AN: Thank you for the favuorites :) Let me know what you guys think. Again, sorry for any bad Spanish and thank you for reading.
SENT: 12:57
im outside, Britt :) x
Santana hit send then stuffed her cell phone back into her pocket. The Latina turned the music down slightly in the car so she would be able to talk to Brittany when she came in. It had been a long day for Santana already; she had to help tidy the house and get the guest bedroom sorted out. Her father was working at the hospital late tonight and he'd left early this morning so Santana had to go pick up some stuff for dinner at the store. Luckily she was able to make it to Brittany's on time to pick her up.
Santana glanced out of the window and saw her girlfriend bumping a suitcase down the stairs leading to her gate. She grinned and quickly hopped out of the car to go help.
"Hey." Brittany greeted the smaller girl when she saw her coming towards her.
Santana laughed. "Britt, you do know you're only staying tonight, right?" She was only half joking.
"I'm aware." Brittany giggled and let Santana take the handle of the suitcase. She watched embarrassed as the Latina pushed the handle down and grabbed it to carry instead.
Brittany went on to explain to Santana that she had brought 'a bunch of fun things' for them to do. Santana didn't question it any further, instead putting the rather heavy suitcase into the trunk of her car and climbing in where Brittany sat waiting.
"Are your parents gone yet?" Santana asked buckling her seat belt. Brittany nodded and Santana pulled out of her spot and started to drive down the street, back the way she had come.
"You know I was hanging out with Quinn, yesterday?" Santana looked at Brittany briefly as she drove.
"Uh-hu."Brittany nodded her head and shifted in her seat so she could look at her girlfriend without straining her neck.
"I told her. About me." Santana bit her lip to hide her grin. "About us. I told her I was gay."
"San!" The blonde squealed excited. "What did she say?"
"She was really cool with it. We talked a whole bunch and she told me she missed you and she missed hanging out with us." Santana explained, making Brittany even more excited.
"I told you Quinn wasn't a bipolar!" Brittany clapped her hands.
Santana rolled her eyes, amused. "Okay, first Britt, please do not tell her that I said she was bipolar. And if you're going to call someone it, it's not 'a bipolar' babe, it's just bipolar."
Brittany nodded. "Okay, babe." The taller girl grinned as she said babe, liking the way it sounded.
"I thought it was 'baby' you liked." Santana smirked.
"I like anything you call me but those two are my favourites." Brittany said seriously.
"Okay, well - " Santana slammed her foot on the break quickly as a truck pulled out of nowhere, nearly smashing into the front of her car. "You fucking dick!" She shouted.
Brittany's eyes went wide as the driver backed up.
"Fucking moron!" Santana shouted out of the window and the driver flipped her off. She reached for her seat belt, ready to jump out and smash his car to pieces.
"San!" Brittany pulled her arm, looking terrified. "Please, don't."
Santana growled, thought for a second then drove her car away quickly before she changed her mind.
"Are you okay?" Brittany rubbed the Latina's arm, concerned.
"Si." Santana shook her head. "I mean yes, yes, I'm fine."
"You're kind of worked up, you look really mad." Brittany said innocently.
"No, I'm fine, I promise." Santana shrugged turning to smile briefly at the blonde. "It's just...I am a little worked up lately." Santana shook her head and her face crumpled in disgust at the thought of what she was about to say. She didn't believe it. "Do you know how long it's been since I've gotten laid?"
Brittany stiffled a giggle. "Oh."
"Sorry." The Latina quickly laughed not wanting Brittany to feel uncomfortable or awkward. "But seriously, it's been like 2 months."
"Really?" Brittany asked surprised. "When was the last..."
"Months ago, it was before we sang Landslide with Miss Holiday." Santana blushed. "It was before I told you how I felt."
"That's a really long time, especially for you." Brittany mumbled shocked.
Santana shot her a 'that's true but you didn't have to say it' look. "Yeah, so you can see why I'm a little...you know."
"I haven't for a long time either." Brittany admitted.
"Really?" The Latina swallowed, not sure if she wanted to hear what Brittany was going to say.
"Yeah. The last time was with Artie a few weeks before you sang me 'Songbird'. I stopped sleeping with him because of how I felt about you, I couldn't do that to either of you."
Santana literally felt like vomiting when Brittany spoke about Artie especially when she thought about the two of the having sex. The Latina's chest tightened.
"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have..." Brittany said quickly noticing the change in Santana's face.
"It's okay. That's...done now, we don't have to talk about it. It was me who brought it up."
"Okay."
"Anyway, I'm probably extra worked up today because we were actually supposed to get our sweet lady kisses on tonight and now we can't." Santana grumbled.
"Hmm..." Brittany thought for a second. "Well, you could pull up somewhere quite and we could do it in the backseat like we used to."
"God, please do not tempt me." The Latina whispered.
