Title: Her Clothes
Pairing: Dantana
Prompt: "I hate the fact that you're wearing her clothes, and the fact that I know that they're hers" (from putthepromptsonpaper . tumblr . com)
A knock on the loft's large metal door woke Dani from her peaceful sleep. She half opens her eyes and glares in the direction of said door. She sighs before closing her eyes and attempting to find sleep again. Seconds later, another knock sounds throughout the loft. She groans quietly as she sits up and rubs her eyes. She slowly gets up from the bed and grabs clothes from the floor randomly as she walks to the door. She pulls the door open slightly and glares at whomever decided this ungodly hour was a good time to disturb people.
"Umm…" The blonde on the other side of the door begins confused. "Is this where Rachel, Kurt, and Santana live?"
Dani nods, still not saying anything.
"Oh good." The blonde says as she cheers up. She tries to push her way inside, but Dani's holding her ground.
"Whoa. What are you doing? Who are you?" Dani says defensively.
"I'm trying to get inside?" The blonde says as she raises an eyebrow. "I'm Brittany. I went to high school with all three of them."
Dani looks the girl up and down and slowly nods. "Okay. Give me a minute." She says as she closes the door behind her to go get Santana.
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As she walks back toward their room, she bites her lip. Whoever this Brittany is, she was naturally blonde, tall, and athletic skinny.
She sits on the side of the bed and leans down to place kisses randomly on Santana's face and neck. "Baby." She starts quietly. "I need you to wake up." She gets louder the longer she speaks. "There's someone at the door. She claims to know you guys, but…I don't know."
Mid-way through, Santana stirs and opens her eyes. She smiles at her girlfriend and brings her face down to kiss her. "Morning." She husks out.
"Morning." Dani smiles. "I don't mean to rush you, but someone's at the door. I've never met her or seen her or heard about her before, but she's claiming to have known all you guys in high school." She shrugs.
Santana groans and sits up. "Okay." She gets up from the bed and grabs the other clothes from the floor to cover herself.
They make their way back to the door together, and Dani once again opens it. Santana's eyes widen in shock. "B-Britt." She says awkwardly and looks at Dani quickly.
"San!" The blonde squeals loudly before she attack hugs the Latina.
Santana hugs her for a minute before she let's go and puts some space between them.
The squeal was enough to wake up Rachel and Kurt, who come out of their respective "rooms" and they squeal when they see Brittany at the door.
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Santana mumbles something about not being awake enough for this, and heads to the kitchen to start the coffee. Dani follows her and helps.
"Who is she?" The dirty blonde curiously whispers to her girlfriend in the kitchen.
Santana sighs and leans against the counter facing Dani. "My ex."
The shorter woman closes her eyes and sucks in a breath. "I was really hoping you weren't gonna say that." She bites her lip and turns away.
The Latina grabs her hand before she can bolt, and pulls her into her embrace. "Hey. No." She says as she holds on tightly, needing to be able to explain before her girlfriend leaves. "I haven't spoken to her in a year. I thought she was in Boston."
Dani listens and sighs. "I believe you, but…" She shakes her head. "Look at her. She's beautiful. How could you go from her to me?" Some of her insecurities are getting the best of her and coming out, and she hates that she has no control over them.
Santana stares at the woman in her arms blankly before shaking her head. "Are you serious right now? You're absolutely beautiful. Gorgeous. Stunning."
Dani just looks down and shakes her head, not believing her girlfriend. "I'm not. I'm short. My hair's a dried out mess from me constantly dying it. I'm insecure. My body's a wreck." She trails off. She's not usually this insecure, but seeing her girlfriend's ex brought it all out at once.
Santana squeezes Dani's waist and sighs. "D…baby, you are. You may not see it, but…if you could see yourself through my eyes." She shook her head. "Sure, you're a little short, but you fit in my arms perfectly. I love your hair, no matter the color. If you want, you can try some of the stuff I use on mine to keep it from drying out so much." She shrugs, because it's an easy fix. "Your body…" She bites her lip. "…it's far from a wreck. I could go on and on about how it's not, but we should probably be alone for that conversation." She says in a deeper tone. "Just thinking about it right now makes me want you more than I should." She eyes her girlfriend's body up and down and shakes her head to remove the fog from her brain.
Dani listened as her girlfriend spoke and saw her eyes glazing over. She smiled. Her girlfriend managed to knock the bulk of her insecurities out of her head and turn her on all at once. She bites her lip and leans in to whisper in the Latina's ear. "Thank you." She says quietly. "But now I'm so turned it's not even fair."
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Before they can say anything else, Rachel, Kurt, and Brittany enter the kitchen.
Dani pecks Santana's lips quickly. "I'll be right back." She says as she exits the kitchen. Santana watches as she goes into their curtained off area and then to the bathroom. She shakes her head and turns back to the coffee. She pours herself a cup, blows on it briefly, and then takes a large gulp. She closes her eyes and sighs happily.
Brittany watches from her spot in the kitchen and frowns. When Kurt and Rachel left the kitchen to go get ready for the day, she walked over to Santana.
"I hate the fact that you're wearing her clothes, and the fact that I know that they're hers." She says sadly.
Santana looks at her with disbelief written all over her face. "I hate the fact that you left me hanging for boys twice and the fact that I kept coming back despite my better judgment."
Brittany reels back in shock while Santana just shrugs. Even though she's moving on and letting the past go, she's still a little bitter.
"Wow. Maybe coming here was a mistake." Brittany said quietly with a pout.
"Maybe." Santana nodded resolutely.
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As Dani walked back into the kitchen, she could feel the tension radiating off of the exes. She eyed them before going over to Santana and stealing her coffee. She takes a drink and moans. "Mmm. Thanks Tana." She says with a soft smile as she continues drinking Santana's coffee.
Brittany was about to speak up when she noticed how not angry Santana was about having her coffee stolen. "Looks like some things do change." She says bitterly.
Santana glances at her and shakes her head. "Britt, why'd you come here?"
The blonde shrugs and shakes her head. "I wanted to visit my friends. Is that so wrong?" She says it so innocently and sadly, that if Santana hadn't known her so well she'd have bought it.
Dani, who reads people exceptionally well, doesn't believe her either, but she doesn't say anything.
"Okay." Santana shrugs. "Well, D and I have to get going. We'll see you later." She grabs Dani's hand and drags her to their room. She strips, pulls clothes out of the dresser, and dresses for the day. Dani watches her silently before doing the same. After they both finish getting ready for the day, they grab their jackets and purses, check for keys and phones, and put their shoes on. They leave quickly and start heading down the stairs.
"Where are we going babe?" Dani asks as they step out onto the sidewalk. She wraps an arm around Santana's waist and her hand unconsciously makes its way into her girlfriend's back pocket.
Santana shrugs. "I don't know. I just couldn't be in there with her any longer." She wraps her arm around the shorter woman's shoulders and sighs. "When we were alone in the kitchen, she said something about hating the fact that I was wearing your clothes." She placed a kiss on the dirty blonde's temple. "I love wearing your clothes."
Dani smiles up at the taller woman. "I love wearing yours too." She smirks and bites her lip. "Seeing you in my clothes turns me on so much." She husks out into the tan ear, bites the lobe, and then runs her tongue over the skin.
Santana can't contain the moan that comes out and hides her face in her girlfriend's neck. She bites down on the smooth skin before soothing it over with her tongue. "Baby. We need to get to your apartment. NOW." Santana says and speeds up their steps.
AN: Thanks for reading! Please review and let me know what you think. Depending on the response, I may or may not write more. If I do, it may or may not contain smut.