Dandelions

It started with a dandelion at her locker. Her first reaction was to freak out because there was a foreign object inside of her locker, until she saw the paper under it with the now familiar handwriting.

Happiness

I saw it on my way this morning and I loved it.

Thought you would too.

-Santana

She smiled, completely forgetting that her girlfriend broke into her locker without any kind of permission and in an unknown way. She met Santana later and when she was about to thank her for the gesture, Santana kissed her and they just ended up in the janitor's closet making out and completely missing a class.

Then it was a little note inside of Rachel's English notebook.

I won't be able to see you tonight, I have practice but I'm gonna miss you.

See you tomorrow morning. I'll probably end up tired and pass out when I get home.

Have a great night.

-Santana.

Rachel just smiled and put the note inside of her pocket.

It didn't stop happening. She found a lot of little notes telling her whatever, sometimes were just her thoughts, like what she would like to eat later that week, or where she would like them to go; but there was always a note, some days accompanied by little things like candies or a wristband, and dandelions, Santana loved them too much.

They've been dating for almost six months now and she never, ever thought Santana would be this type of person. Rachel had come to learn that Santana was a closed person, in the way that they never had deep conversations. However, they enjoyed being with each other and that was enough for Rachel. Except in those little notes, for example all the times she wrote that she'll miss her. Rachel had never heard Santana said those words to her, only read them in her handwriting which she appreciated just as much.

Santana never mentioned those notes either and after the third time Rachel tried to bring them up and Santana just shut her up with a kiss or talking about whatever random thing interrupting her, Rachel gave up completely and just let her be, because she didn't want her to stop. Those notes were usually the highlight of her days and they never failed to make her smile.

Rachel was thinking about all of that while lying on Santana's bed, the day of their sixth anniversary, looking at the ceiling, her eyes heavy and listening to her girlfriend chatter about the way she trolled Jacob Ben Israel this morning. She smiled, not really listening because she didn't care about the boy, but she was enjoying the way Santana was playing with her fingers. She looked towards her girlfriend, who was lying on her stomach, her feet hanging on the air and looking directly at her face with a smirk on her face. Rachel shook her head slightly. Santana sometimes enjoyed being a bitch too much.

"Santana" Rachel said, dragging her words. Santana stopped and looked at her expectantly. "It's our anniversary, stop talking about Jacob"

Santana chuckled. "I'm sorry but that was just too hilarious."

Rachel smiled and saw the way Santana's smirk turned into a scowl. She looked away from Rachel. "Am I boring you? I mean, I should have probably planned something for us to do but-"

Rachel stopped her with her fingers on her lips. "Nonsense. I'm fine I just don't want you talking about that… human being" Rachel said scrunching up her face. Santana looked at her and smiled, pulling herself up and straddling Rachel's thighs, her hands taking Rachel's both hands and pulling them up her head, leaning down for a kiss. Rachel sighed, closing her eyes and kissing her back.

It didn't matter that Santana hardly said what she felt, all those things Rachel wanted to hear Santana would let them show with her little kisses and her furtive touches. Even in those little notes that most of the time only had meaningless words. It made Rachel knew she was constantly on Santana's mind. It made her feel that Santana cared for her. It made her feel that Santana loved her.

Rachel smiled looking up into shiny dark eyes, feeling so happy. Happiness. The dandelions Santana loved so much. Santana smiled and kissed her nose gently, resting her forehead over Rachel's.

"It's still early, we can always go see a movie or whatever" Santana said, pecking her on the lips. Rachel just looked into her eyes, without being able to wipe the smile off her face. "What?"

"It's alright if I say that I love you?" Rachel whispered. Santana pulled slightly away and Rachel frowned worrying for a moment. Santana was looking into her eyes so intensely, Rachel was starting to wish she hadn't said anything. "I-I'm—"

Santana cut her off with a kiss. Rachel sighed with relief, smiling. This was it, it was totally okay. Santana loved her too. She didn't need her to say it back with words, this was enough. She would give Santana time to feel comfortable enough to tell her what she felt; but for now it was enough with the kisses, the notes and dandelions.