Brittany shrugged not really understanding.
"I...I don't want the first time we, like, have sex...as a couple to be a quickie in the backseat of my car before we have dinner with my grandma." She explained, her cheeks hot.
"Me either." Brittany smiled at her, sitting her hand on top of Santana's for a moment to squeeze it gently. "It was a dumb thing to say."
"Britt." Santana sighed, turning to look at the blond.
"I'm sorry. I keep forgetting." She said shyly.
"It's okay, babe." Santana turned her hand over so she could hold Brittany's. "You're not dumb, saying that wasn't dumb, okay?"
Brittany nodded.
The rest of the drive back to Santana's was filled with music and Brittany singing along, something Santana would usually find annoying with any other passenger but she thought Brittany was adorable. Santana parked in the driveway and got Brittany's suitcase out of the trunk, dragging it for her girlfriend to the door.
"Looks like she's here." Santana grumbled noticing the car in front of her own.
The two girls made their way inside the house, Santana leaving the suitcase at the bottom of the stairs before leading Brittany into the front room where she heard everyone talking excitedly.
"Oh, Santana." She heard the unfamiliar voice greet. Her grandma was sat on the couch next to her mother, looking much younger than the age she actually was. Santana couldn't help notice, though, how ugly the old woman's dress was and she had to stop herself from grimacing at the sight of it.
"Hi." Santana smiled unenthusiastically. Her mother rolled her eyes and motioned for her to come join them.
"Who's this?" Lilia, Santana's grandma asked looking behind Santana to Brittany who stood, grinning.
"Um." Santana turned to the taller girl and grinned before dipping her head back to her grandma. "This is my friend Brittany."
"Brittany." Lilia chuckled and gave a small wave to which Brittany waved back excited. "Come, let me see you."
Brittany looked nervously to Santana who rolled her eyes and smiled, and Brittany skipped over to the woman with a bright grin.
"I'm just gonna go take Britt's stuff upstairs. I'll be back soon, Abuela." Santana ducked her head and exited the room with a sigh. The Latina dragged Brittany's suitcase to her bedroom where she threw it down on top of her bed and then fell back into the sheets beside it.
The Latina drifted off into a deep sleep in her position and was woken a few hours later by a tapping on the door. She sat upright, cursing herself for falling asleep when she had no intentions of doing so before jumping up off the bed and swinging her bedroom door open.
"Mom says it's time for dinner." Javier sighed leaning his head against the door frame, his arms crossed.
Santana was surprised to find her brother on the other side of the door because she was expecting someone who actually had the respect for her privacy.
"Since when did you knock?" She mumbled pushing past him to get into the hallway.
"Since you snapped my DS in half when you caught me in your bedroom without permission like a month ago." Javier pushed against Santana's back as her followed behind her. The Latina shoved him back as hard as she could without actually turning around, with a smirk on her face. She'd actually made him cry when she broke his stupid game. The older girl had walked into her room after school and found Javier sitting lazily on the floor by her bed, playing his game. After an argument and several slaps from Santana the Latina had yanked the game from the boy and bent it so it snapped. She tossed the pieces out of the door and shoved her crying brother out after them. Of course she got grounded for it but she snuck out to a party that same night anyway.
Dinner dragged on for Santana who was getting a headache and wasn't at all enjoying the food her mother had cooked, but she didn't complain about it. Her grandmother asked her about school and her stay in New York and her singing but she was more interested in whatever conversation it was she was having with Brittany. Santana was glad that Brittany and her grandmother liked each other, but she supposed that there wasn't really anyone who didn't like the blonde.
After dinner, Santana had to stay and talk with everyone for a while, eventually saying she had to go for a shower to get away. The warm water on her skin and head and then sweet smell of the shampoo she used made her feel better and after getting out and dressed in a pair of shorts and a black tank top and drying her hair, Santana's headache had vanished.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, staring at the wall and listening to the music coming from the speakers attached to her iPod, Santana felt her cell phone vibrate against her leg and she picked it up to see a text from Quinn.
RECEIVED: 21:07
School next week, Puck called to invite us to party at his next saturday as a "saying goodbye to summer" kind of thing. You guys want to go? x
Santana frowned at her phone and then smiled and then smirked. It was funny how Quinn always said things like "you guys" when she text Santana, even before she officially knew about The Latina and the blonde being a couple and back when they were closer. Santana quite liked knowing that everyone else knew they came together as a pair whether they were actually a couple or not. Santana sighed and then shuffled back onto her bed so she could lie back and then she started to flicker through picture on her phone, automatically knowing that she was going to wait to text Quinn back. She never really did it deliberately anymore, she just knew that it wasn't Brittany she was texting and so she knew she didn't have to text back straight away.
SENT: 21:11
yea cause puckerman's face is what i want to see on the last weekend of summer. whatever tho, if there's alcohol, we're there. it might b fun. you going?
