The Sound of Silence
Chapter 10
A/N: Again thank you so much for the reviews! I had a bit of writers block so it took me a bit longer to get this chapter up! Which also reminds me, thank you to all of you who helped me out with the writers block! (:
Maribel is sitting at the kitchen island eating a cup of yogurt when the doorbell rings. She waits a few seconds before getting up because she knows that it is Brittany and she assumes Santana will be bounding down the stairs in like half a second. However, she hears her daughters voice instead. "Mom can you get that? I'm almost ready!" She yells, making the woman stand up from the stool.
Maribel walks into the living room, her yogurt in hand. When she gets to the front door she peaks through the peephole just to be sure and isn't surprised to see Brittany standing on the front porch. "Good morning Brittany." She greets, opening the front door.
"Good morning." Brittany greets back, looking a bit nervous. By the look on her face, she'd been expecting Santana to answer the door as well. "Santana is almost ready. Come inside." Maribel tells her, opening the door wider and stepping to the side.
Brittany nods and takes the invitation, shoving her hands into her pocket as she walks into the house. "I'm early," She states with a small and slightly awkward shrug.
Maribel just nods her head and smiles at the nervous girl. "She'll be down in just a minute. Have a seat, make yourself comfortable." She says, motioning to the couch.
Brittany gives her a small smile and heads further into the house, making her way over to the couch.
"Oh Brittany," Maribel says, making the blonde's head snap over to her. "Would you like to have dinner with us tomorrow night?" She asks politely, giving the girl a warm smile.
Brittany's eyes widen a bit, but she tries to cover up the shock and a bit of fear on her face with a smile. "Uh, yeah, I'd love to." She answers, her voice shaking a bit. "Thanks," she adds, giving the woman the best smile she can muster up. Her nerves are definitely getting the best of her right now and she feels like she sort of knows what Santana feels like most of the time. Though she's probably not feeling quite as bad as Santana does. And still she hates it, she doesn't know how Santana deals with it so well.
"What kind of foods do you like?" Maribel asks before taking a bite of her yogurt.
Brittany shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head a bit. "I don't think there is any food that I don't like." she says honestly. "I eat pretty much everything."
Maribel nods, "Have you ever had any Puerto Rican dishes?" She asks curiously.
"No, I don't think so." Brittany answers, shaking her head. "But I'm more than willing to try one." She adds quickly.
Before Maribel can reply back to Brittany, heavy footsteps are heard from the staircase, making them both look in that direction. Santana is running down the steps, her backpack bouncing up and down on her back and her eyes focused on the ground in front of her, making sure she doesn't trip.
Brittany is off the couch immediately and walks over to her. "Morning," she greets the Latina with a wide smile, once Santana has made it down the stairs.
Santana beams back at her and raises her hand to adjust her glasses, her nose scrunching up.
By this time, Maribel has made her way over to the two of them, smiling at the puppy love looks on both of their faces. She remembers what Manny had said about Brittany, but she really has a hard time seeing this girl as someone who is constantly getting into trouble. Although, looks can be deceiving.
"Do you have your helmet?" Maribel asks, puling them both from their gazes. "I still can't believe you ride on that thing and that I allow you to," she says with a sigh, shaking her head. She isn't going to tell Santana she can't ride on a motorcycle, but she sure as hell isn't completely in love with the idea.
"I actually drove my car, it's a little chilly today." Brittany informs the woman politely.
Maribel lets out a small sigh of relief and even though they probably couldn't hear it, she knows they probably can see the relief on her face. She knows Brittany had, because the blonde smiles bigger at her and lets out a small chuckle. "Well, it is November." Maribel states. "I guess that means you won't be riding it much anymore." She adds, looking over at her daughter.
Santana rolls her eyes but smiles at her mother, knowing how happy that information has made her. But Santana is a bit disappointed because Brittany had just bought her a new helmet and now she isn't going to get to use it? Although they do have those few occasions where it is warm enough, even this late in the year. And plus she will be able to ride it in a few months. If her and Brittany are still together then, which she really hopes they will be.
"Are you ready?" Brittany asks, making Santana look back over at her girlfriend and nod her head. "It was nice seeing you again Miss. Lopez." Brittany says sincerely, opening the front door.
Maribel nods her head and smiles at the blonde as Santana walks out in front of her. "You too Brittany." She says politely before Brittany walks out and shuts the door behind them.
They get out to the car and Brittany walks a bit faster to beat Santana to the passengers side and then opens the door for her.
