Since I'm also crossposting this on AO3, I'd like to write down the AO3 tags I've used for the fic so that people on FF and tumblr will know what to expect, because right now, readers on AO3 have an advantage, even though most readers are on FF (THANK YOU!).
Rating: General Audiences
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/F
Fandom: Glee
Relationship: Santana Lopez/Brittany S. Pierce
Characters: Brittany S. Pierce, Santana Lopez, Quinn Fabray, Kurt Hummel, Artie Abrams, Brittany's Sister (Glee)
Additional Tags: Minor Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, Minor Sam Evans/Quinn Fabray, High School, Canon Rewrite, Jock Brittany, Questioning, Midgame Artie Abrams/Brittany S. Pierce
Language: English
Brittany and Artie start going out a week later. Santana cries herself to sleep. That's the moment she realizes that she does need help.
After glee practice, she awkwardly shuffles towards Kurt. "Hummel," she says, "I am in the very need of fashion advice. I need you as soon as possible." Kurt must've gotten the secret message, because he says his goodbyes to the others and leaves with Santana.
"What made you realize you need me?" he asks.
"You know what, Kurt," she bites back, "She's with… with…"
"Artie, his name is Artie."
"Yes, Artie," Santana huffs in annoyance, "Is this what it feels like to fall for a straight person?"
"Wait, so you're actually-"
"I'm still working on that one," she cuts him off, "I don't- I'm not ready to admit that I'm something else. I can't label myself yet. All I know is that I like Brittany and that it's confusing as hell." She shakes her head. "I don't… gosh, how did you find out you were gay?"
"Well, I saw a guy and went yeaaaah and I pretty much realized I never felt that way about girls," Kurt tells her, "It wasn't easy, but one day I fully accepted that, yes, I am gay and it feels so good."
Santana nods. That's how she felt. Sure, she can appreciate a good looking guy, but when she saw Brittany, she went yeaaaah, as Kurt put it. Does that mean she is gay?
"Look Santana, this is a lot to take in and I'm not gonna lie, life's gonna be a bitch," Kurt says, "Just know that I'm here for you if you need me, but apart from that, it is all up to you."
"Guys, can I ask you a question?"
Mike, Finn, Sam, Artie and Puck turn to their quarterback. She barely goes to the men's locker room before speech time. "Sure, what's up, Britt?" Puck says as he flexes his muscle.
"Is Santana mad at me?" she asks, "We haven't talked in a while- a long while. Neither have Quinn and I but I know that she is with Big Lips now."
"Hey!" Sam protests.
"But I have no reason not to talk to Santana."
"Brittany, no offense, but why would we know?" Mike asks.
Brittany shrugs. "You know her longer than I do and she told me she had sex with some of you, so you must know her."
Finn coughs awkwardly, but Puck doesn't mind talking about his sex life.
"Look, Santana is a bit private," Finn says, "The glee club is only one year old and even though you can say we're all friends, we don't hang out that often."
"But I do hang out with her very often!" Brittany says, "Or I used to."
"Yes, because you and Quinn and Santana are one group, but us? I don't think we ever spoke to each other," Mike adds.
"I don't know her that well yet," Sam says, "But judging from what Quinn has told me, you should ask her herself, but don't feel bad if she lashes out."
"Do I need to talk to-"
"No!" Brittany quickly cuts Artie off, "I'll do it. Thanks guys, go Titans!"
Brittany really likes Artie. It's hard for Santana to admit that. After a month, Santana decides to focus on kicking the Warblers's and the Hipsters's asses at Sectionals, instead of Brittany. Things are awkward, and Brittany approached her about it. They talked about it (aka Santana lied the entire time), and they're still inseparable, but Santana feels like there's finally something that can break the Unholy Trinity.
Love.
Big Lips takes most of Quinn's time and Artie (he needs a new nickname after Santana came to the conclusion that McCripple is offensive) takes most of Brittany's.
Santana wishes it could be easy for her too, but no, everything only got harder. Kurt is gone. Homophobia drove him away, and it's the awful truth. Is that going to happen to Santana too? She doesn't know if she's gay or not, but she definitely knows she not straight. She is still quite popular, but will that make a difference when people find out she's in love with a girl?
And not just any girl. The quarterback.
"Santana! Santana!" she suddenly hears. Santana turns around and there she is. Brittany is running towards her, and she looks so… Brittany. She's wearing a panda shirt underneath her letterman jacket, and her cat-earrings are back.
"Dance with me, Santana!" she says happily and takes Santana's hands. She twirls Santana around.
"Brittany, what are you doing?" Santana tries not to laugh. People are watching them, but Santana doesn't care. She hasn't felt so free in the McKinley hallways in weeks.
"Just… be with me and dance with me."
Brittany is getting sadder and sadder.
Artie knows this, but he has no idea why. The only thing he can do is roll along and wait for her to talk. Ever since Brittany and Mike's amazing dance duet, something is wrong. He knows she didn't cheat on him with Mike. But then what is going on?
He knows he's really getting desperate when he finds himself rolling to…
"What do you want, Wheels?"
Santana. Cheerful as ever.
"I need to talk to you about Brittany." This obviously gets her attention. She shuts her locker and kneels next to him. "You have one minute. Go."
Artie gulps. "Brittany is really upset about something, and I don't know what is going on. I only want to help her, but I have the feeling she won't let me. I thought you might know what to do."
And for the first time in a very long time, Santana isn't looking at him with malice in her eyes.
Brianna and her dad are living in Columbus now, close to OSU. Brittany and her mother stayed behind in Lima. Brittany knows her mother hates every minute of it. She wants to be close to the beautiful, perfect Brianna. Brianna the track runner.
Instead she's here with Brittany. And Brittany is good at playing football -hell, she's the quarterback to the McKinley Titans!- but she's not as good as Brianna. They're proud of Brittany, but they are more proud of Brianna.
The Pierce family has been one of the biggest sport families in the country. Sport and football blogs all over the country know Brittany's name. People Brittany will never meet keep track of every game the Titans play under Brittany's reign.
And then there's glee.
Brittany has shut up about glee. She only talks about football back home. By doing so, she hopes her parents will keep on supporting their decision to let Brittany and her mom stay in Lima.
The real reason she wants to stay is glee.
She loves playing football. She loves being the quarterback. She loves coach Beiste and the Titans.
But she loves glee more.
And the fact that her parents don't like the fact that she prefers dance is problematic. She knows Mike copes with the same problem, but Mike is Asian. Mike says that he's not representative of every Asian son in the world, but he unfortunately has a dad who really wants him to be a lawyer.
But despite the fact that they're both on the football team and in glee, she can't talk about it with Mike. She can only dance with him.
When she ran to Santana earlier today, she needed to let it all out. The best way to that for her is to dance. She can't dance with Artie, and Mike was no one to be seen.
But Santana was there. Just the moment she needed someone.
Santana is amazing. Brittany knows why people dislike her. She's a bitch, she lashes out, she insults everyone. Even Brittany has told her to be nicer a couple of times.
But she's also very caring. She's also amazing.
When Brittany grabbed her hands today and danced with her, Santana's eyes lit up and she smiled a real smile. That's the Santana she likes the most.
She likes that Santana more than Artie.
Which is interesting.
