Hey guys! Wow it really has been ages since I've updated and I'm sorry! Just really busy and all! Hope you guys don't think I've abandoned my fics! haha.. Anyway, a little fluff for you since the angst is taking a break... :P ENJOY! Comments and reviews are very appreciated! Thanks!
The ray of sunlight that intruded the darkness of her room caused her to slowly open her eyes; squinting at the intensity of the sun outside her bedroom window. What time is it? It's been a long time since she could remember sleeping in or even sleeping at all. It felt good to say the least; it was as if her brain's battery had been replaced with a new one; allowing her to be instantly alert and energized despite just waking up a few minutes ago. She tried to shift and move out of bed but a smile instantly creeps on her lips when she feels the arm around her waist; tugging her back in so she was pressed completely to the warm body next to her. That's why she slept so well.
She turns around on the bed; facing her company who is still sleeping soundly. Another smile crept across her features as she scanned the freckled perfection in front of her. She let her arm slide on the waist of the porcelain flesh as she absentmindedly toyed with her hipbones. God, she's beautiful. It always amazes her how peacefully the blonde looked in her sleep as if the world was a perfect place and there was nothing to worry about. She still couldn't believe it; she's here, on her bed; their bodies closely pressed together as if moulded together. She's forgotten where she ended and where the taller woman began. Every rise and fall of the blonde's chest sends a fluttering feeling in the brunette's heart and it always reminded her of how close she was to losing the one person she's ever truly loved. She promised herself not to let that happen again; this time it will be different.
"You're such a creeper, Santana Lopez." The warm voice rang in her ear as she snapped out of her day dream. Her eyes were met by intense aquamarine orbs; God, how she missed waking up to those eyes.
"I can't help it; I need to make sure it's not a dream—that you're not a dream." She moved her body closer to the source of the warm energy and let her head settle on the crook of the blonde's neck; inhaling her sweet honey scent. She placed an affectionate kiss on the dip of her collarbone and it earned her a loving squeeze on her side.
"You're a sweet creeper. I missed you a lot, San." She said it in that adorable way as she pulled the brunette's face up so that they were at eye level. "I missed waking up next to you."
Santana shifted so that their foreheads were pressed together and she let the blonde's word linger in her ears as she felt her warm sweet breath on her skin. "I missed this, a lot." She simply replies as she closes the gap between them; pulling the taller woman into a sweet, passionate kiss that could only explain her feelings. Santana's never been good with words but she's always been a great kisser.
"So Lopez, I'll accept your thank you card in the form of a cheque or a new 3D TV." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded like a smug little bulldog, Quinn Fabray.
Santana rolled her eyes exaggeratedly as she pranced around her apartment in her underwear and an oversized basketball jersey. "I see word travels fast," she looks at the figure lying on her couch watching TV before returning back to her conversation with Quinn and making pancakes, "Why do I need to thank you?"
"Because, Sandbags, you guys totally got it on at my party which lead to her now probably chilling around in your apartment barely clothed." Quinn reasoned; chuckling slightly at the use of Santana's high school nick name from Sue Sylvester.
"Fabgay, calling me Sandbags isn't going to gain you a 3D TV. Besides, what happened was meant to happen, and it wasn't due to your lame excuse for a party." She joked; everything seems like they're back to normal. She was back to her sharp tongued humour with Quinn.
"Nice to have you back, Lezpez. Do me a favour and call me when you're ready to thank me, properly. Until then, enjoy getting laid." Quinn shot back playfully.
"It was nice talking to you to Fabgay." She replied in a sing song voice before putting the phone down and returning her full attention to the pancakes.
She placed the pancakes and bacon on a plate and proceeded to walk towards the giggling figure on the couch. The familiar sound of a kids' television programme blared through her home cinema and she couldn't help but feel happy at the familiarity of the situation. When Brittany left, the living room became her home; it's where she slept, ate, drank and sulked. She should really hate this room as it contained all the shitty memories of the past few months but seeing the blonde lying on the couch laughing adorably; she completely forgot about those times. Instead, they were replaced with all the memories of her and Brittany fooling around, tickling each other, watching movies, cuddling; just being them. She almost couldn't believe that it was only last night that they decided to give it another go; it feels like they're totally back to the way they used to be before his death.
That's right. Santana still hasn't forgotten about him but she's accepted his departure. She's not ready to talk about him per se but he will always be remembered and knowing him, he would have scolded the brunette for the way she treated Brittany before. Now it's all in the past and she's done grieving; she's ready to move on.
Sensing another person in the room, Brittany sat up from the couch to see the brunette holding a plate of pancakes and bacon but more importantly, she was wearing her oversized basketball jersey which left little to the imagination. She smiled devilishly, cocking her eyebrows at the same time.
"What?" Santana asked, confused by her girlfriend's—wow, it's great to say that again— reaction. "What did I do?"
Brittany let out a small chuckle at the brunette's adorable reaction, "Nothing babe, come sit. I'm totally starving!"
The shorter woman sat herself beside the blonde, as Brittany automatically swung her legs across Santana's lap, so she was effectively sitting on her girlfriend's lap. Brittany was also not wearing much, from what Santana can judge. Those shorts aren't even supposed to be legal; it also made her smile that the blonde did leave some of her clothes behind. Whether it was because she was anticipating this, she doesn't know but that's out the question.
"You're really that hungry, Britt?" Santana smiled at her girlfriend's adorableness.
Brittany flashed a devilish smile that was instantly recognized by the brunette and she cocked her eyebrows in disbelief and well, agreement.
"Maybe we should skip breakfast then?" Santana chimed as she set the pancakes on the table and pretty much jumped on the blue eyed woman.
"We can have pancakes for desert!" Brittany chuckled as she closed the gap between her and Santana with a searing kiss.
"Seriously, Britt, you can just stay over tonight." Santana stated as she sat up in bed, the sheets loosely hung on her; her hair dishevelled, lips swollen as she watched the blonde woman stand abandon the space beside her, standing up to reveal her fully exposed body and it made Santana want to pull her back into bed. "Just, stay?"
Brittany started putting her clothes on; finding them was a bit of a challenge as the room looked like a bomb site from their activities earlier. Turns out, they'd spend the whole day in bed. She gave Santana and apologetic smile as she put her shirt on. The Latina looked like a sad puppy with her mocha orbs radiating sadness. "I'm sorry baby, but I have work tomorrow and it's closer to my apartment. I'll see you after work though?"
Santana watched as the imperial form sauntered back to the bed; still half dressed, and lay beside the brunette, snuggling close to the olive skinned beauty. Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany, not wanting this moment to end as she rested her cheek on top of the blonde hair. "I know, I know. I'm sorry if I sound too needy. I understand we should take things slow."
Brittany smiled against the warm skin and planted a soft kiss on the Latina's collarbone. "Thanks baby." She muttered as she drew circles on the toned arms, "You know it's hard for me to leave, with you being all naked and sexy under these covers."
"You are such a tease Brittany S. Pierce!" Santana's eyes shot a playful disbelieving look. "You are not going anywhere after that!" she stated as she flipped their positions so rapidly, the blonde couldn't have done anything to avoid it. Now, the naked brunette was straddling the half naked blonde.
"One hour more?" Brittany playfully offers as she let her hormones get the better of her. Damn it, I forgot how much fun this was, she thought as she felt the soft kisses tingle on her warm skin.
"I knew you'd give in." Santana smirked against the creamy skin; she was once again, victorious.
Okay, so guys I hope you like the fluff! It's not my usual writing style as you know I love angst ahah..but let me know what you think! x