Santana looks a bit caught off guard at Brittany's sudden movements, but looks over at her and smiles nonetheless, a small blush rising on her cheeks. "Thanks," she says, smiling bashfully.
"Of course," Brittany says smiling back sweetly at the Latina. She waits for Santana to get completely into the car and situated before she shuts the door and quickly makes her way around to the drivers side.
As they're driving down the road headed towards the school, Brittany glances over at Santana who is busily writing in her journal, that same one that Brittany had seen her writing in a few times before. But she still has no idea what Santana is always writing in it. She gets very secretive about it.
"Your mom asked me to come have dinner with you guys tomorrow night." Brittany states, making Santana's head snap up to look over at her. "Is that okay? I mean I said yes, but I don't have to." Brittany says, catching a brief glance at Santana's wide eyes as she continues driving.
Santana blinks and shakes her head, smiling gently. "Of c-course it's okay." She says quietly. "I was s-s-su-supposed to ask you t-today." She informs her as her fingers play with the corners of her spiral. "D-do you want to? Because you don't have t-t-to."
Brittany glances over at Santana and gives her a smile. "I want to." she says honestly.
Santana smiles over at her and glances down at Brittany's free hand that is resting on the gear shift in between them. She bites down on her lip before slowly lifting a shaky hand and placing it gently on top of Brittany's. She wants to hold Brittany's hand, but she isn't really used to making the first move. She usually just waits for Brittany to do it, because she is normally to nervous to.
Brittany glances over at her once again and smiles as she turns her attention back onto the road. She picks her hand up and turns it over, lacing their fingers together and giving Santana's hand a firm squeeze.
o0o0o
Today they go to lunch at Taco Bell and Santana once again goes with them. She is slowly getting over the fear of being caught, though it still lingers inside of her, especially when they first leave or they're arriving back at the school. But she has fun with them and it's the first time ever that she remembers being even close to comfortable with a group of people. Even Quinn doesn't treat her all that badly. She isn't particularly nice, but she isn't rude. She mostly just ignores her, except the occasional eye roll or scoff.
They're at the table now, just about finished with their lunch. Santana is munching on a chip when she feels Brittany's arm drape across her shoulders. She looks next to her at Brittany, but the blonde isn't looking at her. She has her eyes set on Puck, a smile on her face as he tells her about the atomic wedgie he'd given JBI this morning.
Santana feels her heart swell and it confuses her, because Brittany isn't doing anything particularly sweet. But it's then she realizes that all of this feels so right and so normal. Hanging out at Taco Bell with Brittany's friends, who are becoming her friends as well with Brittany's arm around her. It feels so right and like they've been doing it for years. It makes her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Brittany's laughter pulls Santana from her thoughts and she looks up at Brittany, a smile subconsciously forming on her own face just seeing Brittany look so happy. Her laugh is the prettiest sound that she's ever heard and her smile is definitely the best smile she has ever seen. She honestly still can't believe that someone as perfect and as beautiful as Brittany likes her and is her girlfriend.
A squeeze on her shoulder, pulls her from her thoughts and her eyes meet Brittany's. The blonde gives her a curious look, and Santana just blushes giving her a bashful smile in return, her eyes averting to her lap.
She'd been caught staring.
Brittany giggles and leans forward pressing a firm kiss to Santana's cheek, making her flush and turn even redder.
"Could you guys be anymore nauseating?" Puck asks playfully, throwing a stray piece of lettuce at the two of them.
It pulls the two of them from their trance on one another and Brittany narrows her eyes at the boy as Santana's eyes fall back down to her lap. "Fuck off, you're just jealous." Brittany says, retaliating by throwing a crumb of chip at him, hitting him on his nose.
Puck laughs loudly, throwing his head back to exaggerate the effect. "Of what?" He asks, raising a brow at the blonde across from him.
Brittany giggles and pulls Santana closer to her. "Because I have a super hot girlfriend." Brittany says matter of fact, mirroring Puck's raised brow.
Puck rolls his eyes playfully and raises his hands in defense. "I can't argue with that." He says with a smile, glancing over at Santana who buries her face in Brittany's neck out of embarrassment.
Brittany smiles and tightens her grip then turns her head to place a kiss on top of Santana's head.
"Wait, girlfriend? You guys are girlfriends now? You've been hanging out for like a week." Quinn says, clearly not trying to hide her disapproval.
Brittany throws a glare her way but before she can say anything, Sam speaks up. "I never thought I'd see the day." He says, throwing his napkin on top of the table, and Brittany gives him a confused look. "Brittany Pierce in a committed relationship." He explains and Puck smirks next to him.
