Hello friends! Here is another update for you fine folks! This one is a bit longer too. I had a lot I wanted to get in before the next chapter. I'm not sure I like this chapter but you can decide if it's good or not lol.
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Brittany stared at Santana. "Wh-what?" She finally managed to sputter out.
"I love you." Santana smiled softly. She rubbed the blonde's cheek with her thumb. "I love you. And no, it's not some post-sex haze or whatever. You are the most amazing person I've ever met. I think about you constantly. You make me smile. You make me laugh. You make me feel like I'm the only person in the world when you look at me. These past few weeks with you working so much, it made me realize my feelings for you. I wouldn't see you for a couple days and I didn't feel like myself. It was like part of me was missing. Then I'd see you and I was me again. You make me so happy."
A single tear fell from Brittany's eye. "I don't know how I got lucky enough to have you. I don't deserve you."
"Oh no." Santana shook her head. "Don't even think that for a second. If anything, I don't deserve you."
Brittany pulled Santana's face to her own. She kissed her with all the love she could muster up. She pulled back and smiled. "I love you."
Santana pulled Brittany close to her, hugging her tightly. "You know this means you have to meet my parents, right?"
"I can't wait." Brittany smiled up at Santana.
"You actually want to meet them?"
"Yeah."
"And you're not nervous or afraid?"
"Nope."
"You're strange." Santana laughed. "But you met Puck and he's the worst. You'll have no problem with my parents."
"I love Puck." Brittany laughed. "He has his moments but he's a really good guy."
"Yeah he is."
A few quiet minutes passed and both girls were still tangled together. Santana was running her fingers through Brittany's hair. Brittany traced her fingers over Santana's bare skin. "San?"
"Yeah?"
"Never mind."
"You sure?"
"Yeah." Brittany was quiet for a minute, thinking. "Why me?"
"What?"
"Why did you pick me?" Brittany spoke softly. "There's like a million other women in this city. And you're this amazing, beautiful, perfect woman and I'm just a stripper. I'm nothing." As soon as the words left her lips, she regretted letting them out.
Santana pulled Brittany up, making their eyes meet. "Where is this coming from? I'm far from perfect, believe me. And you. You're not nothing. Why would you think that?" Brittany shrugged, looking away from Santana. "Britt, whatever your exes told you was complete bullshit. You're beautiful. You're amazing. And I'll tell you that every second of every day if I have to."
Brittany buried her face in Santana's neck as tears fell. Santana wrapped her arms protectively around the blonde. Brittany calmed herself down and pulled back, looking at Santana. "You're so good to me." Brittany sniffled as Santana wiped the tears away.
"You haven't seen anything yet." Santana smirked, making Brittany laugh. "But you deserve way better. I hope I can get you to see that."
"I love you." Brittany smiled.
"Say it again."
"I love you."
"Again."
"I love you."
"One more time."
Brittany laughed. "Why?"
"It sounds so perfect when you say it."
"It sounds better when you say it."
"You know what sounds great right now?"
"What?"
"Food." Santana smiled.
Brittany laughed at the brunette who jumped out of the bed and ran to the dresser, grabbing shorts and a tank top. "Got anything for me?"
"Sure." Santana threw her some shorts and a shirt.
"I don't think these are short enough." Brittany rolled her eyes as she put on the shorts that barely covered anything. She looked up at Santana who was smiling at her. "You did this on purpose."
"Well yeah." Santana shrugged and smiled.
Brittany shook her head. "You're horrible."
"I know." Santana held her hand out which Brittany happily took. They walked into the kitchen and Santana looked around in the fridge. "What are you gonna cook for me?"
"Huh?"
"Well I made dinner so it's only fair." Santana smiled.
"Well I'm pretty sure I paid you back for dinner already." Brittany smirked.
"Very true." Santana's eyes glazed over, remembering what happened a short time ago.
"What time do we have to be at Puck's tomorrow?"
