The weekend. Brittany was grateful for the weekend. She hated class. And school. And although she loved being on the Cheerios, practice was hell. The weekend was time to relax. And to not have to worry about anything. And this weekend, Brittany really needed to relax. During practice the day before, the squad was rehearsing a stunt, when it went wrong, and it caused Brittany to fall, injuring her shoulder.
It was a cool spring day, and the Cheerios were on the football field, practising yet another gruelling routine. Coach Sylvester kept barking orders at her squad. Orders that made the girls resent her even more than they already did. They were getting tired. But Brittany kept going, pushing through it. She was given the big part of the routine. The star of the stunt. The biggest honour.
"How's it going Bee?" Santana asked Brittany, as they had a rare quick mid-practise break. "Good," Brittany replied breathily, "You?" Santana took a drink from her water bottle, "Ditto. This routine, it's totally winning us the title for sure." Brittany nodded, "Yup..." But Brittany was cut off by Coach Sylvester again barking more orders at them. Brittany and Santana exchanged sarcastic glances, before re-joining the rest of the squad on the field.
Practice went on. But although the squad had completed the routine perfectly, Coach Sylvester still was not satisfied. She kept drilling them. It began to get late, and practise wasn't over just yet. Coach Sylvester made them do the routine over and over and over again. In the routine, Brittany got to do an aerial stunt. A flip, landing into the arms of two fellow Cheerios.
The start of the flip was Santana and another girl throwing Brittany up into the air, so that she could flip, and then land into the awaiting arms of her fellow Cheerios. This particular time, the start of the stunt was executed perfectly. Brittany flew through the air with ease. And the two girls stood ready to catch her. But one of them didn't quite brace herself properly, and as Brittany landed in their arms, the one girl slipped, causing the duo to fall, and drop Brittany on the ground.
Coach Sylvester was livid at the two girls for dropping the star of the routine. While she berated the two girls, the rest of the squad helped Santana get Brittany into her car. Before they took off, Santana called Brittany's mum, to tell her what had happened and where they were going. "How are you feeling Bee?" Santana asked as she drove towards the hospital. "It hurts when I move my shoulder," Brittany sniffled.
Santana reached out with her spare hand, and grasped Brittany's hand, "You'll be okay. Your mum is going to meet you at home, she couldn't get out of work." Brittany nodded, "Thanks San. So much." "Anything for my best," Santana smiled, "Wait there, I'll help you out," she said as they pulled into the hospital car park.
While Brittany was in seeing the doctor, Santana filled out the paperwork for the hospital. Santana handed back the paperwork, and sat back down. She waited for what seemed like an eternity, when finally, Brittany emerged with the doctor. "My friend is over there," Brittany pointed to Santana with the arm that wasn't sore. The doctor smiled, and nodded, then went to get his next patient.
"What did he say?" Santana asked Brittany as she walked towards her. "It's really badly sprained because I landed on it funny. I should go see a misogynist he said." Santana chuckled on the inside, "We'll remind your mum to get onto that for you," she said to Brittany as they walked to the car.
"You gonna be okay till your mum gets home?" Santana asked Brittany as she helped her change out of her uniform. "I'm okay. Just sore," Brittany pouted. Santana smiled sympathetically as she got a shirt and pants out of Brittany's wardrobe, and when she turned back around, she smiled to herself. Brittany was stood there, in her underwear, somewhat helpless, and was attempting to brush her hair.
"Wait up gorgeous," Santana shook her head, taking the hairbrush from Brittany's hand, and helped her change. "Sit down," Santana gestured to the chair by the dresser. Brittany sat down, "Thanks for this San. You're my best friend." "And you're mine," said Santana as she brushed Brittany's hair, "Are you still up for movie night tomorrow?" "Yeah, I'll need the distraction from my shoulder," Brittany smiled.
"Cool, I'll be over at about five," Santana pulled Brittany's hair into a ponytail, so that it was all out of her face. "Thanks," Brittany said, standing up, "And awesome!" Santana grinned, "Sweet, see you then. I've got to get home for dinner." "Okay," Brittany replied. Santana hugged Brittany, then gave her a kiss on the cheek before leaving.
Brittany sat in the spa, absorbing the heat. It helped relax her shoulder. Brittany's mum had gone away for the weekend on business, and she texted Santana to let herself in when she got there. Her shoulder had been giving her hell. Brittany couldn't really lift it above her head.