Brittany rolls her eyes and scoffs. "Screw all of you." She says simply. "I need a cigarette." She then says, "Come with me?" She asks, directing her attention to Santana who nods her head.
The two climb out of the booth and head out the doors, and thankfully none of the others follow them.
Once they get outside, Brittany takes her normal position against the wall as she lights up a cigarette and takes a slow drag of it. She then looks over at Santana who has her arms folded tightly across her chest. "Are you cold?" Brittany asks before taking another hit. Santana had her jacket she'd bought her when they left this morning, but she hadn't had it on when she met her for lunch. She assumes it's in her locker or something.
Santana shrugs a bit but nods her head at the same time.
Brittany pushes herself off the wall and sets her cigarette down on the window sill before taking her jacket off. She holds it open in front of Santana, jiggling it a little with a smile so that Santana will accept it.
Santana hesitates, but knows that Brittany won't put the jacket back on herself and she won't give up until Santana puts it on so she turns around and allows Brittany to help her put it on herself.
She turns back around to face Brittany and folds her arms back over her chest. The jacket is a bit big for her but it's super warm and smells just like Brittany.
Brittany smiles and leans back against the wall, picking her cigarette back up. She only has a long sleeve shirt on underneath a beetles T-shirt, but she doesn't care. Santana's warmth is way more important than hers.
"Come here," Brittany says, reaching out for her girlfriend. She grabs Santana's hand and pulls her over to her, making the brunette gasp. Brittany just grins and places her free hand on the small of Santana's back. "What they said, about me never being in a serious relationship, it didn't freak you out did it?" Brittany asks hesitantly.
But Santana quickly shakes her head, reassuring her as she rests her hands on Brittany's forearms.
"I mean they're right, but it's just because I haven't found anyone I liked enough." She explains with a shrug. "Until now." She adds with a bashful smile.
Santana's face goes red once again and she smiles, ducking her head down.
Brittany just smiles back then leans her head back a bit to take another hit of her cigarette. Santana eyes it briefly and Brittany raises a brow. "Do you want to try it?" She asks curiously.
Santana hesitates and bites down on her lip. Her eyes study the cigarette for a few seconds before she slowly nods her head. Her eyes then meet Brittany's and she nods once again, this time with a bit more confidence.
Brittany brings the cigarette up to Santana's lips and places it between them when Santana opens her mouth a bit. "Just inhale a little," she instructs gently. "Slowly."
Doing as she is told, Santana takes a slow drag of the cigarette before pulling her head back away from it. She squints her eyes a bit as she inhales it into her lungs and Brittany watches her, taking another drag herself.
A slow stream of smoke escapes Santana's lips and Brittany's head seems to shift closer to Santana's subconsciously as she watches. "You didn't cough," Brittany states quietly, "I'm impressed." She adds with a hint of a smirk. She stays close to Santana as she finishes exhaling the last of the smoke. "What do you think?" She asks, her face still only about 5 inches from Santana's.
Santana simply shrugs her shoulders, not looking impressed, but also not looking disgusted.
Brittany smiles at her and takes another hit, then offers it to Santana who shakes her head, declining. She then squishes the small bud against the window sill behind her and tosses it onto the ground.
"You're a total badass now." Brittany says with a smirk, wrapping her arms around Santana's waist, pulling her in closer.
Santana smiles and rolls her eyes playfully, letting her hands slide up from their position on Brittany's forearms up to wrap around her neck.
"Do you want to have lunch with just me tomorrow?" Brittany asks softly. "My friends will be upset but they'll get over it." She says, waving her hand dismissively before letting it reset on Santana's back once again.
Santana lets her fingers caress the back of Brittany's neck and she nods her head, giving the blonde a soft smile.
Brittany beams back in response and pulls Santana even closer to her until the brunette's body is pressed against hers. She giggles at the gasp that Santana lets out and leans in to nuzzle her nose against Santana's.
They're interrupted from their moment when someone makes a gagging noise. Santana launches herself away from Brittany so fast that she trips over her feet and almost falls to the ground.
Brittany reaches out to steady her while throwing Puck a glare at the same time. He just smiles innocently and raises his hands, taking a step back from her.
o0o0o0o
"Do you want to come over to my house for a little while?" Brittany asks once they climb back into her car after school. She gives the brunette a hopeful look, but then feels the need to regress a bit, "I mean, I know that we have been hanging out a lot lately and I'm coming over for dinner tomorrow so you don't have to." She adds quickly.
Santana just smiles at her rambling and nods her head, assuring Brittany that she does want to.