Santana sent the text and then waited for a reply. She wondered what the hell Brittany was up to downstairs and felt a shot of panic as she thought about Brittany accidentally slipping up about them being together. She decided that she trusted that the blonde wouldn't but she'd go and check on her soon just in case.
RECEIVED: 21:14
lol i kno. there will be alcohol, it's pucks party. we should bring some just incase anyway, i will. are we going to hang out again this week or... x
She grinned at Quinn's reply and was more glad than ever that they were sorting out their friendship again.
SENT: 21:20
sure, i can get some. i was thinkin the 3 of us should do something, go to the beach or smethig, just like whatever we used to do.
RECEIVED: 21:22
okay, we should :) whatever day is good, im not doing much anyway. and you just want 2 go 2 the beach to see half-naked girls ;) x
Santana choked on a giggle when she read the text, surprised at Quinn. It was a nice feeling though, that she and Quinn could make jokes about that because they were both comfortable with Santana's sexuality and Santana knew that Quinn wasn't trying to hurt her with her jokes or be offensive.
Santana smirked as she remembered that Brittany would be at the beach with them when they went and really, she would be the only half-naked person that Santana was going to be interested in. That thought brought back a memory of the previous summer that made Santana cringe and blush and she decided she didn't want to be the only one remembering it so she reminded Quinn.
SENT: 21:25
haha, fabray :) maybe thts why you agreed to go, or maybe its just cause Britt's gonna be half-naked. ew, do you remember you guys totally made out like a million years ago ? bitch, she was ur first kiss, haha !
Santana had to admit that it wasn't the most pleasant memory she had but it was a funny one and actually, quite hot too.
RECEIVED: 21:27
bitch thts ur girlfriend and i no 4 a fact tht she was ur first kiss 2 so... plus it was u guys tht made me do tht! we also agreed not to bring it up again ! x
Santana scoffed at Quinn's reply and then burst out laughing when more of the memory came back to her. She and Brittany had indeed practically forced Quinn to kiss the blonde haired girl. It wasn't that Quinn didn't want to because she had always thought that Brittany looked like an awesome kisser but it was more that she was afraid to kiss another girl and especially in front of anyone else. Being comfortable with her sexuality and slightly drunk from the alcohol the three had consumed, Quinn agreed to do it much to Brittany's delight.
For a 15 year old Santana it was, at the time the hottest things she had ever witnessed, not that she admitted that. Seeing the girl she had fallen for kissing another girl made Santana blush and squeeze her legs together tightly. She knew that Brittany was an amazing kisser and when Quinn pulled back dazed Santana grinned.
Now that she and Brittany were actually together and since she now got jealous of anyone Brittany was with or kissed, Santana tried to push the memory out of her head.
SENT: 21:30
she sure was ;) ! lets re-agree never to talk abt it agen coz its rlly not something i want to thnk abt as hot as it was.
RECEIVED: 21:33
oka, re-agreed. text me when u guys decied wen you want to do something and ill see you later, lopez! x
SENT: 21:37
see ya FabGAY :) x
Santana couldn't resist, deciding that if her 'gayness' was something they could joke about then Quinn's 'straightness' was too. The Latina knew that the blonde was far too straight to be gay but she suspected since that kiss that Quinn had a little crush on Brittany, whether she still had now Santana didn't know but it genuinely confused the Latina as to how anyone couldn't have a crush on the dancer, male or female, gay or straight.
Music continued to play through the speakers and Santana hummed along gently to each song while just staring at the ceiling thinking about how pretty great her life was, despite the fact that she was still partially in the closet. When it reached 10:30 and Brittany still hadn't come upstairs for bed, Santana went to investigate.
"...And then there was this huge duck and the owl was just staring at him..." Santana grinned at hearing the blondes voice before she entered the kitchen.
"Hey, San." Brittany bit her lip, completely forgetting that she was in the middle of a story. All Santana wanted to do was wrap her arm around her girlfriend and kiss her but she was sure her grandmother wouldn't be very impressed by that and by the look in Brittany's eye, Santana could tell she was thinking the exact same thing.
"You've been avoiding me, Santana." Lilia sighed clasping her hands on her lap, in the chair she sat on at the table.
"No, abuela." Santana smiled gently at the older woman. "I just haven't been feeling great today."
Brittany smiled sympathetically towards the Latina and then walked towards her.
"What's wrong?" She asked in a soft voice, taking hold of Santana's arm being sure to not get too intimate with her.
"I just had a headache but I'm good now, B." Santana answered looking to her grandma so she couldn't smile too widely and look suspicious.
"You head up to bed, querida." Lilia yawned herself. "I'm going to be doing the same, this one has worn me out with all the talk." She joked, laughing at Brittany.
