Chapter 31 - Goofballs

"That was amazing. I've never seen anything like that." Santana said as they got into the car after the show.

"I know right. It was sooooo good. Good dancing, good singing, and good acting. Doesn't get much better than that." Brittany said as she turned the car on. After the car was on she turned her face to look glance at Santana. She started with her eyes scanning down her facial features. Continuing down past her neck to her chest and that amazing dress. Searching down past her upper body all the down to her feet.

"What?" Santana questioned as Brittany looked her over. A slow blush creepy across her cheeks. "Stop looking at me. You're making me nervous." Brittany's eyes made their way back to Santana's. They stared at each other for a few moments.

"You are breathtakingly beautiful." Brittany said in a low voice.

Santana blushed even more if that was possible. She had to break her look on Brittany's eyes and look down at the floorboards of the car. "You're not so bad yourself." She tried to joke but it came off more as a hoarse whisper.

Brittany chuckled at her attempt. "I'm 100% serious Santana. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. And it's so much more than that. Now that I know you I see that you are beautiful inside and out. You take my breath away every single day. I have never felt anything like that in my entire life." Brittany reached her hand out to cup Santana's cheek and turn her face towards the blondes.

"Brittany-" She whispered before Brittany's lips were on hers. Brittany leaned over the center console further so that she could press into Santana's lips harder. She deepened the kiss running her tongue across Santana's bottom lip. The brunette parted her lips slightly. Brittany took Santana bottom lip between hers sucking on it. Santana moaned into Brittany's mouth.

Santana raised her hand to rest on Brittany's shoulder steadying herself. She leaned away from the blonde for a moment trying to catch her breath. "Brittany." She breathed out as she looked over the blondes face. "What going on with you?" She questioned after taking a few deep breaths. The blonde scrunched her face up in confusion. Santana saw her reaction. She brought both of her hands up to Brittany's face cupping her cheeks and rubbing her thumbs gently back and forth across the blondes cheekbones. Brittany soothed into the touch and her face relaxed. "What I mean to say is- oh heck I don't know what I mean. You just seem like you are thinking a lot or that your worried about something. I don't know. It seems like something is bothering you I guess."

Brittany shook her head at Santana. "No." She sighed. "That's not it."

"What is it Brittany?" She knew that Brittany was holding something back from her.

"Well it is." She bowed her head. "I have been thinking a lot lately but its nothing bad. I'm not worried about anything." She paused. "Well there is one thing that I am sort of worried about but-"

"What is it? Just tell me."

"So I was thinking- and I totally understand if your not ready but-" Santana knit her brow together now that Brittany had mentioned her in whatever it was she was going to say. Santana squeezed her cheeks gently to encourage her to continue.

"-move in with me." The blonde blurted slightly nervous about how Santana would react.

The Latina pulled her hands back into her lap and lowered and gaze down to stare at her hands. Shocked at what Brittany had just said. She definitely wasn't expecting that. She thought about it. Out of all of the things Brittany could have been thinking about and worrying about. Wait worrying about. What was she worried about? How I would react probably. But wow. Move in with Brittany. That's really a big deal. And I don't know I-

"Santana say something." Brittany spoke bringing the brunette from her own thoughts. "Say you will move in with me."

Santana didn't look up at Brittany instead she shook her head back and forth. Brittany began to panic. She reached over and took Santana's left hand in her own. She squeezed it and Santana looked up from her lap. "Hey." Brittany said softly. "I love you. You are the most amazing person. I love you with every bone in my body. My whole being. I know that moving in is serious business. I know that. It means that its real. That- that's it basically. I know that I haven't even known you for six months. But time doesn't matter. I know that I want to spend everyday with you. I want to wake up with you next to me everyday. I want to be able to spend as much time with you as possible. I want you to come home from work and crawl into bed with me. I want everything with you. You are it for me Santana. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Santana looked at Brittany blankly. Brittany let out a long sigh feeling defeated and looked away. She turned in her seat facing forward looking out the cars windshield. Her shoulder slumped and she raised her hand to shift the car into reverse. She had failed in her attempt and was turned her attention to the drive back to her parents house.

As her hand connected with the shifter she felt Santana's hand on the back of her own. Her eyes snapped over to Santana. The brunette had a small timid smile on her face. In the dark car, only lit by a nearby street light in the parking lot, Brittany could see tears running down Santana's cheeks.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. Wait why are you crying?" Brittany was seriously confused.

