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There was a scene where Artie called Brittany stupid. I remembered her saying that he was the only one in the school who hasn't called her that. So I was like wtf I seriously think Santana wouldn't call Brittany stupid. So I made a back story of that. Also – the friendship bracelet. Bonus! Sweet lady kisses.
It was another one of Santana's bad days. She failed a quiz, Coach Sue scolded her for forgetting to bring her famous juice, Rachel Berry being a diva, monthly period, Puck slept with Brittany (she usually doesn't bother who Brittany sleeps with but today she cares) and her father was threatening to leave her mother. Again. Santana spent the whole day spaced out, just wanting some time alone. She usually lets Brittany cheer her up, but since she is one of the reasons why Santana was having a bad day, she ignored her the whole day, making lame excuses that she knows Brittany sees through.
Mr. Schue just dismissed the Glee club and as Santana stood up and walked out of the choir room, Brittany quickly followed her "Hi San. Did you see what Berry was wearing today?"
"Sorry, Britt, I'm not in the mood. I'll go straight home." She rushed away from her.
She held Santana's arm to stop her from leaving. "Are you mad at me?"
"No, God, Brittany don't make this about you. So stupid." Santana realized what she just called Brittany. But she couldn't stop now so she just walked away without apologizing. It was her first time calling Brittany stupid and she hated herself even more for that.
Brittany was left confused and slightly mad with what just happened.
Santana fumbled for her car keys as she fought back the urge to cry. Why did she have to be a hormonal f—ing woman? She finally opened her car door and quickly stepped inside. As she closed the door, a hand stopped her from doing so.
She looked up to see Brittany with a concerned face. "S, what's the matter? You know you can talk to me, right?"
"Everything, Brittany. Every f—ing thing."
Brittany closed the driver's seat door and made her way to the passenger's seat. She opened the door and sat beside her. Santana's hand was on the stick shift so Brittany brushed her thumb on her knuckles. Santana shivered at the act. Her bad mood oh so slightly got better.
Brittany reached for her bag and brought a chocolate muffin out. "I bought this for you." she gave it to Santana "I noticed that you were having a bad day... so I was gonna give it to you because you usually let me cheer you up, but today, you were avoiding me too." Brittany looked down "...you even called me stupid."
"Sorry, Brittany. I'm really sorry. I lashed out on you like a bitch and you didn't deserve that. I know that you were just trying to be a good friend." Santana opened the wrapping of the muffin.
"I understand. And no, I will never forget that you called me stupid. But I won't hold it against you. I know you didn't mean it." Brittany smiled a little "besides, I can't get mad at you for so long. You have that effect on me."
Santana sighed. "I was so nervous. I thought you'd be mad."
"Oh, I was... for like 30 seconds. But don't mind that. Tell me why you're having a bad day."
Santana started explaining her day, and Brittany listened attentively.
The next day, Santana decided to do a little something to apologize to Brittany for calling her stupid. She asked Brittany to spend the afternoon at her house so that she can present the apology. When Brittany entered Santana's room, there was an illustration board full of their pictures and in the middle were the words 'I'm Sorry, Britt-Britt'
Brittany covered her mouth in awe and happiness. She turned to Santana who then took something from her pocket. Two simple but beautiful identical bracelets. "Friendship bracelets. One for you, one for me. Here, let me put it for you." she took Brittany's arm and put the bracelet. Brittany took the other one and put it on Santana. Santana blushed as Brittany was putting it. Something about it felt sacred. Like a vow. Santana put the thought aside and continued "With this bracelet, I promise not to call you stupid ever again. And also I promise to always be there for you as you are to me."
Brittany smiled "Do I have to make a promise too? Because I have one." She took Santana's hands and put it on her chest, near her heart. "I promise to do anything for my best friend." she pulled Santana forward and kissed her.
The kiss deepened, like they were lovers who hadn't seen each other for a long time. Brittany knew that they weren't lovers, they were just friends. She kissed Santana because it felt right, because she knew she needed it. She decided to put those thoughts aside and pulled Santana closer to her and turned around to the bed. She placed her hand on Santana's back and dipped her slowly towards the bed, lips not breaking contact. Brittany was now on top of Santana, one hand on the bed, supporting her weight while another one was on Santana's cheek. Santana lifted her legs onto Brittany's back. She used her legs to pull Brittany closer, so close that the only thing separating them was the fabric of their clothes. Santana held Brittany's hand that was on her cheek pulling it downwards, to her sternum, as if giving the permission for Brittany to touch her breasts. Brittany hummed with approval as she touched Santana's left boob, pinching the nipple. A moan of pleasure came out of Santana. It wasn't until someone knocked on Santana's door that brought them back to the world. Brittany quickly stood up while Santana sat straight, fixing her clothes.
They were both so flustered that when the person knocking turned out to be Santana's mom, she thought that the two were drinking.
"H-hi mom. I-i was just... assignment. Brittany." she gestured at Brittany, who already regained her composure. Santana was surprised on how fast that girl can recover.
"Hello Mrs. Lopez, I asked your daughter to help me out in an algebra assignment. I'm having a hard time, you see. And you're daughter is like, the best tutor ever." Brittany smiled, that innocent smile that can fool anyone.
"I just went up to say that I'll be out tonight. You're father's not coming home til..." her mother looked down "next week, I guess. I already prepared your dinner and breakfast. Just heat it." Santana nodded. Her mother said as she was closing the door "Okay, ladies. I'll leave you two to do your homework."
Santana faced Brittany. "Well that was awkward. So, my parents are out. Wanna sleep over?"
Brittany smirked "Definitely. My sweet lady kisses needs a continuation."
Santana giggled "'Sweet lady kisses'?" she kissed Brittany's neck "You." cheek, "Are." forehead, "A." nose, "Genius." and finally, her lips.