The Sound of Silence
Chapter 11
A/N: Thank you guys for the reviews! All I have to say is don't stress to much about the weed! Also as said in the summary, Brittany will corrupt her. Though I can say that Santana won't change and I'll spoil that she ends up changing Brittany, some more things will probably happen. If you aren't comfortable with drugs or don't like it then I apologize but all I can say is I guess don't read…
Otherwise please enjoy!
Santana brings her hand up to caress Brittany's cheek as she smiles sweetly at her. "You k-k-kissed me," Santana says, not being able to hide the giddy grin. "That was m-my first kiss," she says in a shy voice, a slight blush rising on her cheeks.
Brittany grins back at Santana and kisses the palm of her hand that is still on her cheek. "And how was it?" She asks curiously. "Not that I guess you have anything to compare it to," She adds with a small chuckle.
Santana smiles even bigger and is about to say something but then suddenly her smile disappears and her eyes go wide, which confuses Brittany. "How w-w-was it f-f-fo-for you?" She asks worriedly. "Oh g-gosh, I'm p-pr-probably a t-t-terrible kisser! I'm s-sorry," Santana apologizes, bringing her hands up to her face, hiding in them.
Brittany can only giggle at Santana's reaction. She smiles down at the brunette and gently pulls Santana's hands away from her face. "Hey," Brittany says gently, trying to catch Santana's gaze. "Hey it was wonderful," Brittany says honestly.
Santana eyes her carefully for a few seconds and narrows her eyes. "You're n-not lying just to m-make me feel b-b-better are you?" She asks skeptically.
Brittany tilts her head back and laughs, before shaking her head. "No, I'm not. I promise." She says turning her attention back to Santana. "I wouldn't ever lie to you." She adds seriously.
Santana lets out a sigh and scoots closer to Brittany, burying her face into the blonde's neck.
"We should get back to school," Brittany says reluctantly. No part of her wants to leave this spot on the pier, her arms wrapped around Santana. But she knows that Santana will probably have a panic attack if she misses class.
Santana groans into Brittany's neck and is tempted to tell her that they can just stay here. She's warm and cozy in Brittany's arms and she's never felt so safe and relaxed in her life. She also can't remember ever feeling so happy and content. She wants to feel like this all the time.
"Come on," Brittany says with a giggle, shaking Santana lightly. She pulls away from the brunette and stands up, brushing her butt of. She then looks down at Santana who is pouting up at her, and offers her girlfriend her hand. "Let's go." Brittany says with a giggle. "You're supposed to be the good one, if you fight me too much longer, I'm just going to say we should stay here." She tells her, quirking a brow.
Santana smirks and takes Brittany's hand, letting her pull her up to her feet. She glances down at her watch and realizes they only have about 15 minutes until class starts. It makes her a bit nervous that she will be late, although the school is literally right around the corner.
Brittany gathers up their trash quickly and grabs Santana's hand in her free hand, lacing their fingers together. She gives Santana an affectionate smile before pulling her in the direction of her car.
When they get all settled in the car, Santana pulls the visor down and looks herself over in the mirror.
"What are you doing?" Brittany asks, glancing over at Santana curiously. She's never been one to check her appearance in the mirror very often. Not that there is anything wrong with it, it's just not something she has ever seen Santana do.
Santana looks over at Brittany and pulls her glasses off. "Are my e-eyes red?" She asks, her voice panicking a bit.
Brittany breathes out a laugh and shakes her head. "No honey," She tells her honestly. "You only took a couple of small hits, you look completely normal." She says with a shrug. "You didn't smoke enough for it to really even get you that high." She explains and Santana lets out a breath of relief. "You just were starting to feel a bit of a buzz. It should already be wearing off right?" She asks, looking over at the girl briefly before looking back at the road.
Santana takes a minute to focus on herself and how she is feeling, before she nods her head. "I d-don't really f-f-feel it anymore," She says as if she's just realizing it. "Are you sure n-nobody will be able to t-t-t-tell?" She asks, turning in her seat to look at Brittany worriedly.
Brittany reaches over and places her hand on Santana's thigh. "I promise, you're fine." She says reassuringly. "You're just being paranoid."
Santana lets out another breath of relief and grabs Brittany's hand with both of her own. She smiles down at the blonde's hand and starts playing with her fingers in her lap. "I-I can't believe I d-did that." Santana admits, surprised by her own actions.
Brittany looks back over at Santana and frowns, "Are you upset? I'm sorry, I wouldn't have cared if you didn't do it." Brittany says, growing worried. She never would have tried to push Santana into smoking. She'd just offered once and Santana had taken it. She just hopes Santana hadn't felt like she had to do it.
Shaking her head, Santana gives Brittany's hand a squeeze. "I-I-I wanted to," She admits quietly. "But I d-d-don't know if I'll d-do it again." She adds a bit unsure. A part of her doesn't think it is that big of a deal because weed is actually better for you than alcohol or cigarettes which many people do. But then the other part of her knows that she probably shouldn't be doing any of the three. Although everyone her age does it.