Brittany watched Santana carefully. The brunette sniffled. "I love you so much." She sniffed again trying to stop crying. "I don't know how I got so lucky to find someone like you. But-" Brittany face fell at that last word.

"But?" Brittany repeated.

"I agree with everything you said. I want all of that too." Brittany brightened up slightly.

"So does that mean you will move in with me?" Brittany asked.

"No."

"What?" Brittany said not understanding what was happening.

"I want to live with you but- what if you move in with me. I mean my apartment is bigger than yours. Don't you think that would work be-" Santana couldn't finish her sentence as Brittany had jumped across the center consoles into her seat and engulfed her in the tightest hug. Santana slowly lifted her arms around Brittany back. She tapped her fingers against her back. "Britt I can't breath."

"Sorry." Brittany pulled back to look at the Latina. "I love you." She kissed Santana forehead. "I love you." Her left cheek. "I love you." Her right cheek. "I love you." Her lips. Santana giggled into the kiss.

"I love you too you big goofball." Santana said when Brittany released her lips. "But can we go back to your parents house. It's late and I'm tired."

"Okay." Brittany said shift off of Santana and back into the drivers seat. She put the car in reverse and back out of the parking space. After putting the vehicle into drive and starting down the road Brittany reached over the took Santana's hand in hers holding it firmly during the drive home.


"Santana, sweetie. Wake up. We're back." The brunette stirred and looked around to see where she was. "We're home. Let's go inside." Brittany spoke to her. Santana shook her head trying to rattle the sleep out of her brain.

Brittany had parked the car got out and moved around to the passengers side. She had opened Santana's door and was bent over attempting to wake her up.

The Latina reached up at one of Brittany's arms wrapping her hand around the blondes bicep. "Do you want me to carry you?" She asked in a soft voice.

"No. I-" Santana yawned. "-think I can walk." Her hand slipping tiredly off of Brittany's arm.

"Come on." Brittany slipped her hand between Santana's back and the seat. Her right arm dipping down and sliding underneath Santana's knees. With a tiny grunt Brittany lifted Santana out of her seat. She stood up straight and spun around towards the house. She took a step before shoving the car door shut with her hip. Brittany carried Santana up the walk to the front door.

"Can you wrap your arms around my neck and hold on?" She asked the brunette. Santana nodded into her shoulder before wrapping her arms around Brittany as tightly as she could. Brittany's took her arm from Santana's back and used it to open the front door. Brittany stepped inside and closed the door quickly before replacing her arm around Santana's back.

"You're so strong." Santana giggled sleepily.

"Shhh. Yeah. I know. You gotta be quiet everyone's sleeping." Brittany replied. She made her way to the stairs. Taking them as carefully and quietly as possible. She didn't want to wake anyone and she definitely didn't want to drop Santana. Once she made her way upstairs she let out a sigh of relief. She made her way down the hallway to her room. She pushed open the door and walked over to the bed and set Santana down as gently as possible. She walked back to the door and shut and locked it.

She turned back towards the bed. It was dark so she couldn't see the brunette laying on it but she could sure as hell hear her. Santana was giggling up a storm. "What's so funny?" Brittany whispered not wanting to wake anyone.

"Nothing." Santana giggled.

"Then why are you giggling?" Brittany said as she took off her heels.

"It's just that-" More giggles.

"What?" Brittany asked as she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She walked the few feet over to the bed. She climbed up on the bed feeling around for the Latina as she did so. Santana was lying on her back with her arm covering her eyes trying to catch her breath.

"You're like my-" She tried to suppress her giggling. Brittany crawled to the foot of the bed and began removing Santana's heels. "What are you doing?" The brunette said when she felt Brittany undoing the strap of her right heel. Suddenly aware that the blonde was on the bed with her.

"You can't sleep in these." She said simple as she undid the left heel. "Now what were you saying. I'm like your-?" She pressed. Santana giggled again remembering what she was thinking about only seconds before.

"You're like my own personal superhero. My own Superman. Or I should say Superwoman." She said giggling again.

"And you said I was the goofball." Brittany shook her head back and forth at Santana. Not that she could see it in the dark but still. "Now how about we get you out of this dress." She suggested as she moved to straddle the Latinas sides.

"I like how that sounds." Santana said playfully.

"That's not what I mean. You can't sleep in this dress either. Like how am I suppose to get my cuddle on when your wearing a dress." She explained as she searched around in the dark for Santana's hands. Once she found them and had a hold of them she slowly pulled Santana up until is was in a sitting position. Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck holding herself upright.