They make their way into the house which is once again completely empty. Nothing has moved since the last time Santana was there and she swears that nobody lives there.
"I'm going to get a snack. Do you want something?" Brittany asks, pulling Santana into the gigantic kitchen.
Santana nods in response to her question and sits down at one of the bar stools watching as Brittany rummages around, looking for something that they can eat.
She emerges from the pantry a few seconds later holding a box of Oreo cookies and a jar of peanut butter. "Do you like Oreo's?" She asks, holding them out to Santana who nods.
Brittany smiles and grabs two bottles of water out of the fridge. She places the jar of peanut butter under her arm and shuts the refrigerator door with her butt, smiling at Santana.
"Let's go." She says, nodding towards the stairs.
They get into Brittany's room and Brittany drops all of the things in her arms onto the bed. She then jumps on the bed herself and wastes no time, opening the package or Oreo's.
Santana shrugs Brittany's jacket off of her shoulders and carefully places it on the back of Brittany's desk chair. She'd been wearing it all day long, even when she got a bit hot in her classes because she could smell Brittany and it made her feel safe. It was like the smell had surrounded her and if she closed her eyes she could pretend that Brittany was next to her.
But now she has the actual Brittany next to her, so she doesn't need the jacket. She kicks her converse off of her feet and lines them next to each other beside Brittany's bed, before crawling on it, joining the blonde.
Brittany has the jar of peanut butter in her hands, dipping the cookies in it and stuffing them into her mouth. It makes Santana grimace.
"Have you ever tried peanut butter and Oreo's?" Brittany asks, her mouth still a little full. Santana shakes her head, still grimacing and Brittany pouts. "Try it." She says, offering an Oreo dipped in peanut butter out to her girlfriend. "You can't knock it until you try it." She says matter of fact.
Santana rolls her eyes but scoots closer to Brittany, eyeing the cookie offered out to her. She licks her lips then hesitantly leans forward taking a small bite of it, bringing her hand up to catch a few crumbs that break off of it.
She pulls back and Brittany eats the rest of the cookie as she watches Santana chew experimentally. "So?" Brittany questions anxiously.
Santana swallows all of the cookie and grins, "It's good." She commends making Brittany do a victorious fist pump and Santana rolls her eyes playfully at her.
Brittany grabs her remote off of her nightstand and situates herself against the headboard, moving the cookies and the peanut butter up closer to her. She turns the TV on and flips through a few channels before leaving it on a rerun of SouthPark.
She sets the remote back on the nightstand and looks over at Santana. "Come sit by me," she says, patting the empty space next to her.
Santana immediately crawls further up on the bed, settling her back against the headboard, next to Brittany.
"Have you ever watched this?" Brittany asks, placing her arm over Santana's shoulders. She pulls the brunette into her as Santana shakes her head. "I have so much to introduce you to." Brittany says a bit dramatically making Santana giggle.
Brittany reaches for another cookie and dips it in the peanut butter, getting a generous amount. She then holds it up to Santana's lips, offering it to her.
Santana's mouth opens and she accepts the cookie, taking a bite of it. And once again, Brittany finishes the rest of it after dipping it in the peanut butter once again. She then just dips her finger in the peanut butter and licks it off without a cookie and Santana raises a brow at her.
"I'm the only one who eats this. Besides, what mom doesn't know won't hurt her." Brittany says with a smirk, reaching her finger in to get another scoop before sucking it off. "You can have some." Brittany says, pointing to the jar, knowing that Santana likes peanut butter by itself.
Santana hesitates, feeling a bit weird using her fingers in someone elses peanut butter, but she trusts Brittany's word. And besides her hands are exceptionally clean. SHe carries around hand sanitizer and washes them as frequently as possible.
So she dips her finger into the peanut butter and sucks if off, earning a grin from Brittany.
"Do you want your water?" Brittany asks, leaning down and reaching for the two bottles of water that are in the middle of the bed. Santana shakes her head so Brittany sets one down next to the cookies and opens the other taking a drink of it.
Santana dips her finger into the peanut butter once again but before she can stick it in her mouth, Brittany's fingers wrap around her wrist. She pulls Santana's finger over to her mouth and sucks the peanut butter off of it, giving Santana a wicked grin.
Swallowing hard, Santana watches as Brittany pulls back and releases her hand, however Santana just kind of keeps it hovering there, not really processing what had just happened.
"Sorry," Brittany giggles, but it's obvious that she isn't very sorry. "It just looked tasty." She says with an innocent shrug.
