A/N: In this story, Rachel is only vegetarian
Santana sighed as she woke up. It'd been close to two months since she was kicked out of her house by her mom. She loved living with Rachel and the Berry's had been super great to her, but she missed the house she'd grown up in. It was her home. It was her.
There were perks to living with her girlfriend though. When Leroy and Hiram would go to sleep, Rachel would sneak over to Santana's room through their adjoining bathroom and slip into her bed. Santana always welcomed her surprise vistor with open arms and a loving smile. They'd stay in Santana's bed until her phone alarm would go off. Rachel would softly kiss Santana before going to begin her morning routine. Santana would sleep for an extra thirty minutes before getting up for school. They'd almost been caught a couple of times, but Rachel had quickly snuck back to her room.
It was the same every morning, and this one was no different. Rachel went to her routine and Santana went back to her dreams. Soon, she had to get up and in twenty minutes she was downstairs, sitting at the bar, and eating cereal. "Morning." she said when Leroy came downstairs. Hiram was at a business conference in Florida.
"Good morning Santana." he said, accepting the cup of coffee the Latina was offering him. They'd discovered that Santana was far better at making coffee than Rachel - or anyone in the Berry family, for that matter - was and she'd grown accustomed to making coffee for the Berry men every morning. "How did you sleep?"
"Pretty good." she said, smiling at him over her spoon. He nodded and Rachel came downstairs, showered and dressed. Santana looked over and shot her a sweet smile as she took in her outfit for the day. Still afraid that she would be slushied, Rachel had chosen to wear one of her incredibly short skirts, a button down white Oxford shirt, and a navy sweater (not argyle. Santana refused to be seen with her wearing argyle) over the shirt. She'd straightened her hair and placed a red and navy headband in her hair. She was wearing makeup. It was more than she used to wear, but not as much as Santana wore, and she was wearing the necklace Santana had given her for their one month anniversary around her neck. "Morning Rach." Santana said as Rachel wrapped her arms around her shoulders and hugged her.
"Morning Tana." she said, kissing the Latina's temple. "Morning Daddy." she said, hugging Leroy.
"Good morning sweetie." he said, kissing the top of her head. She walked over and and began preparing her favorite breakfast of granola and berries.
"Rach." Santana spoke up. Rachel looked over at her and Santana pointed at the spot next to her. On the place mat was a bowl of granola and berries with a glass of orange juice. Rachel smiled and put away what she'd gotten out.
"Thank you." she said, kissing the Latina's cheek as she sat down next to her.
"No problem." she said, sipping her own juice.
"So Rachel how did you sleep?" Leroy asked casually. Rachel smiled.
"Pretty well." He nodded.
"I went into your bedroom this morning to return your jacket you'd left downstairs and noticed you weren't in your room." he commented.
"I was probably in the bathroom." Rachel lied. He raised an eyebrow.
"Huh... Because your bathroom door was open. As was the one leading into your room, Santana." The Latina bit her lip. "I thought we set rules when Santana moved in. No sleeping in each other's beds." he scolded. Rachel and Santana looked down.
"Sorry Leroy." Santana said. He sighed.
"We didn't do anything other than sleep, Daddy. Honest." Rachel offered. He nodded.
"I trust you two. How about this... As long as both bathroom doors stay open, both bedroom doors stay unlocked, and clothes stay on," Rachel and Santana blushed. "You may sleep in the same bed." The two teenagers smiled. "The only reason I can justify doing this is because you can't get each other pregnant and I trust you two wouldn't do anything when Hiram and I are just down the hall." he said.
"Thank you Daddy!" Rachel said. He sighed.
"You two aren't having sex are you?"
"Daddy!" Santana blushed.
"No, we aren't, sir." she said. It was technically the truth. They hadn't had sex since their one month anniversary. Santana had never truly been in love. She'd never been nervous during sex and Rachel was still new at it, so they were taking things slow. It was actually Santana's idea. Their relationship had happened pretty fast and she wanted Rachel to have everything she deserved, including all the cheesy romantic stuff that came with dating. He smiled.
"Good to know. Have a good day at school!" he said, leaving for work.
"Well that was mortifying." Rachel said. Santana giggled and wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's shoulders, leaning in to press a wet kiss to her cheek. "Ew. You got milk on my cheek." she said. Santana bit her lip to stop from smiling.
"Sorry." she said, using her napkin to wipe the liquid off. "Come on, let's get to school."
"Rach!" The diva in question turned around to see her girlfriend chasing after her.
"Hi Tana." she said, smiling. Santana kissed her softly and walked with her to the choir room.
"Santana." The Latina looked up.
"Mom." she whispered. Rachel bit her lip and backed up.
"I'll come back." she said, smiling as she walked out.
"No, wait." Santana said. Rachel shook her head and smiled softly before leaving the room. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you. Its been awhile." her mother said.
"You kicked me out two months ago." she replied softly. Her mother nodded. "I'm still gay Mom."
"I know. I talked to Leroy Berry this morning. I called to ask if you were doing alright and if he would accept some money. He politely refused but told me you were doing okay. He said you were a wonderful girl and that we did an amazing job raising you. Santi... I want you to come home. I want to fix things."
"I can't do that Mom. But if you're serious about fixing things, I am willing to let you back into my life." Santana said. She nodded. "But I can't move back home. I can't take it if you were to kick me out again. I need to stay where I am."
"I understand. Your father and I would like to take you and Rachel to dinner tonight." Santana nodded.
"That sounds great. I'll tell Rachel. Can Leroy come? Rachel's other dad is out of town, so he'd be all alone." she explained.
"Of course. Breadstix at seven?" Santana smiled and nodded. "See you then." she said, walking out of the choir room. Rachel soon walked in.
"Were you eavesdropping?" Santana asked. Rachel grinned.
"I heard every word." she said. Santana smiled and hugged the diva. "I'm so happy for you and I can't wait for tonight." she whispered, kissing the Latina.