"Te veré en la mañana, abuela." Santana said happy to be able to get to bed.
She turned to Brittany who ran over and gave her grandmother a kiss on the cheek, making the older woman chuckle.
"Ella es una chica buena." Lilia said seriously and it made Santana's heart stop for a second because the look in her eye was a knowing one. The younger Latina just nodded shyly.
"Buenas noches." Santana whispered and she pulled Brittany out of the room.
"Balloons no chase." Brittany shouted back to the woman in a bad Spanish accent. Santana giggled at how adorable she was.
Once inside Santana's room, Brittany skipped over to the bed and flopped down on her stomach. Santana locked the door, not wanting to be caught with Brittany in a position that would make them look like a couple and not best friends and since they would be sharing a bed, Santana knew that Brittany would most likely end up snoring half on top of her as she slept.
Brittany raised an eyebrow suggestively when she saw the Latina slide the lock into place.
"Don't get too excited, Britt." She chuckled. "We still can't fuck with my grandmother in the next room."
"Aww!" Brittany pouted and rolled onto her side to watch the Latina move towards the bed.
"And I don't think you'd be getting any of this tonight, anyway." Santana sighed sitting down on the edge of the bed, her back to Brittany. "Cause it seems to me that you're far more interested in my grandma."
"Nooo..." The dancer giggled wrapping her arms around Santana's waist and pressing her face into the bottom of Santana's back as she still lay on her side on the bed. "She was telling me all of these cool stories about you when you were little."
"You knew me when I was 'little' so it wouldn't be anything new." Santana continued to pretend to be upset.
"San!" Brittany pouted and let go of the smaller girls waist to sit up.
"Go get ready for bed, babe." Santana couldn't suppress a grin. "I'm just messing with you."
"Oh." Brittany giggled.
The blonde hopped up, pressing a kiss to Santana's cheek before heading to her suitcase which was on Santana's chair and gathering her clothes from it and a small bag which Santana assumed was her toothbrush and things, before heading to the en suite to get ready.
When Brittany re-entered her bedroom, Santana was under the sheets, her back to the bathroom door, facing away from Brittany.
The blonde put her things on Santana's dresser and slipped under the covers next to the Latina, leaning over to click off the light on the table before she settled down.
"Are you sleeping?" Brittany whispered pressing herself up against the smaller girls back.
"Yes." Santana whispered back and Brittany poked her ribs with a giggle.
"No you're not." She laughed against Santana's hair.
The bed moved slightly as Santana turned in Brittany's arms to face her. Both girls lay on their sides, their bodies touching, faces an inch apart, staring at each other. It had been a long time since they shared a bed and they both had missed it more than they could say.
"Puck's having a party next Saturday." Santana whispered bringing her hand up under the covers to stoke Brittany's exposed bicep. "I told Quinn we'd go. We don't have to."
"No, it sounds fun." Brittany mumbled softly loving the feeling of Santana's fingers tracing circles on her skin.
"Quinn though we should hang out too. The three of us I mean." Santana went on, her voice very quiet. "We thought we could go to the beach sometime next week. Does that sound good, too?"
"Uh-hu." Brittany nodded and pressed herself even closer to the Latina.
They lay in silence for a long time, just looking at each other, loving their closeness. Brittany slipped her leg between Santana's and after another few minutes she leaned closer and kissed the Latina softly. After that, she slipped down the mattress slightly so she could rest her head against Santana's chest. The Latina smiled and wrapped her arm around Brittany's back, pulling their bodies closer together.
"Is it weird that I'm actually okay with this?" Santana asked, amused burying her face in Brittany's blonde hair.
"Okay with what?" The taller girl mumbled confused against Santana's skin.
"I don't know...This. I'm kind of glad that your staying here tonight and we're not over at your house having sex." Santana tried to explain. "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to have sex, in fact I really do but I mean I like this. I like just cuddling. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Yeah." Brittany titled her head and kissed the smaller girls neck gently. "I understand. I like it too. I love this."
They fell silent again for a few minutes.
"Britt?"
"Mmm?"
"What 'fun things' did you bring that we never got to do?" Santana whispered curiously, remembering the blondes suitcase.
"Monopoly." Brittany mumbled lazily.
Santana giggled against her making Brittany smile too.
"Scrabble." She grinned and Santana squeezed her tightly.
"I love you." She murmured into blonde hair.
"I love you too, baby." Brittany replied, emphasizing the last word because she wanted the darker girl to repeat it back to her.
"I love you too, baby. I'll see you in the morning." Santana smiled, knowing what the dancer wanted.
"Wake me when you get up, please?" Brittany turned her head up to ask softly.
"Okay. Duerme bien, Britt-Britt." Santana whispered and a few seconds later Brittany was snoring quietly against her.
Santana sighed happily, kissed Brittany's head and fell into her own deep sleep.