Santana snaps out of her shock and shakes her head, letting her hand fall down onto her lap. She gives Brittany a shy smile, her face turning beat red and she looks down at the cookies between their legs.
"You're adorable." Brittany says affectionately, poking Santana's nose.
It only takes a couple of seconds for Santana to realize that the finger Brittany had used to poke her nose had been covered in peanut butter. Santana scrunches her nose up and looks at Brittany who is smiling teasingly at her.
Brittany can't help but giggle at the girl in front of her as Santana brings her hand up to wipe it away. But before she can wipe all of it off, Brittany grabs her hand and pulls it away making Santana frown. "You look delicious." Brittany states with a grin.
She leans forward and swipes her tongue across the tip of Santana's nose, successfully licking the rest of the peanut butter off. She pulls away slightly but leaves her face close to Santana's bright red one.
"I was right," Brittany says, humming in approval.
Santana bites down on her lip and her eyes avert down. But Brittany brings her hand up, cupping Santana's cheek which pulls Santana's eyes back up to her.
Brittany's thumb caresses Santana's cheek a few times before she slides her hand down so that her fingers are on her neck, and her thumb is on Santana's jawline.
Santana's eyes avert down to Brittany's lips and she releases of her own lip from between her teeth, letting it bounce back into place.
"Yo Britt!" Pucks voice calls out from behind the door and then seconds later the door is being opened. "Oh, sorry didn't know you were here Santana." Puck apologizes letting his eyes land on the crimson red brunette.
Brittany sighs loudly and gives him a harsh glare as Santana shifts uncomfortably next to her, pulling away slightly. "It's called knocking Puckerman," She snaps angrily and he furrows his brows.
"Sorry, I'm not used to having to do that." He says honestly with a shrug.
Brittany rolls her eyes and sighs once again, because she knows it isn't really his fault. They've been coming and going from each others houses without knocking since forever. It'll be a hard habit to break. "What do you want?" She asks, annoyance still evident in her voice, though she is trying to sound a bit nicer.
"I want to play this game. Sam is babysitting his little brother and sister and I don't do kids." He says, holding the box up to show them. "Quinn and Sugar are shopping, not that they'd let me come over and play anyway." He adds with a shrug. "Quinn hates video games."
Brittany sighs and rolls her head to the side, giving him a harsh glare. "Maybe if you didn't break your Xbox, you wouldn't have this problem." She tells him pointedly and just rolls his eyes.
Santana crawls off the bed making Brittany's arms fall onto it with a thump and Brittany sits up a bit straighter, looking at her worriedly, afraid that Santana wants to leave now.
But Santana gives her a reassuring smile and shakes her head. "Bathroom?" Brittany asks and Santana nods giving her a timid smile, before she walks out of the room. Brittany watches her and then groans, letting her head fall back against the wall with a thud. "God Puckerman, you're being such a little cockblock lately." Brittany whines, brining her hands up to rub her face as she sighs.
Puck can't help but smirk as he puts the video game into the Xbox. "Don't let me stop you guys," He says, earning a smack to the back of his head from a pillow being thrown in his direction.
He rubs the back of his head as if it had actually hurt, but as soon as the game pops up on the screen, his hands go to the controller, focusing on the TV.
"Do you want me to leave?" He asks as he starts playing, obviously hoping that Brittany will say no.
Brittany sighs and lets her arms drop to her sides. "Yes." She says simply.
Puck doesn't pay her any mind though as he continues playing the game, putting his whole body into it. Brittany is about to get up and turn the TV off but Santana comes back into the room, distracting her. She smiles at Santana and is about to reach out for her but Santana's eyes move over to Puck and the game he is playing.
She watches him for a few seconds before walking over, standing slightly behind him, next to the foot of the bed. Her back is now to Brittany and it makes the blonde frown.
Puck starts making little panicking noises and his movements are getting more and more urgent before something happens on the game and he groans loudly, before dropping the controller onto the ground. Obviously he'd died.
Santana picks up the controller and and restarts the game as Brittany continues watching her curiously, along with Puck. Puck actually looks pretty impressed as she maneuvers the game flawlessly, passing the level within a couple of minutes.
"You're a gamer?" Puck asks, looking up at her.
Santana bites her lip shyly and nods, handing the controller back to him. She glances back at Brittany who is looking at her amused and it makes her blush.
"Alright, sit down." Puck says patting the spot on the floor next to him. "You're going to teach me your ways." He says, starting the game up again.