"By 11. Which means we'll have to leave here by 10."
"So we'll have to get up around 8?"
"Yep." Santana still looked in the fridge finally grabbing leftover Chinese. She hopped up on the counter, letting her feet dangle. She picked at the food for a minute before putting it down on the counter. "Wanna go get some ice cream?"
"It's like midnight. And snowing."
"There's a 24 hour convenient store around the corner. We can be there and back in ten minutes."
"Ok fine." Brittany sighed.
"You're the best." Santana jumped down from the counter. After changing into warmer clothes, they left. Santana was right. Within ten minutes, they were back.
"You're crazy." Brittany shrugged her coat off. "It's freezing and you had to get ice cream."
"I'm sorry, babe." Santana wrapped her arms around the blonde. "I really appreciate you going with me."
"You better." Brittany laughed.
"Why don't you go pick out a movie? I'll grab a couple spoons and meet you in bed."
"Ok." Brittany smiled. She kissed Santana softly before wandering into the bedroom.
Santana walked in a few minutes later. "Find something?"
"Yep." Brittany smiled. She hit the light and walked over to the bed. She slid her sweats off and crawled into bed.
"Ah Rent. Nice choice." Santana stepped out of her sweats. Sitting on the bed, she offered Brittany a spoon and ice cream.
"It's one of my favorite movies."
"Mine too. When I was in high school, I talked our glee club director into letting us do "Seasons of Love" for Sectionals."
"You were in glee club?" Brittany looked up, taking a bite of ice cream.
Santana blushed slightly. "Yeah. I'm a dork, I know."
"No. I think it's great." Brittany smiled. "How come you never told me you could sing?"
"It never came up." Santana shrugged.
"Well I think you should sing to me sometime."
"I don't sing for just anyone." Santana smiled.
"Good thing I'm not just anyone." Brittany smirked.
Santana shook her head and turned her attention back to the movie. They finished the pint of ice cream and cuddled together. "Mimi's kinda hot."
"Yeah." Brittany laughed.
"What?"
"You seem to have a type."
"Well maybe."
"You're cute." Brittany smiled, kissing Santana softly.
"I know." Santana smiled.
After the movie was over, the girls finally went to sleep. A few short hours later, the alarm clock went off. Santana groaned and swatted at it. After hitting it a couple times, she curled back into Brittany's back. Five minutes later, the alarm went off again.
"Just wake up, babe." Brittany yawned.
"But I'm tired and comfortable." Santana mumbled into Brittany's hair.
"We have to get up and get ready."
Brittany started to get out of bed but Santana pulled her back down. "Not yet."
"San, come on." Brittany laughed.
"Fine."
By 10 o'clock, they were ready to go. Santana wore her white Hines Ward jersey and let Brittany borrow her throwback Miles Austin. They got a cab and made it to Puck's a little before 11.
"Ladies!" Puck smiled, hugging both girls. "Come in. Have a drink. Eat some food."
"Hey Quinn," Santana smiled, walking in the kitchen. Her arm wrapped around Brittany's waist.
"Hey S. And Brittany."
"Quinn." Brittany smiled. Quinn quirked an eyebrow at the pair.
"What?" Santana asked.
"There's something different about you. What is it?"
Santana just smiled and shrugged. She grabbed a couple beers, giving one to Brittany then walking into the living room. "Beer?" She handed Puck one of the two beers in her hand.
"What's with you today?"
"Nothing." Santana shrugged, unable to break her smile.
"Ha! I knew it!"
"What?"
"You got laid!"
"Shut up." Santana laughed.
"Congratulations, my friend. So tell me, how was it?"
"All I am going to say is she is so much better than anyone I've had before."
"Even me?"
Santana laughed. "By a mile."
"Ouch." Puck feigned heartbreak.
"So I'm pretty sure I can get more out of you than Santana. What's with you two?" Quinn questioned, crossing her arms over her chest.
