Thanks again for reading and reviewing, yay :) This is just kind of a sleepy!Quinn filler chapter, next chapter will be more eventful I promise haha :)
Quinn was searching through her purse after failing to find any sort of pain killers on her dresser or anywhere else nearby. Santana was sitting on Quinn's bed leaning back on her hands watching her as she practically threw her purse back on her desk and walked over to her closet and unzipped the pocket on her overnight bag, "Oh my god!" She said loudly with a huff and kicked it back into the floor of her closet and turned around. Santana looked at her for a moment with an amused look on her face before she held out her hand.
She shook the small bottle in her hand and raised an eyebrow at Quinn who pursed her lips, "Looking for these?" She asked with a playful smirk.
"Where did you find those?" Quinn asked irritated as she finally charged over to Santana and ripped the bottle from her hands, "And why did you just sit there and watch me look for them?" She continued with a still angry tone as she opened the bottle.
"They're mine, calm down, princess." Santana finally said and Quinn rolled her eyes as she handed the bottle back to her and walked over to her mini fridge. She opened it and grabbed a small bottle of water and took a small drink before throwing back the pills and taking another longer drink. She put the lid back on and put it back in the fridge before she turned around. Santana was still watching her with a small smirk on her face.
"What?" Quinn asked, furrowing her brow.
Santana continued looking at her for a moment before she shook her head and stood up, "Nothing." She stood at the edge of Quinn's bed and held out her arm and waved it towards the bed like she was showing off a prize on a game show. Quinn raised an eyebrow, "What? Don't you wanna lie down?" Santana asked seriously.
"What are you gonna do?" Quinn asked as she slowly started walking towards the bed.
Santana shrugged, "Do you care if I use your laptop?" She asked as she pulled back the covers on the bed. Quinn watched her curiously.
"No," She said as she kicked off her shoes, "Just don't look through my stuff." She added looking up at Santana with a grin. Quinn quickly pulled off her skirt and put on her sweatpants laying on the floor by her bed before sitting down on it.
"Not making any promises." Santana said with a smirk as Quinn got situated in bed. Quinn rolled her eyes and Santana pulled up the covers over her.
"I'm not seven I can get ready for a nap alone." Quinn said with a small smile as Santana finished fixing the blankets over Quinn and stood up right next to the bed.
Santana rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over chest, "God, I try to be nice and you bitch at me. I be myself and you bitch at me. Can't win."
Quinn rolled her eyes again, playfully this time, "Sorry, thank you." She said trying to sound sincere.
Santana scoffed, "You're welcome." She said in the same strained tone.
Quinn watched her as she walked over to her desk and opened the laptop, "Do you want me to wake you up at a certain time or…?" Santana asked distractedly as she looked for the power button.
Quinn looked at her phone and saw it was about 5:30. She sighed, "I don't know, like seven I guess…or sooner if you wanna, I don't care." She mumbled as she turned over onto her stomach and shoved her face in the pillow.
Santana snorted, "'Kay well, sleep tight."
Quinn mumbled a response and before either of them knew it she was out like a light.
Quinn woke up with a startle when her phone started ringing in her ear from under the pillow. She sat up quickly and held one eye open as she searched the room for nothing in particular before her eyes landed on Santana sitting in the chair at her desk. She had earphones in and was distracted by something on the screen, oblivious to what was going on. Quinn finally got herself together and grabbed her phone looking at the screen. She didn't recognize the number so she just threw it back down on her pillow for the last few seconds before it went to voicemail.
She groaned and rubbed at her eyes carefully so as not to mess up her eye makeup more than it probably already was. She tried to see what Santana was doing; it looked like she was watching a TV show or something. When she couldn't figure out what exactly it was, she grabbed her phone again, seeing it was about 7:15 and shot a glare at a still oblivious Santana for not waking her when she said to. Whoever called apparently didn't leave a voicemail and she rolled her eyes at whoever it was for disturbing her for no reason.