Brittany sighs behind them and lets her head fall back onto the pillows as she slides down further on the bed. But she can't help the small smile from forming on her face, because Santana is absolutely adorable. She feels like a complete loser for finding Santana being better at video games than Puck sexy, but it's true. Plus, she is happy that Puck seems to really like her and that they're bonding. Even if it does mean she has to sit up here by herself and watch them play for possibly hours.
"Hey Santana?" Brittany asks after a few minutes. "Do you mind if I smoke some weed?" She asks a bit hesitantly. She's never done it in front of Santana and she isn't sure how the Latina will react. She just hopes she won't freak out on her.
Santana's fingers pause briefly, but when she almost gets killed, she quickly starts playing again. And then the game gets paused and she glances over at Puck who just gives her a shrug, nodding his head back towards Brittany so she looks back at her girlfriend.
"I wont' do it if it'll bother you." Brittany says, sitting up from her position on the bed. She crawls down to the foot, in front of Santana and waits patiently for an answer.
Santana glances over at Puck who is looking down at his phone and then she looks back up at Brittany. She's never smoked weed before, or seen anyone do it. She's never even seen weed before.
She opens her mouth but then closes it, knowing that even if she could think of words to say, she wouldn't be able to actually speak them right now. Not with Puck here. She is getting more comfortable with him but she is still a little anxious around him.
"I won't do it." Brittany decides with a shrug, not getting a response from Santana. She takes that as a no, and even if it's not a no, she's obviously very conflicted about it.
But Santana shakes her head, her eyes finding Brittany and the blonde tilts her head to the side. Santana then shakes her head and gives the blonde a small smile.
"You don't mind?" Brittany asks just to be sure and Santana shakes her head once again, this time with more confidence. "Okay." The blonde says, nodding firmly. She leans forward and places either hands on the side of Santana's face. She then leans in and kisses her forehead before pulling back and making her way to her nightstand to get her weed.
Santana watches her for a brief second, before turning back around, wanting to continue her game with Puck.
o0o0o
A little over an hour later, Santana and Puck are still intensely absorbed in their game and Brittany has finished smoking, letting Puck take a few hits of it. She'd offered it to Santana, but she had declined, which Brittany expected.
Brittany is lying on her stomach, her head at the foot of the bed as she watches them play. Her fingers are massing Santana's shoulders behind her, and every now and then when Santana doesn't seem to be in the heat of action she leans forward and places a kiss to her cheek of the top of her head.
She's been doing it for almost half an hour and she's probably placed about 10 kisses somewhere on Santana in that time but Santana still blushes each time and curls her shoulders into herself.
"Am I distracting you?" Brittany asks right next to Santana's ear.
Santana shakes her head and Puck scoffs next to them. "You need to distract her more. You're all over her and she's still kicking my ass." Puck says with a frown, making Santana smile and Brittany chuckle.
"No way, I'm team Santana all the way." Brittany says devotedly.
Puck rolls his eyes and Santana smirks. "You c-can blindfold me and I'll still b-b-beat you." Santana says, shocking both Puck and Brittany. She even shocks herself a little.
Her face turns dark red and her heart starts racing in her chest. She can feel both Brittany and Pucks eyes on her and it makes her feel even more embarrassed.
"Your first words to me and they're trash talk," Puck says with a smirk, directing his attention back to the game. "I knew I liked you."
Santana smiles shyly and curls into herself, her blush only growing redder as Brittany kisses her cheek.
o0o0o0o
Santana and Tina get into their classroom and sit down next to each other in their seats. Tina has had a bright smile on her face all morning, which had confused Santana. It's not that Tina never smiles, but she definitely doesn't smile this often. Especially when she is around Brittany and of course Brittany had walked them to class again.
So Santana pulls out her spiral and writes her best friend a note.
Why are you smiling so much?
Tina blushes when she reads the note and grabs her pen out of her bag, before scribbling down her answer.
Mercedes told me that Artie likes me
Santana can't help but break out into a grin, happy for her best friend. It's become more and more obvious how much the two like each other and Santana honestly can't believe she's never really paid much attention to it before. But she is glad they are finally doing something about their feelings. Now Tina can be just as happy as she is.
That's great T!
Tina smiles bashfully and nods her head at Santana.
How are things with your girlfriend?
Santana smiles at the word girlfriend and now it's her turn to blush at the note. She'd of course text Tina and told her the news later that night after it had happened. She thought it would be a little weird talking to Tina about this kind of stuff, because she's never really been comfortable with it before. Or really she just never got the point or the entertainment in gushing about boys or girls.
But now she understands. She could talk about Brittany all day long.
She's having dinner with us tonight.