"Hey Britt Britt," Santana said as she walked into the bathroom, already in her bikini. Brittany looked up and smiled, "Hey! Sorry I wasn't at the door, but the spa is helping." "It's fine," Santana chuckled as she slid into the spa, "When are you going to see the massage therapist?" "Not until Wednesday," Brittany sighed, "They're really busy."
After sitting in the spa for awhile, chatting about anything and everything, Santana asked, "How's the shoulder now?" Brittany sighed, "Still pretty sore, but it's better than yesterday," she said as she attempted to rub her shoulder with her other arm. "Come here," Santana motioned. Brittany smiled, and moved so she was sat between Santana's legs. Santana made sure Brittany was sat up straight, and then began gently massaging Brittany's shoulders.
"Mmm, that feels good," Brittany closed her eyes as she relaxed even more. "It's helping?" quizzed Santana. Brittany just nodded her head in response, and smiled. "Good good," Santana said as she continued the massage. Brittany's hands were at her side, and as she relaxed further and further, they made their way to Santana's legs. Brittany sat there, fingers slightly caressing the skin there.
Santana's hands moved down, so they were stroking Brittany's belly. "How are you feeling now?" Santana whispered as she kissed the skin on Brittany's neck, just behind her ear. Brittany took a slow breath, "Pretty amazing. You're the best..." she trailed off as Santana began kissing up and down the side of Brittany's neck.
Brittany had completely forgotten about the pain in her shoulder. She was now sat across Santana's lap, one hand tangled in her hair, the other on her side. As their lips were embraced in a firm kiss, Santana held Brittany close to her body with one arm, the other arm was slowly stroking up and down Brittany's side. But it then slowly inched upwards, sneaking under the material of Brittany's bikini top, and gently played with the soft breast that it held. Brittany's hand gripped at Santana a bit tighter, and Santana smirked. "That feels nice," Brittany mumbled onto Santana's lips, flicking her tongue against them. "You feel nice," Santana said slowly, nipping at Brittany's tongue. Brittany giggled, parting Santana's lips with her tongue, where it was greeted by Santana's tongue, massaging it back.
Brittany lifted her hand up, brushing away Santana's hair from her neck, and pressed her lips across Santana's cheek, and down her neck, stopping at her pulse point. She could feel Santana's pulse racing a little, and grinned, then sucked away at the skin there. Santana's hand dropped from Brittany's breast, "Geez Britt Britt," she said as Brittany's teeth grazed at the skin on her neck, "So forward.
Brittany lifted her head up, so her and Santana were nose to nose, "What, didn't you like it?" she cheekily pouted. Santana brushed away all the hair from Brittany's face, "No, I loved it cheeky," she smiled, gently kissing Brittany. "Ohh, good," Brittany said, resting her head on Santana's shoulder, and nuzzling her neck.
Santana dropped her head, softly resting it atop of Brittany's, "What did you want to do now?" Santana asked, hugging Brittany. "We could make dinner. I'm kind of hungry." Santana smiled, "Of course, come on," she said as her and Brittany got out of the spa.
"So what are we going to have?" Santana asked Brittany as she peered over her shoulder. Brittany kept rustling through the pantry, "I don't know, see anything you want?" "Hmm," Santana mused as she looked into the pantry and wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist, "We could have pasta," she said as she spied a jar of pasta sauce. Brittany tilted her head back, smiling, "Sounds good," she said as she pecked Santana on the cheek, and started getting the right ingredients out for pasta.
While Brittany cooked the pasta, Santana supervised while she prepared the sauce. "Here, try this," Santana handed Brittany the wooden spoon from the pot of sauce, "I added some bits and pieces to it, just to be a bit different." Brittany smiled, and turned away from the pot of pasta, and took the spoon from Santana, "Mmm! That's really good!" she passed the spoon back to Santana, who giggled. Brittany looked at Santana, a puzzled expression on her face. Santana smiled, and pointed to her nose. Brittany had some sauce on her nose, and was oblivious to the fact she did. "Here," Santana took a step forward, and wiped the sauce from Brittany's nose with a tea towel. "Ohh! Oops!" Brittany laughed.
