Okay! here it is, the second chapter, as requested! I know it is only short and fluffy but this is just a filler, of sorts, ready for a bad-ass chapter 3!
Big up to my beta PhoebeRivera because i don't know how this would have turned out if she hadn't kept me on track!
without further ado: Brittana (and mummy and daddy Pierce...)
Lynn and David Pierce stood stock-still. As she turned to look at David she felt a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, which she saw mirrored on his face. Their little girl looked so peaceful, wrapped in the protective embrace of the small Latina. They were both thinking the same thing – it reminded them of their own young, sweaty love; how it blossomed, matured and is still surrounding them, even now. With just a look, something they perfected long ago, they silently agreed to leave the two girls in peace.
Santana awoke in seemingly unfamiliar surroundings, aware of a weight spread across her. She started to panic, her eyes snapping open as she struggled to sit up. As she sat up she glanced down – her wide-eyed gaze met with bleary, yet piercing, blue eyes. That look stilled her movements in an instant and the two got lost in the other's gaze for what seemed like an eternity.
A loud crash snapped them from their trance-like state; both heads whipping towards the kitchen door. The crash was followed by a hushed-
"Be QUIET David, you'll wake the girls, and I'm guessing they didn't get much sleep!"
The pair, still entwined naked on the sofa, turned to look at each other with flushed cheeks and wide eyes.
Everything seemed to happen all at once. The two teens scrambled – rushing to Brittany's bedroom before anything awkward could happen; Lynn moved towards the kitchen door to check on her girl and David dropped the pan again. Amidst all the commotion Lynn managed to catch a glimpse of the girls scurrying to the door before turning to scold her clumsy husband.
When Brittany and Santana reached the bedroom they collapsed on the bed with heaving chests and burning cheeks. Brittany was the first to speak;
"I think they know..." To which Santana rolled on her side to look at her.
"I think they do too, I mean if they were really bothered about us they would have woken us up and kicked me out, right, Britt?" She studied the dancer's face and could almost see the cogs turning and the steam puffing from her ears as she pondered the Latina's words.
"Um…I think they've always known-no just listen," as she saw Santana open her mouth to interject, "I always see them sharing a look when we are cuddling or watching a movie… I'm hungry let's get dressed and go find out?" Her little speech ended as a question as she saw panic creep into the smaller girl's eyes – the walls starting to build. The strong blonde grabbed the Latina's hand and pulled her up before she could protest.
As Lynn and David stood nursing breakfast – well, Lynn was nursing breakfast and David was just stood – they could hear murmured conversation coming from above them.
"I hope I haven't ruined it!" whispered David erratically, his hushed voice full of fear and concern. Lynn raised an eyebrow at the older man;
"You've seen the way they look at each other; they're still learning, heck WE'RE still learning, but it will take more than this to do any permanent damage!" As David nodded in agreement they heard movement on the stairs,
"Here we go!" The four thought, simultaneously.