll just cause trouble." Puck whispered in her ear. Santana sighed and nodded.
"It's ok, babe." Brittany rubbed Santana's arm. "Don't worry about anything. I'm only interested in you."
"I know."
"I have to get back. You ok?"
"Yeah." Santana nodded.
"Ok. I'll call you later." Brittany kissed the brunette softly before rushing backstage.
"I don't wanna be here anymore." Santana turned to Puck and Quinn. "Are you ready to go?"
"If you are." Puck said. Santana nodded and the three left the club. Once outside, Santana punched the building. "Feel better?"
"Yeah." Santana said. She shook her fist in pain. "Fuck. That hurt."
"You did punch a brick wall, dumbass." Puck laughed.
"I'll punch you next."
"Sorry. What are you going to do?"
"The only thing I can do. Avoid this damn place and never ask about her nights."
Puck and Quinn shook their heads at the same time. "Not making it easy, are you?" Quinn asked.
"I care about this girl. I don't want to ruin this. If that means sucking it up and dealing with her job, that's what I have to do."
"I don't know if that's romantic or stupid."
"Honestly, Quinn, I don't know either."