Hello good people! Here is a new update to tide you over for the weekend. I'm going out tomorrow night so I won't update until next year lol. I hope you enjoy this! It's mainly fluff but who doesn't love some fluff? Review please :)
The whole Lopez family sat around the large table for Thanksgiving dinner. Brittany was sure she had never seen that much food in her entire life. With a nudge and smile from Santana, she started to pile food on her plate. She couldn't believe how amazing the food was. Santana reached over to take some food off her plate but Brittany slapped her hand away quickly. Santana laughed, going back to her own plate. An hour later, everyone was sitting around, relaxing after the big meal. Brittany sat on Santana's lap in the giant armchair. They were all watching the football game. Brittany realized Santana's passion for the game ran in the family. All the Lopez men acted that way.
Brittany leaned in and whispered in Santana's ear. "You're uncle keeps glaring at us."
"Don't worry about him," Santana shook her head. "He's uptight. He always lectures me about my 'life choices' and that bullshit. I've learned to ignore him."
"It's creeping me out."
Santana pulled Brittany's face to her own, kissing her. The kiss was soft and sensual and only lasted a minute. Santana laughed as her uncle stormed out of the room. Brittany blushed furiously.
"Santana," Armando, Santana's father, gave her a disapproving look, "behave, would you?"
"Sorry, Papi." Santana smiled.
Armando shook his head and turned his attention back to the game. Brittany got up to get a drink and Santana's teenage cousin, Mateo, leaned over the arm of the chair.
"She's hot," Mateo smiled.
"Yeah she is." Santana laughed. "But she's too old for you. And she's mine."
"Does she have a sister?"
"Yeah but she's too old for you too."
"I'm 16!"
"And Brook is 20! So that's a no."
"Whatever." Mateo pushed himself off the chair and sulked away.
"What was that?" Brittany asked, sitting back on Santana's lap.
"He wanted me to hook him up with your sister." Santana laughed.
"Shut up, Santana." Mateo shouted from across the room.
"Just speaking the truth, cuz!" Santana shouted back.
"Stop being such a bitch!"
"Mateo!" Armando shouted. "You don't call any woman that. Ever. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, sir." Mateo dropped his head.
"Now apologize."
"I'm sorry, Santana."
"And Santana." Armando turned his attention to his daughter. "Act your age please."
"Yes, Papi." Santana looked down.
Brittany kissed Santana's temple before pulling her up. "Let's take a walk. I could use some air and I'm sure you could too."
"Yes please." Santana sighed. She pulled their coats from the closet and put her shoes on.
"Where are you two off to?" Maria asked, coming down the stairs.
"Just for a walk. We won't be gone long."
"Ok. Be careful."
"We will." Santana grabbed Brittany's hand and pulled her out the open door. Once outside, Santana took a deep breath of cold air, exhaling slowly. She intertwined her fingers with Brittany's as they walked down the deserted sidewalk. "Is my family driving you crazy yet?"
"Not at all." Brittany smiled, pulling Santana closer to her. "I love it. They are all so nice. And that food was the best food I've ever had."
"The Lopez women definitely know how to cook." Santana laughed. "I'm glad you're having a good time."
"I really am. This is the best Thanksgiving I've ever had."
"The food that good?"
"That's one reason." Brittany laughed. "But I'm with you. That makes it the best."
"You being here has made a difference for sure. I haven't gotten in a fight with anyone."
"I'm glad I can help."
Santana sighed with content. "Things should start to calm down tomorrow. I think most everyone is leaving."
"Our flight is Saturday?"
"Yep." Santana nodded.
After a few more minutes of walking, the girls turned around and headed back to the house. Maria was heating up the food when they walked back in. Once they finished eating, Carlos and PJ pulled Santana upstairs to watch The Lion King. The boys ended up falling asleep, laying on Santana. She pulled out her phone and sent a text to Brittany. A few minutes later, Brittany walked in.
"I think that's the most adorable thing I've ever seen." Brittany smiled from the doorway.
"Can you help me take them to bed?"
"Sure." Brittany nodded. She walked over to the bed and carefully picked PJ up. She held him close to her body. Santana picked Carlos up and led Brittany to the spare bedroom. They tucked the boys in and quietly walked back into the hall.
"Thanks for your help."
"No problem."
Santana backed Brittany up against the wall. She smirked before crashing their lips together. Brittany wrapped her arms around the brunette's waist, pulling her as close as possible. Santana had her fingers tangled in blonde hair.
"Mija, you have a room, you know?" Maria laughed, walking by.
Brittany dropped her head on Santana's shoulder, blushing. Santana laughed. "I couldn't wait."
"You weren't this bad when you were 16." Maria shook her head.
"Sorry, Mami." Santana smirked. "We'll behave."
Brittany pushed herself off the wall. "You're horrible."
"I know. Bed?"
Brittany nodded and allowed herself to be pulled into the bedroom. As soon as the door was shut, Santana tackled Brittany onto the bed. A long, steamy make-out session ensued. Finally, after numerous articles of clothing had been discarded, Brittany pulled herself away from the Latina.
"We can't do this here."
Santana looked confused. "Why not?"
"There are a million people that could walk in at any second. Would you really want Carlos or PJ to see us like that?"
"Well, no. But come on. It's been days. I'm dying here."
"You can wait a few more days." Brittany smiled, kissing Santana softly. She got up to get some pajamas for herself and Santana. Santana sighed and dropped her head on the mattress. "Stop pouting."
"Stop being mean." Santana muttered into the mattress.
Brittany laughed, tossing Santana her clothes. "Come on. I'm tired. And I know you are too."
"A little." Santana sighed, sitting up. She pulled her pajamas on and turned the light off. She pulled Brittany to her body when she got back in bed. "I can't wait to go home. I miss our bed."
