A/N: Prompt from an anon; Brittany seeing Santana again for the first time after she went to Louisville. Thanks!
Brittany's fingers are clutching the sign she's holding so hard she can't feel them anymore. She knows they're still there because the sign hasn't fallen, but she knows that if Santana doesn't appear within the next few minutes, her whole gesture would be meaningless.
But, as if the unicorn king had been listening, a familiar dark head of hair turns the corner. Her breath catching, her heart pounding in her chest, Brittany's sign falls anyway as she sprints forward, Santana's body slamming into hers. Her mouth, so sweet and demanding, tears mingling with her own, Brittany is finally, achingly, whole.