With one hand she reached around the pulled down the zipper of the dress. She slid the straps down over Santana's shoulders and eased the dress down until it was pooled in Santana's lap. Brittany leaned forward and Santana moved with her letting her back fall against the bed. Brittany kissed Santana's forehead. "Lift your butt up babe." She instructed and Santana complied with her request. Brittany slid the dress down the brunettes legs and tossed it onto the floor. "Much better." She said as she ran her hands up the outsides off Santana's leg until she reached her waist.

"I thought you said none of that." Santana said sleepily, barely still awake.

"No. No. You're right. I did. I was just admiring your amazing body. No funny business tonight. Just cuddles and sleep. But we need to get under the covers so we don't freeze to death."

Santana scooted up and pulled down the covers while Brittany moved up the side of the bed to nestle in next to Santana. Once there Santana pulled the covers up over their bodies. She turned on her side and Brittany scooted up behind her pressing her chest to Santana's back. Resting her arm over Santana waist as Santana brought her hand down and intertwined her fingers with Brittany's.

"Goodnight babe." Brittany whispered into Santana's hair.

"Goodnight my love." Santana said as she drifted off to sleep. Brittany smiled and kissed the back to Santana's head.


"Good morning mom." Brittany skipped into the kitchen. She skipped over to her mother who was sitting at the table reading the paper. She gave her a kiss on the cheek as she set down a piece of paper on the table and slid it in front of her mother. "Here ya go." She said as she skipped away. She went over to the cabinet and pulled out two coffee mugs filling both with coffee.

"What's this?" Kathy asked looking down at the piece of paper.

"Well what does it look like?" Brittany said leaning against the counter in front of the coffee maker.

"An address." Her mother said a bit confused as to why Brittany was giving her an address.

"Yep." She said smiling happily.

"Okay but why are you giving me an address- that I don't recognize- by the way." She questioned her daughter looking up from the piece of paper over in her daughters direction and raising an eyebrow waiting for some sort of an explanation.

Santana walked into the kitchen all sleepy and disoriented looking. She looked at Kathy and then at Brittany before making a move towards the blonde. Brittany turned and grabbed the mug off the counter and held it out for Santana to take. "Here you go babe. Hot and ready."

"Thanks. How did you know though?" Santana asked wondering how Brittany knew to pour her a cup of coffee and that she would come downstairs soon and it wouldn't get cold.

"Intuition." She shrugged. "I just know that once you realized I wasn't in bed with you anymore you would be up looking for me before long." She winked at Santana. "Pretty good right?"

"Very good. You know me very well." Santana took a sip of her coffee before setting it on the counter. She took a step so that she was in front of Brittany. Bringing her hands up she rested them on Brittany's hips. "Good morning." She said as she leaned in the gave the blonde a kiss.

"Mmm." Brittany hummed. "It is a good morning." She said once Santana took a step back.

"Brittany." Kathy spoke up. "I don't mean to interrupt but are you going to explain this to me." Waving the piece of paper around in the air.

Santana looked at Brittany confused and then looked at the piece of paper trying to figure out if she knew what it was.

Brittany walked across the kitchen towards the table. She pulled out a chair and sat across from her mother. Santana grabbed her coffee cup and followed Brittany sitting down next to her. "Well?" Her mother said.

"It's an address." She smiled at her mother.

"Yes we established that already." Her mother said getting tired of Brittany's little game. She set the paper down on the table in between herself and the girls. Santana looked down at the address and recognize it immediately. Her eyes widen not sure what Brittany intentions were here.

Kathy saw Santana's expression change. "Do you know something about this?" She asked the Latina. Santana shook her head back and forth emphatically.

Brittany laughed. "It's my new address."

"What?" Her mother squeaked out.

"I'm moving."

"What? Where?"

"To that address." Brittany smirked at her mother.

"God Brittany I know that. Explain." Her mother said frustrated.

"Okay calm down." She looked next to her at Santana. The brunette had her head down looking at her lap with intense interest. She reached over and took Santana's hand in hers and place their connected hands up on the table top. "I'm moving in with Santana. That's her address."

"Oh." She nodded. "That explains the look on her face when she saw the address." She chuckled. "Well isn't this lovely. You guys are really serious about this aren't you."

"Very much so." Santana spoke before Brittany could say anything.

"Well then I must say I am very happy for you. I would say we should celebrate tonight but we already are. So if you two don't have anymore surprises I must get started on the New Years Party preparation." Kathy stood up from her chair and looked back and forth between the two. They both shook their heads confirming that they didn't have anything else to share.