Tina's eyes widen and she glances over at Santana who nods her head in response, reaffirming her statement.
Is she nervous?
Santana frowns when she reads the message and lets the tip of her pen rest against her lips. She doesn't really know if Brittany is nervous, but she doesn't really seem like she is, or she hasn't said anything about being nervous.
I don't think so. She's Brittany.
Tina smirks and shakes her head.
True. She's all badass and everything. But I'd be nervous if I were her. Your family is very protective of you. Especially Manny.
Santana frowns once again and lets a small pout form on her lips after reading Tina's response. She is right and of course she had been a little nervous at how Manny would treat her but she hadn't worried much about it. She'd just assumed that they'd see the Brittany that she sees and automatically love her.
But now that she thinks about it, she doesn't think that will happen. Manny can be very stubborn and also very protective, just like Tina had said.
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It's lunch time and Brittany is driving the two of them to a park. She'd wanted to surprise Santana but of course had decided not to because she knows the Latina is already anxious enough because they're skipping school. So she presented the packed lunches and told her they're going to the city park to have lunch by the pond.
Santana had seemed excited by the idea and even more so when Brittany told her that nobody is ever there at this time of day. Especially not at the pond because it's kind of far from the rest of the park and slightly in the woods.
When they get to the park, Brittany jumps out of the car and runs around to Santana's side, opening the door before Santana can even get a chance to do it for herself. And once again it makes her blush and smile bashfully.
Brittany then opens the back and grabs the bag of sandwiches she'd made. Peanut butter and bread was basically the only thing she'd had in her house this morning and it was also the only thing she felt safe enough to cook.
She grabs a hold of Santana's hand, lacing their fingers together and leads her through the park and down the trail to the pond.
Santana has been to the park multiple times but she hadn't once seen this pond. It's hidden from the rest of the park and she wonders how many people actually know about it and how many people are supposed to know about it. There aren't any signs that say private property or anything but a part of her thinks it's not actually apart of the park.
Brittany leads her onto the small wooden pier and stops at the edge, placing the bag down. "What do you think?" She asks Santana, glancing around at the pond before letting her eyes fall on Santana.
Santana grins, dimples showing and gives Brittany a short nod, letting her know she likes it. And she really does. It's secluded and even though it's a tad overgrown, it's still a peaceful and beautiful sight.
Brittany sits down on the pier and tugs on Santana's hand, prompting her to sit down with her as well. "I made peanut butter sandwiches." She tells the brunette, pulling a few out of the bag. She'd made like 10 of them because that is all she brought and she of course eats a lot. If they don't eat them all she will take them home, but she'd rather have too many than not enough.
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They finish up the sandwiches and have about 20 minutes left of lunch. So now they're lying back on the pier, Santana curled against Brittany's side and Brittany's arms wrapped around the brunette.
Brittany has also lit up a small joint with Santana's permission. She'd been a bit more nervous than at Brittany's house because they're in public. But they're pretty secluded from the park and even so, there wasn't anyone at the park anyway.
"Do you want to try it?" Brittany offers holding the joint up above her chest and Santana's head.
It takes a minute for Santana to respond and Brittany had almost forgotten she even asked by the time she nods her head against Brittany's chest. She looks down at Santana and blinks her eyes before smiling realizing what Santana is nodding to. She hadn't figured Santana would try it.
She pulls away from Santana just a tad and slides down so that her face is now even with Santana's. She also turns over on her side to face the brunette and Santana mirrors her position, lying across from her.
Brittany brings the small joint up to Santana's lips and asks, "Are you sure?"
Santana nods her head and parts her lips slightly making Brittany place the joint between them just like she'd done with the cigarette.
Unlike the cigarette, Santana coughs when she inhales the weed. She grimaces and pulls her head back, squeezing her eyes shut and scrunching her nose at the taste making Brittany giggle. "Are you okay?" Brittany asks gently, bringing her free hand up and running it through Santana's hair behind her ear.
Santana coughs again and then opens her eyes, "Y-y-yeah," she says, still grimacing. "I-it doesn't t-t-taste good."
Brittany giggles again and shakes her head. "You get used to it. Besides I don't smoke for the taste." She explains with a smile.
Santana closes her eyes and inhales deeply, already feeling a bit lightheaded from it. She's starting to feel relaxed and she really likes it. "C-can I d-do it again?" She asks quietly, opening her eyes to look across from her at Brittany.
The blonde nods and places the joint between Santana's lips once again letting her take another drag. This time she only coughs a couple of times and manages to take a bit of a longer drag.