She threw the covers off of herself and stood up. She stretched her arms over her head and let out a little squeak before she relaxed and turned to walk over to Santana. She stopped behind Santana's chair and leaned over so her face was next to hers, pulling an earphone out gently causing Santana to jump slightly at the sudden disruption. She leaned back slightly to look at Quinn when she asked, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
Santana furrowed her brow before looking at her phone and pushing the home button, lighting up the screen. She snorted when she saw the time, "Oops." She said simply with a grin playing on her lips. Quinn scoffed before she straightened up and brought her hands to rest on Santana's shoulders.
"What are you watching?" Quinn asked curiously, patting Santana's shoulder in rhythm with each word.
Santana hit the escape button on the keyboard as she shook her shoulders to get Quinn to stop and stood up backing the chair into Quinn so she had to step back. Quinn moved around the chair with a huff and watched as Santana exited out of the browser and shut the laptop down, "I was just rewatching Two Broke Girls, Berry wouldn't shut up when it was first on." She said turning towards Quinn, rolling her eyes.
Quinn nodded absently, "You could've finished it."
Santana shrugged, "It was almost over, I remember that part."
They stood there looking at each other for a moment before Quinn broke out into a huge yawn and leaned forward resting her forehead on Santana's shoulder.
Santana grabbed Quinn by the shoulders pushing her back with a small laugh and a curious look before she moved passed her and towards the bed. Quinn furrowed her brow and turned around to look at her and blindly reached behind her to swivel the chair around to sit down, "What was that?" Quinn asked.
"What was what?" Santana asked distractedly, looking at her phone with a slight scowl. She looked back up to Quinn who was staring at her blankly and she chuckled, "Okay so, are we gonna go do something or stay here. You don't look like you're in any mood to go anywhere."
Quinn blinked her eyes rapidly before responding, "Um…well, what is there to do here?" She asked.
Santana looked like she was thinking for a moment before she wiggled her eyebrows up and down giving Quinn a suggestive look. Quinn snorted, "Nothing sexual." She mumbled as she swiveled around grabbing her laptop and maneuvering the charger around so it would reach her bed. She stood up and walked over to the bed with the laptop and the end of the charger in her hands as she hiked a leg over Santana and stopped briefly to set both items down next to Santana's feet.
"Nothing sexual, huh?" Santana muttered quietly from beneath Quinn keeping her hands folded across her own stomach.
"That's what I said." Quinn responded quickly making sure the charger was staying in place before she turned around and noticed she was still straddling Santana while she was doing so. Instead of thinking or overreacting she just pulled her other leg onto the bed and sat next to Santana as she reached slightly for her laptop, pulling it open and turning it on.
"Just making sure." Santana said quietly and Quinn was very aware of her eyes watching her. God, why is this happening? Quinn wondered to herself. Sure she wanted to take things with Santana to a different level than they were currently at but she didn't really want to do it sexually just yet. That's the whole reason this started, she didn't want it to be the reason it kept going. Also she wasn't sure if she was quite ready for a sober rendezvous just yet.
"I'm being serious." She muttered making eye contact with Santana briefly before logging into Netflix, "Any requests?" She asked, speaking up a bit now.
"Can we just watch porn instead?" Santana asked and Quinn's eyes widened comically as she turned quickly towards Santana, "What? That's watching people be sexual, not us doing anything sexual." She stated with a serious tone and Quinn jaw dropped slightly.
"We are not watching porn, Santana!" Quinn hissed quickly before turning her attention back to the computer screen.
"Chill, I was just kidding," Santana said sitting up and resting a hand behind Quinn leaning in closer to the computer and smacking Quinn's hand away with her other hand, taking over the scrolling duties. Quinn sighed and rested her hands in her lap.
She watched her out of the corner of her eye, after a few moments she saw Santana's expression brighten when she ran across Mean Girls, "We should totally watch this!" She said excitedly.
