After a few hours, the girls laid back on the bed exhausted.
They had been in this position one time before but this time was much different. This time it wasn't two best friends who were heartbroken. It wasn't two separate entities dealing with emotions they kept hidden from the outside world, including each other. This time it was as a couple, as two people who felt more feelings for each other.
Quinn wiped the bead of sweat falling from her temple as it made it's way down her face.
"Fuck, babe." She turned to Santana who was already looking at her. It was golden hour, and the sun shining through the window was hitting Quinn in the most perfect way. "What's up?"
"Nothing. I'm just- admiring you. I am so happy."
Quinn placed her hand on Santana's cheek. "I'm happy too baby."
Santana wrapped her arms around Quinn and pulled her closer. "Brittany tried to kiss me downstairs, I don't know what's going on with her."
Quinn had been wondering if Santana was going to say anything when she was hiding at the top of the stairs.
"She tried to kiss you?"
"Yeah, but I stopped her. That's not the Brittany I know. And honestly- I'm all about you."
The words made Quinn's heart flutter. The words were at the tip of her tongue. She hadn't told Santana I love you for a while now, and before they became a couple it was something they told each other all the time. And if she was being completely honest with herself, she missed hearing the words from Santana's mouth.
Santana's hand was lighting tracing Quinn's back muscles. "You okay babe?"
Quinn came back to reality; she was lost in her thoughts for a moment. "Oh yeah, I'm okay. Thank you for telling me about Brittany."
"I was afraid that you were gonna be mad."
"I'm not mad at you, San. At Brittany? Yeah. Kinda. Because she needs to respect the fact that we're together now."
"I know. It's not like her to be like this honestly."
Quinn sat up in the bad at used the rubber band on her wrist to tie her hair back into a pony tail.
"We should start getting ready babe. The Sugar Shack is opening soon."
The girls showed up fashionably late as always. Breadstix was pretty packed at this point, with everyone congregating towards the front of the restaurant near the stage.
"Welcome everybody to the 4th annual karaoke night here at the Sugar Shack!"
Everyone cheered.
"Congratulations to this years winners, Santana and Quinn!" A round of applause started. The girls stood up and playfully bowed. "Up first for tonight's open mic night is Blaine singing Just The Two Of Us."
Blaine walked up onto the stage and began to sing. His relationship with Kurt had ended a while ago, and he had gotten a new boyfriend that he met while going to school in New York.
The night had been going well- and after a few drinks Santana and Quinn began to quickly get touchy with each other.
"Hey babe I'm gonna go outside and smoke you wanna go?"
"No I'm okay, I'm gonna go grab a round of shots with Tina and Artie." Santana said as she placed a kiss on Quinn's cheek.
Quinn got up from their booth and made her way outside onto the sidewalk in front of the restaurant and lit a stogie. The night air was nice and cool, and after the few drinks Quinn had- she was hot.
She heard the doors to the restaurant open but didn't pay it any mind. Quinn was scrolling on Instagram when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see Rachel- with the same look of sadness she had plastered on her face since Quinn told her that she chose Santana.
"Can we talk?" Quinn was nearing drunk at this point- and the last thing she wanted to do was talk to Rachel. "Please?"
"Fine." Quinn said as she blew smoke out of her mouth. "But I don't know if anything you can say will change what I said earlier."
"Quinn, please. I love you. This is just hard for me to take in."
"That's because you aren't used to someone not giving you what you want. Rachel I have chased you, and longed for you for years. Years and eventually I realized that I deserved better. I deserved to be happy. And Santana came along at a time when I needed someone, when she needed someone. We needed each other."
"But that's all it is. A rebound. What we had; you know was real." Rachel said as she stepped closer.
"Real? You call you telling me you have feelings and then running to Finn?" Quinn ashed her cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray. "Cause to me, that doesn't seem like anything close to real."
Rachel stepped closer once more and grabbed onto Quinn's hands. "Please, Q. I need you."
And within seconds, the front doors opened again and Santana walked out and saw Quinn's hands in Rachel's. And with Santana's inebriated state she wasn't necessarily in the right state of mind.
"San." Quinn quickly pulled her hands out of Rachel's grasp. "It's not what it looks like."
Before Quinn could react, Santana began walking down the street towards the end of the block.
"San please." Quinn called out. "Wait."
Rachel stood there as she watched the girl she loved chase after someone else.
Santana was flying down the sidewalk- her mind was racing. Things had been so good with their relationship up until this point. It made her feel a little uneasy because both her and Quinn had expected more drama to pop off when they first announced that they were together.
Guess it was just a delayed reaction in a sense.
She stopped walking, placing her hands on her eyes and taking a deep breath in. The roads were bare, as she stood in the middle of a crosswalk.
Quinn caught up and placed her hand on Santana's shoulder. "San, baby."
Santana, startled, pulled away.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Quinn said, quietly.
"What the fuck was that Q." Santana said as she pointed over Quinn's shoulder, towards Breadstix. "Going outside to smoke? Or to see Rachel."
"No. Don't do that. Don't just make assumptions. I didn't go outside to see Rachel. I went outside to smoke, like I told you. She came outside. She grabbed my hands literally right before you walked outside San."
"Things were going so good." Santana said as she crossed her arms over her chest. It was a cold night and her jacket was hanging in the restaurant.
"Things are going good Santana. Nothing's changed!"
"She loves you, Q. And you wanted to be with her for how long? For forever." Her tone a little more upset. "Why shouldn't I think that you'll just leave me for her?"
"Because I love you Santana!" Santana's expression softened, her arms falling to her sides. "I love you. And this, this isn't the way I wanted to tell you. I wanted it to be special. For us to be at the playground we'd always go to when we were younger. As we sat on the tire swing, I'd grab your hands and tell you how for weeks I've had to stop myself from saying those three words. Words that we've told each other for years now."
Santana was left speechless, because it was the same for her. She's almost said it a couple times. She's fought a battle within herself to stop the words from slipping out.
"But now, it had to come out during our first argument. Over Rachel, of all people. That sounds so ridiculous outloud."
A chuckle left Santana's lips as she walked closer to Quinn. "I love you too, Q. And saying it now may not have been how you wanted to do this. But, it doesn't matter. Because I love you too."
They kissed and Santana smiled. She could taste the jaeger on Quinn's lips, jaeger bombs being her shot of choice for the night. She lingered on Quinn's lips for a little while longer, gently biting onto her bottom lip. A slight moan escaped from Quinn as she pushed her lips back onto Santana's, a little more aggressively this time. Her tongue slipped through and they began to make out until they realized they were standing in the middle of the street.
"I think- we need to get back so we can grab our coats." Santana said as she placed her forehead on Quinn's. They're breathing was fast, hearts racing.
"I love you, San."
"I love you too, Q. And I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing those words come from you."