She pulls back once again with a grimace and Brittany can't help but giggle at her. The blonde takes one last drag before throwing it out into the water, being too small to smoke anymore. And besides, she wants her hands free for better uses.
Brittany stays lying on her side across from Santana but she brings her arm up and drapes it around Santana's waist. She starts caressing the small of Santana's back with her thumb as she watches Santana.
Santana has her eyes closed and a small content smile on her face. The weed is already taking a small effect, which isn't surprising since she has never smoked before. Her head feels a bit lightheaded and she feels more relaxed than she has felt in a really long time.
"You're so beautiful," Brittany whispers to her, making her eyes flutter open. Brittany smiles at her and reaches up with her hand, tracing her index finger down Santana's face and jawline.
Brittany likes seeing Santana so relaxed. She doesn't think she has ever seen her so calm. The crease that is normally on her forehead is completely smoothed out and the frown lines around the corners of her mouth are gone; a permanent content smile set on her lips.
Santana smiles gently at Brittany and she tilts her head into Brittany's hand that cups her cheek. "I-I'm not," she whispers back, her eyes meeting Brittany's.
Brittany frowns and caresses Santana's cheek gently. "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." Brittany breathes out with such honesty it makes Santana's breath hitch.
Brittany's eyes dart back and forth between Santana's before flickering down to her lips briefly. Her eyes then find Santana's once again and she leans forward and presses her lips firmly against Santana's forehead, making the brunette's eyes flutter closed. She holds her lips there for a couple of seconds before pulling away and moving down to place a gentle kiss on Santana's right eyelid and then her left.
Her thumb is gently stroking Santana's cheek and she nudges Santana's nose with her own. Her lips then follow and she kisses the tip of Santana's nose softly. She pulls back just a few inches and watches Santana until a second later, the brunette's eyes slowly flutter back open and meet hers. Her eyes are a bit glazed over and she looks relaxed and a bit nervous, but not terrified.
Brittany smiles gently at Santana and she leans back in, rubbing her nose against Santana's affectionately. She hears the brunette gasp and feels her fingers clutch at her shirt against her stomach. They're sharing the same air and it's getting harder and harder for both of them to breathe normally.
"I'm going to kiss you." Brittany warns in a whisper, nudging her nose against Santana's again.
She waits a few seconds just to be sure that Santana isn't going to disagree or pull away, but instead, Santana ever so subtly nods her head, her eyes already slipping closed.
Brittany inhales through her nose and tilts her head down nudging Santana's top lip with her nose before gently pressing her lips to Santana's.
Santana gasps against Brittany's lips and her grip on the blonde's shirt tightens.
Brittany scoots her body even closer to Santana and presses her lips firmer against the brunette's while caressing her cheek with her thumb. She pulls away about half a centimeter and opens her eyes to look at Santana. The brunette lets out a small whimper still looks calm so Brittany takes it as a good sign.
Before Santana has a chance to open her eyes, Brittany leans in and presses her lips against Santana's again. She tilts her head to the side a bit and experimentally starts moving her lips, testing to see if Santana will kiss her back or pull away.
Santana inhales through her nose and almost lets out a moan as Brittany's lips begin moving against her own. She's nervous as hell because she has never kissed anyone, but this feels amazing and she never wants to stop. So slowly, she starts moving her lips, a bit unsurely, kissing Brittany back.
The kiss is slow and gentle and completely perfect. In a way it's a first for both of them. Santana has never kissed anyone before and Brittany has never kissed anyone this gently and this romantically. Never has she ever felt so much kissing someone.
It lasts another minute before Brittany pulls back a couple of inches, opening her eyes to watch Santana. She smiles sweetly when Santana's eyes slowly flutter open and a wide grin forms on her face. She can't help herself and she leans back in pressing a soft kiss to Santana's lips, pulling back after a couple of seconds.
When they pull back this time Santana opens her eyes and lets out the most adorable giggle that Brittany has ever heard.
It makes Brittany grin even wider and she brings her thumb down, caressing Santana's top lip with it. "What's funny?" Brittany asks curiously.
Santana shrugs her shoulders and giggles again before biting down on her lip.
Brittany giggles as well and shakes her head. "You're high," she states amused, which just makes Santana giggle again.
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A/N: There you go! Hope if lives up to the standards and makes up for the wait! (: Let me know what you thought, even if you were disappointed!
Sorry the onesie and the diner wasn't in the chapter like I had said on tumblr! This chapter was just getting long and it also would have taken me longer to get it posted if I wrote those scenes! (:
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