Santana dished up the pasta and sauce, while Brittany got them some drinks. The two girls decided to sit at the kitchen bench to eat. "Good?" Santana asked, watching Brittany mouth her first fork of pasta. Brittany nodded, and swallowed the food, "It's yummy!" Santana smiled, and started eating. "Anything you wanted to do after dinner?" Brittany asked, taking a sip of her drink.
"Hmmm..." Santana thought for a moment, "How about we lay down and watch movies? With popcorn." "Ooh yeah! Lets do that!" Brittany grinned. "Awesome," Santana smiled. She saw Brittany's hand resting on the bench, so while they finished eating, she linked her fingers in Brittany's, holding her hand until they had both finished their pasta.
"Who wants popcorn?" Santana asked as she walked into Brittany's room with a bowl full. Brittany giggled, "Me please!" Santana hopped on the bed by Brittany, and rested the bowl of popcorn in her lap. Brittany shuffled even closer to Santana, and Santana put an arm around Brittany, "So, what are we watching?" Brittany took some popcorn, "I put in St Trinians." Santana kissed Brittany's cheek before having some popcorn, "Great choice!" "Thanks," Brittany replied, slightly turning on her side, snuggling up to Santana.
When the movie was almost over, and the St Trinians theme was playing, Brittany couldn't help but get up and dance. And she dragged Santana up on her feet too. Not that she needed convincing. The two girls danced about, laughing and cheering. The song ended, and the credits began to roll.
Santana pulled Brittany into a hug, "God, I love you." Santana did love Brittany. A lot. And at times like this, she could truly show it, and say it. She held Brittany, nervously waiting for Brittany's response. "I love you too, Santana," Brittany said, gazing up into Santana's eyes. The look in Brittany's eyes. Only a fool wouldn't be able to see the passion and love Brittany had for Santana. And it got to Santana. It was like... It was like Brittany knew that even though she could say it there, it wasn't going to happen to the world, just yet.
Santana blinked back the tears, "Thank you. You know, for..." Santana looked down in a weak attempt to hide the tears that began creeping down her face. Brittany held Santana as close to her body as she could, "I know Santana," Brittany lifted her head up with her hand, "I love you," she wiped away Santana's tears, "And I'll do anything for you. I'll wait. I don't know why you can't. But I love you. Nothing is going to change that. Ever."
Santana smiled through the tears. She always wondered how Brittany couldn't grasp any information in any of her classes, but when it came to matters of the heart, she was so deep, smart, and got it, completely.
"How do I deserve you?" Santana sighed. "You just do," Brittany kissed Santana, "You're so... Amazing. Perfect I think." "Stop, you'll make me cry again!" Both Santana and Brittany chuckled a little. "Sorry!" Brittany said, "Another movie? I like cuddling with you, but standing is kind of uncomfortable." Santana was so grateful for Brittany just being... Brittany. She pressed her lips to Brittany's, then gazed into her eyes, "Anything for my girl," smiled Santana.
As they laid there, tangled in each others bodies, Santana smiled to herself. This is exactly what she wanted in life. Someone she could be herself around. And she had that in Brittany. 'I wish I could give you what you want,' Santana thought. Brittany wanted to go public with their relationship.
Deep down inside, something was troubling Santana. Although Brittany said she would wait, Santana was still scared of losing her. And if Santana was truthful, she was sick of pretending to the world. It was making her tired. 'That's it,' she thought, 'I'm going to work on it.'
Santana made a promise to herself, that she would work on coming out to the world. And telling them that she was madly in love with her best friend. 'Look at what love's done to you Lopez! You're getting soft!' Santana gave a tiny laugh. Her toughness was breaking down a bit it seemed, and although she was still pretty damn scared, she was beginning to not care.
"That was pretty funny," Brittany said, looking up and breaking Santana's train of thought. Santana hadn't really been paying attention to the movie, but nodded in agreement, "Sure was!" Brittany picked up the remote, and turned the TV off, then lay atop of Santana. She was in such a cuddly mood. And Santana didn't mind it when Brittany started kissing down her neck. She rubbed her hands up and down Brittany's body. She wasn't going to tell Brittany just yet that she as going to work on coming out. Actually, she wasn't going to tell her at all, until it actually happened. The greatest gift she could give to the girl she loved. The girl that made her laugh. And smile. And feel all tingly on the inside.
That girl being Brittany S Pierce, who made Santana Lopez the happiest girl in the world. And the world would know this fact.
Not quite yet.
But soon.