"We had a really good night last night. She cooked for me. We had an amazing talk. It was just perfect."
"I didn't even know Santana was capable of that." Quinn laughed.
"She's the most amazing person I've ever met." Brittany smiled brightly. She looked over at her girlfriend who was laughing with Puck on the couch. "It might sound crazy but I think I could spend the rest of my life with her."
"That's big."
"Yeah." Brittany nodded. "But I love her."
Quinn smiled at her friend. "That's adorable."
"Britt!" Santana shouted from the couch. "Can you bring a couple beers when you come this way?"
Brittany laughed as she got two beers from the fridge. "Here, babe." She handed them to Santana and Puck.
"Thank you." Santana pulled Brittany down on her lap, kissing her cheek. "You're the best."
"I know." Brittany smiled.
"You two make me want to puke." Puck laughed.
"Shut up." Santana punched Puck in the arm.
"Oww." Puck whined. He punched her back, only much softer.
"Big baby." Santana laughed, hitting him again.
Brittany ran her hand through Santana's hair, kissing her temple. Santana closed her eyes at the touch and Puck took advantage of it, hitting her on the arm, harder.
"I'd move if I were you, Brittany. These two are like 8 year old boys." Quinn warned from the other side of the room.
Santana wrapped her arms tightly around Brittany's waist. "No, don't move. And I'm not 8, Q."
"Yeah, we're 12." Puck stuck his tongue out causing everyone to laugh.
The games started and got intense pretty fast. Puck and Santana were screaming at the TV. The good thing about Brittany being there was that she had a calming effect on Santana. The brunette didn't throw one beer bottle all day. It was a record for her.
As the night ended, Santana and Brittany were in a cab on their way to Brittany's apartment. The cab stopped in front of Brittany's building.
"Are you gonna come up?"
"I'd love to but it's getting late and 5 am is going to come really fast."
Brittany smiled. "Ok. Call me when you get home."
"I will." Santana pulled Brittany in for a soft kiss.
"Bye babe." Brittany jumped out of the cab and ran up to her building.
Santana smiled to herself as the cab drove off. She gave the driver her address and before she knew it, she was home. She changed and climbed into bed before calling Brittany. "Where did my remote go?" She said to herself as the phone rang.
"Did you check under the blankets?" Brittany laughed.
"I haven't gotten that far yet. Oh found it."
"I'm glad."
"Me too." Santana laughed. "There was no way I was going to watch The Nanny."
"Why was your TV on The Nanny?"
"Because you had to watch SpongeBob while we were getting ready this morning."
"Oh yeah." Brittany laughed. "Sorry."
"No worries."
"I had a really great weekend."
"Me too. We could have weekends like that all the time if you had a different job." Santana smacked her forehead. Words come back, come back, come back.
"I know." Santana could hear the change in Brittany's mood.
"That came out totally wrong. I just meant it sucks you have to work nights and weekends. Our schedules conflict a lot."
"Yeah I know."
"Britt, I'm sorry. I keep saying the wrong thing."
"It's ok. It's just, well, most of my exes used that excuse when we broke up."
"That's the last thing I wanna do. I love you, Brittany. I'm going to do whatever it takes to make this work."
"Are you sure that's what you want?"
"A million times yes. I want you. I mean, I want to be with you. Not that I don't want you. I totally do."
"San, shut up." Brittany laughed. "I'm sorry I'm a bit crazy. You mean a lot to me and I don't want to lose you."
"Don't worry. You won't. I don't plan on going anywhere."
"Good. Now you need to go to bed."
"I know." Santana laughed. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Goodnight, San. Love you."
"Love you too, B."
5 o'clock came way too soon for the brunette. She sighed and rolled out of bed. After showering and doing her hair, she checked her phone. She had a text from Brittany. Good morning gorgeous! I hope you have a great day at work. I love you. B. Santana smiled, tossing her phone on her bed. With a start like that, how could she not have a great day?