AN: Sorry for the delay and the mistakes of this update.
"What about this?" Tina asked, holding a dark purple woolen sweater.
"Yeah, put that on the pile."
Brittany was rummaging through Tina's closet trying to find as many different kind of fabrics as she can. Tina wasn't thrilled about it but she and Santana ware nearly the same size.
"What about this awesome gothic dress?"
Brittany giggled. "I don't think Santana would prefer a style, T."
"Well, maybe she felt uncomfortable because your dresses are so damn colorful. Did you ever think of that?" Tina said defensively.
"I'm pretty sure it's the fabric."
"Whatever you say." Tina huffed. "Hey, Mercedes called this morning. She says she'll be back for the fund raising."
"Really?" It has been a long time since she saw Mercedes. "That's amazing!"
"So.." Tina neatly folded a t-shirt. "Are you gonna tell her about Santana?"
"Yeah, sure." She shrugged. "We have a lot to catch up anyway."
"Oh okay, no gothic dresses but overalls? Really, Britt?"
"I just think she'd look cute in these!" Brittany giggled. "Hey, what's in that box?" She pointed the cream box sitting at the bottom of her wardrobe.
"Umm.." Tina hesitated. "Mike's parents are coming to town for a business trip next week. We are going to meet for lunch. I just bought it this morning for the occasion. Wanna see?"
"Sure!"
Tina placed the box on the bed. "But this dress is out of bounds, OK? You already stole half of my wardrobe just leave me this." She said holding a finger up to Brittany.
"I just want to see what kind of dress you would wear to see his parents. I'm not planning on stealing it, I swear." Brittany pleaded innocently.
Tina must have bought it because she opened the box revealing what's inside.
It was an amazing dress.
A simple, everyday, green and black striped and an amazing dress. When Brittany touched it, she discovered it was made from the softest, the lightest material and it probably hugged the body like a second skin.
"Britt, no." Tina warned.
It must've shown on her face how badly she wants it. So she just looked up to Tina pleadingly.
"No, Britt, you just promised!" Tina removed the dress from Brittany's hands and hurriedly folded it, stuffing it into the box. "No!"
"But, T,-"
"No buts Britt. I just bought it today- and Mike's parents- you said you wouldn't" Tina crossed her arms and sat on her bed stuburnly.
"I said I wouldn't steal it. But if you give it to me willingly, then-"
"Why would I willingly give it to you?" Tina interjected.
"Well," Brittany crouched in front of her, placing her hand on Tina's knees. "You want to see Santana, don't you?"
"I do! But there are plenty of other things you got there, why this dress too? Take the gothic dress!" Tina whined.
"But Tina, maybe Santana will be comfortable with something else and we won't even need to use this dress. Maybe she won't like this dress at all."
Tina scoffed. "Why wouldn't she like it? It is an amazing dress."
"Please? I promise I will return it to you this evening. Even if she chooses this dress, you can come with Mike and see Santana and I'll give it to you when you return. I'll go buy her a new one tomorrow. Please Tina, can I take it?"
"I guess we can come to you this evening. We need to discuss the event anyway. Might as well do it in your place." Tina slumped.
"Is that a yes? Can I take it?" Brittany beamed at her.
"Damn you and your big blue puppy eyes. Yes you can take it. But," Tina added holding up a finger up to Brittany, cutting her high squeal effectively "No thank you's, no I owe you's, no showing affection, just take the clothes and get out before I change my mind."
Brittany pushed her lips together trying to contain her excitement and got up to collect the clothes they have chosen. After stuffing everything she needs into the bag she brought, she tackled Tina onto the bed.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best!" Before Tina could react she took the bag and the box with her ran to the door to let herself out.
"I hate you!" she heard Tina yelling after her.
She headed for home with a bag swung on her shoulder feeling like Santa Claus. But all her presents for Santana only. Except she had to return them to Tina. And Santana will probably hate everything in that bag. Also she had no reindeer, too. But nevertheless she felt like Santa with all the joy and hope she had.
When Brittany opened the lock to her flat Santana was right there by the door. She immediately threw her arms around her shoulders and buried her head onto the blonde's neck, inhaling her scent.
"I miss you too San but I wasn't gone for that long." Brittany giggled. Santana was always so affectionate when she came home and mostly it resulted in them having sex right in the living room, if they can make it to the couch that is.
"So, you know how I always talk about going outside or re-meeting my friends, right?" Brittany said after Santana sated with her. "Well, with what this bag holds, we can do all those things!"
Santana made no effort to remove her clothes although she made sure she hated them. She was lying on the bed with a frown on her face while Brittany hovered over her, trying to take the tight pants off her.
It was really weird seeing Santana in clothes even for just a second. Brittany was so used to seeing her naked, she almost backed out from her plan of 'Dressing Santana'.
"Come on, honey. Help me get rid of this." Brittany tapped Santana's butt, signaling her to lift her ass from the bed.
Santana huffed and involuntarily lifted herself. Brittany took the pants off with one swift movement and watched as Santana wiggled free. She touched herself tenderly as if the pants burned where it touched the skin. Then she begin to stretch on the spot.
Brittany smiled as she watched. "You're doing yoga and you don't even know it." She decided to let Santana stretch for a while because they weren't even halfway through the pile of clothes that Brittany brought and Santana surely looked like she needed a break.
Brittany couldn't really blame Santana for wanting to be naked. In fact, she herself got naked when she had the chance to. But Santana reacted so badly. Who wouldn't like a mitten sweater? Or a see-through loose top? I mean, it's see-though so that's basically naked.
After giving Santana time to stretch and relax, Brittany thought about skipping the rest of the clothes and going straight for the dress. Santana was getting bored and irritated so if she doesn't like the dress Brittany could return it to Tina. They could continue trying on the rest another day.
Opening the box, she took a deep breath before reaching for the dress. Brittany trusted this dress. She had faith in this dress.
Santana was lying on the bed, her feet in the air, trying to touch her toes when she saw Brittany. She immediately got up and hid her body with a pillow.
"I understand where you're coming from," Brittany said. "But this is the last one. I promise not to bother you today if you don't like this." She slowly walked towards Santana. "Just one more dress."
Brittany pressed herself against the pillow that the brunette's holding, one eyebrow quirked and smiling. "C'mon baby, I know you sleep on my smelly sweater when I'm not here, so I know you don't hate clothes entirely."
Santana lifted the pillow up to cover her face.
Brittany slowly tugged the pillow away, effectively disarming Santana, and pressed her lips to her cheek to see if they are warm. They were not. Santana never blushed, she never got shy.
When Santana lifted her arms, Brittany took the hint to quickly put it on Santana.
Brittany waited for any kind of sudden lash out. But it never came. Santana just carefully inspected the dress and gave it a shrug.
"A shrug?" After all the pawing, biting, growling at the clothes they tried on, Brittany was baffled. "Because I'll take shrug."
It wasn't like Santana loved the dress, but it was enough to get Brittany squealing. It was finally happening, Santana was at peace with clothing and they could do whatever they want.
"Wait, let me look at you!" Brittany got so caught up with rejoice she almost forgot to give Santana a once over. She stepped back a little from Santana who was still laughing at Brittany's reactions.
She knew seeing Santana in a dress would be unusual. She knew it would take time to get used to after seeing her naked after all this time. She was wrong.
It was like she immediately lost the knowledge of Santana's body, or any female body all together, and she was burning with curiosity.
Brittany shook her head, her mouth hanging open. "I can't believe I put so much effort to get you in that dress, now I just want to rip it out of you."
Instead of answering, Santana just smacked her with a pillow.
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