"Me too. But I like it here."
"Feel free to stay. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind."
"Tempting but I'd miss you too much."
"You better say that." Santana smirked.
"Just go to sleep." Brittany laughed.
Santana woke up fairly early the next morning. She was surprised Carlos and PJ hadn't burst in yet. She smiled to herself as she watched Brittany sleep. Brittany slowly opened her eyes, sensing she was being watched.
"Good morning." Santana smiled.
"Creep." Brittany shook her head.
"But you looked so cute. I couldn't help myself."
"You're pretty cute when you sleep too." Brittany smiled.
"Now who's the creep?"
"Still you."
Santana shook her head and started to get out of bed. "I think I smell breakfast."
After getting dressed and eating breakfast, Santana and Brittany took Carlos and PJ to the park for a little while. They played on the swings, jungle gym, and had a very intense game of tag. A couple hours later, everyone was tired. Santana decided it was time to head back home. When they walked back up to the house, some aunts and uncles were leaving. Hugs were exchanged before walking inside.
"Carlos, PJ, get your stuff ready," their mother, Shannon, said softly. "We have to leave soon."
Reluctantly, the boys obeyed. Once back downstairs, they were told it was time to go. "I don't wanna go," Carlos cried. "I wanna stay with Santana."
Santana smiled and pushed herself off the couch. As soon as she stepped into the hallway, the two boys latched onto her legs. "Hey now, come on."
"Come wiff us, Sannana," PJ cried into Santana's leg.
"I can't, buddy."
"We're never going to see you again." Carlos cried into Santana's other leg.
Santana pulled the boys off her legs and knelt in front of them. She wiped their tears away with her thumb. "You'll see me again. I promise. And your mom and dad have my phone number so you can call me anytime you want. Ok?"
"Ok." Carlos nodded slowly.
"Ok." Santana smiled. She held her arms out. "Now give me a hug."
Carlos and PJ threw themselves at the small girl, nearly knocking her over. "We love you." The boys said softly.
"I love you guys too." Santana smiled, letting the boys go. "Now be good for your mom and dad."
"We will."
"See you later." Santana waved the boys off. She walked back to the couch and met a smiling Brittany. "What?"
"Nothing. I just love you." Brittany kissed Santana softly.
"I love you too."
Brittany and Santana were the only ones left at the house. They were laying on the couch watching a movie when Santana's parents walked in.
"So Brittany," Maria smiled, sitting on the arm of the chair next to Armando, "did you have a good time?"
"Oh definitely." Brittany smiled. "I told San yesterday, this has been the best Thanksgiving I've ever had."
"Good! The family didn't scare you?"
"Not at all. It was very comforting."
"Mija, you need to keep bringing her around," Armando said with a hint of a smile. "I noticed you didn't get into any fights. I'm assuming it's because of her."
"She keeps me calm. And don't worry. She's not going anywhere anytime soon." Santana smiled and kissed Brittany's cheek.
"You better be good to her." Maria warned Santana, shaking a finger at her.
"Yes, Mami." Santana rolled her eyes.
The pair left fairly early the next morning. They walked into their apartment, exhausted. They collapsed on the couch. Santana turned on her phone and instantly it went off. She opened the message, noticing they were all from Puck. She rolled her eyes.
"Puck?" Brittany laughed.
Santana nodded. "He's having a party tonight. Wanna go?"
"It's up to you."
"We should probably make an appearance."
"Nap?"
"Yes please."
After a long nap and getting ready, the girls were on their way to Puck's party. By the time they arrived, the party was well underway. Each grabbed a beer and walked through the party, fingers intertwined.
"Lopez! Wifey!" Puck smiled, hugging both girls. "How are my two favorite lesbians?"
"I told you not to call her that." Santana rolled her eyes. "But we're great."
"We're going to play beer pong later. You in?"
"We'll see."
Puck sighed and walked away. Santana led Brittany over to an empty spot on the wall. They stood ridiculously close to each other with their arms wrapped around the other's waist. Quinn walked up and smiled at the girls.
"You two look awfully close." Quinn smirked. "Did you have a good vacation?"
"Yeah." Santana nodded. "It was good seeing my family again. And they all loved Brittany so that was good."
"That's good."
"Lopez, you in or out?" Puck shouted from across the room.
"Do you mind, babe?" Santana looked at Brittany, questioningly.
"Go ahead." Brittany smiled. Santana kissed her cheek before joining Puck.
"There's something different about you two." Quinn raised an eyebrow at Brittany. "What is it?"
"I don't know." Brittany replied sheepishly.
"Oh come on. I promise I won't tell Puck."
"Well ok. I saw a side of San I had never seen before. I fell in love with her even more."
"What did she do?"
"She spent a lot of the time playing with her two young cousins. She loves those boys. It showed me she is going to be a great mother someday."
"Are you two talking about babies already?"
"Not really. It did come up in San's 5 year plan though."
"She has a 5 year plan?" Brittany nodded. Quinn looked shocked. "What does it include?"
"Marriage. 2 kids. Living in the suburbs. Each of us running our own business."
"She has everything planned out, doesn't she?"
"Yeah. I love it."
"So what's with you? You and wifey are attached at the hip. More that usual." Puck tossed a ping pong ball toward Santana's end of the table.
"Can't you just be happy for me and leave it at that?" Santana's ball landed in one of Puck's cups.
"Obviously not."
"Fine. I told her I want to marry her and make lady babies together."
Puck spit the beer out of his mouth, choking on it. "What?"
"Well not in those words exactly."
"Well damn. When you putting a ring on it?"
"Soon enough, Puck. Soon enough."