Quinn rolled her eyes, "You've seen it like nine million times." Quinn said tiredly, already knowing she wasn't going to win this argument.
"Because it's only the greatest movie in existence, pleeeease?" She asked turning towards Quinn with an exaggerated pouty face that made Quinn roll her eyes again.
"Whatever." She said as she grabbed a pillow that was smashed against the wall and put it behind her, lying down. Santana got the movie ready and started to lie back before she hesitated.
"Should we sit up and have it between us, it might be uncomfortable lying down…" She said slowly looking down at Quinn.
Quinn looked at her for a moment, "Two minutes ago you were ready to rip my clothes off and now you're concerned about the situation?" She asked slightly amused.
Santana scoffed, "I wasn't ready to rip your clothes off, I was just making a suggestion. And how you received said suggestion is making me ask this question so I know you're comfortable and not being weird the whole time. I would be more than okay having you lay all up on me while we watch this but I know you'd be uncomfortable with that and then proceed to being your weird prudey self."
Quinn scoffed, "You're so thoughtful." She said annoyed before she grabbed the back of Santana's shirt and pulled her down next to her. Santana sighed and sat back up grabbing the other pillows and piling them behind her before she lay back down. She put the laptop so it was resting on Quinn's right thigh and her left thigh.
"This okay?" She asked as she hit play and shimmied a little bit closer into Quinn and shifting herself on the pillows to make herself more comfortable after grabbing Dexter off the night stand and settling him against her other side.
Quinn side-eyed her momentarily, "Yeah." She said quietly before she slightly adjusted herself as well.
Quinn was half asleep throughout the whole movie after about half hour in and when it was over she found herself resting her head on Santana's shoulder, "Are you awake?" Santana asked quietly pulling the laptop over to her own lap.
"Barely." Quinn mumbled turning to her side slightly and burying her face into Santana's shoulder.
She felt more than heard Santana chuckle, "Do you wanna watch another or…" She trailed off, "It's only nine, I know you don't usually go to bed until later so…" Santana commented absently as she moved her finger slowly across the track pad watching the arrow move across the screen, "But you're acting like you're ready to pass out now." She added quietly.
"I think you drugged me." Quinn mumbled into Santana's shoulder, "Are you sure those were Aleve?" She asked turning her face away from Santana's body so she could speak easier.
Santana snorted, "I didn't drug you." She said quietly.
Quinn threw her left arm over Santana's torso and turned into her more before mumbling again, "You can watch another one if you wanna." She thought she felt Santana take a deeper breath than she had been doing previously when she put her arm over her but she wasn't sure it wasn't just her brain going insane from whatever she was sure wasn't just two Aleve, "And are you sure?" She asked again.
Santana snorted again, "I think you just need a good night's sleep." She started to sit up, "I'll sit at the desk and watch one so I don't bother you."
Quinn didn't budge, if anything she was holding Santana down, "You're fine…and comfy." She muttered feeling Santana relax back into the bed after she sighed.
"Maybe you are high on something. Damn that was probably the bottle I was using to store my illegally purchased prescription drugs I use." She said with a serious tone and Quinn shot up off of Santana and turned to look back down at her with a shocked look on her face.
"What?" She asked loudly.
"I'm kidding! Damn, Q. You have no sense of humor or sarcasm when you're half asleep." Santana said between laughs at Quinn, "Just go to sleep." Santana said finally settling down.
Quinn sighed and laid back down with a huff, turning to her other side away from Santana, "Goodnight, and please don't stay up all night because I'm probably gonna wake up early and I don't wanna wait all day for you to wake up." She muttered sleepily.
"I'll go to bed after I watch this and if I'm not up by like…eleven, then you can wake me up in whichever way you deem acceptable." She said and by the tone of her voice Quinn could probably tell what look was on her face. She internally rolled her eyes, deeming it took too much energy to physically do so.
"Whatever, 'night." She mumbled into her pillow.
"Goodnight." She heard Santana say before she quickly drifted off to sleep again.