X is for XO
"Well aren't you the little tease," Santana commented from behind Rachel, resting her elbow onto her shoulder and exerting slight pressure as she leaned forward, looking over her shoulder at what Rachel was currently writing.
Rachel jumped, startled, and turned her head to look back at her, not having heard her come into the room. Raising an eyebrow and tilting her head slightly with some confusion at Santana's comment, she then turned back towards the stack of Christmas cards she had been painstakingly writing out, inclining her head towards them as she replied.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Santana, but I do think it is ironic that you would say as much considering your current clothing. Do you plan to go out publicly in that attire, and if you are, I do hope that you will be wearing a coat, and not only because it is cold outside."
Santana glanced down at her long-sleeved t-shirt, which read in red glittery letters, "Deck my halls and I'll jingle your bells," and grinned back towards Rachel, taking her elbow off the other girl to stretch her arms slowly over her head- the better to show maximum view of the shirt, its writing, and the breasts beneath it.
"Of course I'm wearing it. For someone who always gets so manic about showing holiday spirit, you're really trying to squash mine once I muster it up."
"I just believe that you are asking for someone to be inappropriate with you when you display such a message across your chest, and although I am sure you can take care of yourself, you certainly wouldn't want to seem as if you were inviting such behavior, and you are in fact rather small, Santana, and I simply am concerned that-" Rachel began to explain herself, but Santana didn't let her go on for very long.
"Hey, maybe inappropriate is what I'm hoping for, which would therefore make it totally appropriate if people responded. Not to mention, the girl commonly referred to as dwarf, hobbit, and midget is now calling ME small? If you think I'm a small tease, and it's gonna make people be "inappropriate," then why the hell are you inviting people to hug and kiss you all over every single Christmas card?" Santana nodded towards the card Rachel had paused in the middle of writing out, where two x's and two o's completed the flourished signing of her name.
"Santana, of course I'm not kissing every single one of these people in actuality, most of them live very far from me and kissing them would be a physical impossibility," Rachel reasoned, even as she closed the card she had been working on and stuck it in an envelope. "Putting xo is simply a way to conclude a mail correspondence to indicate physical affection and love towards another person. I write that to everyone, it doesn't mean that I would literally hug and kiss them all, though actually I would not be opposed to doing so, as long as the kiss is chaste and friendly rather than overly sensual or sexual in nature."
Santana coughed loudly, although it was obvious to Rachel that she was coughing out "Kissing tease" rather than actually needing to cough, and as Rachel frowned at her, waving the Christmas card she had selected next in her face, she informed her, "Well, fine, Santana, this is your card and I do assure you that you will not be receiving any such requests for hugs and kisses in yours, are you quite satisfied then?"
"Sure," Santana shrugged, but the wicked glint in her eyes made Rachel eye her suspiciously. "I'll just get mine on in person, no evidence for all generations future that way."
And before Rachel quite knew what was happening Santana swooped in, surrounding her from behind in a tight, nearly painful bear hug, and quickly kissed each cheek before backing off towards her bedroom, snickering to herself. Rachel tried to scowl back towards her, but one hand lifted to touch her cheek, one at a time, and she knew she was smiling.