Ok so I decided to go all out fluff with a little bit of 'dragging up the past' angst. Lemme know how you feel :) ENJOY
Santana Lopez plus marriage equals never. That was the math that always worked out in everyone's head, but then came along this new theory: Santana Lopez plus Brittany Pierce equals marriage and that just made far more sense.
Oh crap... That was the only thought I had as I prepared everything perfectly. What if everything decides to fuck up, what if Brittany says no? Ok so I had quite a few thoughts.
"Will you stop freaking out?" Quinn laughed and threw a pillow into my face.
"Just... what if-"
"Don't go there. You don't even have to do all this." She motioned around the apartment. "You could just straight out ask her with no ring and she'd say yes."
"I know, I know." I sighed running a hand through my hair.
"You better get going to pick her up. I'll finish everything here." She said looking up at the clock.
"Shit yea, thanks a million Q; as usual you totally saved my ass on this one."
I grabbed my bag and the picnic basket I had arranged and ran to the door. I then ran back and kissed Quinn on the cheek, thanking her profusely for all her help. I then jogged to the car and put all of my stuff in the trunk.
I pulled up to the dance studio Brittany was working in at the time. It had been four years since we first got to New York and she had just gained in experience and renown and was working at all the studios there, trying to figure out which one she liked the most. We had also moved apartment to a significantly bigger one looking down on Central Park because the whole lawyer thing had worked out peachy for me.
I saw Brittany standing on the sidewalk staring at her phone. I sat still for a second, watching her intently, she was perfect. I got out of the car and walked up to her, putting my hands on her waist.
"Baby?"
"Oh, hey San. I forgot how to call you." she deadpanned still looking at her phone.
"Don't worry about it, look I planned something for us today." I smiled at her.
"Sounds good." She beamed finally looking away from her phone.
I kissed her lips and walked her to the car, opening the door for her to get in. I drove to Central Park and just told Brittany I thought we'd have a picnic and feed the ducks.
"You're so cute Sanny."
"I try, I try." I smirked back at her as I set up our little blanket near the pond.
Brittany stood feeding the ducks as I laid out some food. I looked at her and everything just seemed to flood back as to why I was doing all this. She was the girl of my dreams, and she'd always been there. I just wanted that to continue forever.
"Hey Britt, you gonna come eat?" I called.
She turned and smiled broadly at me. "You shouldn't have done all this."
"It's nothing you don't deserve."
We began to eat and just enjoyed each other's company as we always did. She grinned throughout our whole time at the park. That was another thing I loved about her, she smiled at everything. Bad, good or indifferent she would try her best to smile.
When we finished up, I packed up all our stuff and we headed back to the apartment. I unlocked the door slowly; I wanted to play this just right. I let her walk in first and I dropped the basket at the door.
"San? What's all this?" She whispered with shock written all over her face.
Perfect.
"Just a little something." I replied smugly.
There were yellow rose petals scattered on the floor, it probably should have been red but Brittany prefers yellow. There were candles lit in ever little crevice and so it set a beautiful ambiance about the place. I had champagne chilling on ice on the coffee table along with an assortment of treats that Quinn had brought.
"Alright, you sit on the couch and grab a drink. I just need to get something."
This is something I hadn't run by Quinn but I guess I just had to say it to Brittany. I grabbed the piece of paper out of my dresser drawer and opened it. I looked over, still the same letter I had written over five years ago if not a little aged. I took one deep breath and grabbed the box next to it also in the drawer putting it in my pocket. I then took one last look in the mirror and returned to the living room.
Brittany flashed a smile at me and sipped from her glass. I sat Indian style across from her and unfolded the letter again.
"Ok B, you remember back in high school?" She nodded.
"You remember that really bad night?" She nodded again sadly.
"How can I forget San?"
"I know, well, that night I wrote you something. I only wanna read the bits that apply to right now but I want you to hear it because I still feel the same, ok?" Shit I was nervous.
"Of course." She put down the glass and mirrored my sitting position taking my hand. "I'm here."
"I know, ready?" She nodded once more.
I cleared my throat and began.
Dear Brittany,
I guess I'll just start by saying how much I love you; it seems to be the easiest thing
to say. You're my entire world, the sun, the moon, the stars and whatever else there is.
You made me see the fun in life for the first time, you made me laugh and smile when no
one else even cared to know me. You showed me what it meant to truly live, to love and
be loved. You made everything I did worthwhile...
"Gonna skip over this bit." She smiled at me reassuringly.
When I wake up in the morning, I think of you and when I go to sleep at night I think
of you. B, there was never anyone else who could make me feel like you did and always
know that. No one compares to you Brittany, no one. There are so many things about
you that make you incredible and I'm so glad that you let me be your friend so I could see all
the amazing qualities you have...
"Yea we're passing over this bit too." I muttered as I worked my way down the page.
It took me some time to realise how truly lucky I was to have met you when we were
eight at that stupid cheer camp. You were the best there, hands down. I remember
seeing you for the first time, you were dancing and you were the prettiest girl in the
world even then. Right from the get go I loved you, hell I still do...
"God I was wreck." I laughed shakily and she squeezed my hand comfortingly.
Brittany you were the only one who ever got me, the only one who was willing to
put up with me. I know I was crazy most of the time and a royal bitch, but I swear
that wasn't the real me. You knew the real me, you were probably the only who did.
The person I was around you was reserved for you because you deserved to have
the real me all to yourself. That's not true, you deserve more than that. You ought
to have everything Brittany, everything.
I'll finish here B, on a good note.
Whatever you do be happy.
I love you,
I'm forever yours.
Santana
I looked up to see tears running off of Brittany's cheeks. I swiped them off her face and smiled into her deep blue eyes. My hand cupped itself around her cheek and my thumb stroked it calmingly. It was only then I realised I was crying too, but I let the tears fall. They needed to fall, I had kept this letter hidden for a long time and rereading it brought back a time that was tough remembering.
"I do have everything, I have you." She choked out.
"Well Britt." I stood up only to kneel back down on my left knee. "I wanna have you forever. So Brittany Susan Pierce, will you marry me?" I said as I pulled the little box from my pocket and opened it.
"Oh Santana! Yes, Yes, Yes!" She screeched as I placed the ring on her finger.
I gathered her up in a hug and carried her to the bedroom and locked the door.
As we lay in the afterglow of our mind blowing and earth shattering sex, Brittany turned to me.
"Did you mean all that stuff?"
"Of course sweetheart."
"I should write you a letter."
"Yea you can write vows, you'll that we read at our wedding."
"I still want to write you a letter S; I want to tell you everything, like you told me."
"Just don't tell Quinn or anybody else for that matter."
"But I was going to ask Rachel how to use all those big words she does." She pouted.
"No way, and I don't want all those words. I just want you, and what you have to say."
"Maybe I'll call Mr Kitty-Cat back home and ask him? I mean after the whole diary thing, he knows a lot about me."
"Baby... you can do whatever the hell you want."
She toyed with her ring and smiled fondly. I kissed her forehead and pulled her closer. This was my life perfected.
Where do you want this to go? All out Brittana life? Or complete it here?