"You don't have to." Brittany says quickly, flashing Santana a quick smile before looking back at the road. "I don't ever want you to feel pressured to do anything with me." Brittany tells her seriously. Not only is she talking about weed, but anything that could possibly come up.
0o0o0o
Santana walks into her chemistry class, her fingers gripped tightly around her backpack straps. Her heart is hammering in her chest and she feels like everyones eyes are on her. She feels like everyone knows.
She takes her seat next to Tina, who is already at her desk. She doesn't look over at the girl, because she feels like if she looks at her then she will know. So instead she focuses on her backpack that she is carefully placing on the ground. She then unzips it and lets her fingers run over the different binders until she gets to the Chemistry one.
"How was lunch?" Tina asks from her right side.
Her voice isn't nearly as annoyed or even as angry as it used to be when she would speak about Santana going off campus to lunch with Brittany. She actually just sounds genuinely curious.
Santana holds her thumb out towards Tina, her face still looking down at her backpack. She then brings her other hand back down to help pull out the binder and a pen. She turns in her desk and places them down, opening the binder to a clean sheet of paper.
"Are you alright?" Tina asks, a bit confused by Santana's actions.
Santana just nods her head, keeping her eyes down on her binder. She starts flipping through the pages and scanning her eyes over them just to make it look like she actually is doing something and not just avoiding eye contact with her best friend.
"You and Brittany are okay?" She asks hesitantly. "You're acting weird."
Santana exhales through her nose and clenches down on her jaw, before picking her pen up. She flips the pages back over to a clean sheet and starts writing Tina a note.
We're more than great and I'm fine.
Tina reads the note and looks back over at Santana who is still looking down at the binder in front of her, chewing on her lip. Tina has grown to know that biting down on her lip is normally a nervous habit. "Are you nervous about dinner with your family and Brittany?" She asks, sounding like she already knows the answer.
Santana's eyes widen a bit and it's as if a light bulb had gone off in her head.
Yeah a little.
It isn't a complete lie. She is nervous about dinner, although this is also just a good excuse for her odd behavior.
However, all the things Tina had said earlier had made her a bit nervous. She knows that Manny is correct about Brittany's past. Santana doesn't think Brittany is a bad person at all, but she is aware of how much trouble Brittany used to get into. She hasn't seemed to be getting into much trouble lately though.
She just hopes that Manny will be nice, because she is a bit worried that he will grill her or be a little too hard on her. She doesn't want him making Brittany uncomfortable and she even more so doesn't want him to get her angry. She isn't sure if Brittany would go off on him or not if he keeps pushing her buttons like she is afraid he will do.
She just really wants them both to love her.
She has never felt this way about anyone and it would absolutely kill her if the two most important people in her life don't like Brittany, who is quickly moving her way up that important people list.
If they don't like her, she doesn't know what she will do. She doesn't think she could break up with Brittany, even if they don't like her. She likes Brittany way too much and even just the thought of possibly having to break up with her, makes her chest hurt.
"It'll be alright." Tina says, snapping Santana from her thoughts. She'd almost forgotten she was even talking to Tina. "They'll see how much Brittany likes you and how much you like her and they won't be able to hate her." She says with a smile.
Santana looks up at Tina for the first time and gives her a timid smile, before turning her eyes back to the binder.
When did you become such a fan of Brittany?
Tina smirks a bit when she reads the note and shakes her head. "I'm still not her biggest fan," she admits rolling her eyes a bit. "But I won't lie, I can really see how much she likes you." She adds sincerely. "I don't know her well, but there is no questioning the way she looks at you." She says honestly.
Santana can't help but smile widely at Tina's words and a small blush appears on her cheeks. She feels tingles all in her body and it feels like her stomach is flipping around inside of her.
Really?
Tina rolls her eyes but smiles. "Yes, really." She chuckles. "I hate to say it, but she likes you so much Santana." She says seriously with a small smile. "I just hope she doesn't do anything to hurt you, whether it's intentional or not." She adds quietly with a small shrug. She wants to like Brittany because she knows how much Santana likes her, and she is warming up to her. But a part of her is still afraid that she will hurt Santana purposely or not.
But that is just her protectiveness of her best friend. That feeling will probably never go away. She always worries about her best friend.
Thank you for not hating her
Tina looks up at Santana and smiles sincerely at her. "I really do just want you to be happy Santana," She says honestly. "And I want to like Brittany and trust her. Maybe we could all hang out together sometime." She suggests a bit hesitantly. "If you want to of course," She adds quickly.
Santana grins and nods her head.
That would be great
o0oo0o0o
Brittany pulls her car outside of Santana's house and puts it into park. She then turns her attention over to Santana, glancing down at their intertwined hands briefly.
"Are you n-nervous about d-d-dinner?" Santana asks, her eyes set on their hands, watching Brittany's thumb caress the back of her knuckles.
Brittany shakes her head and smiles at her girlfriend. "Of course not," she says, but it doesn't sound very convincing, which makes Santana narrow her eyes at her. "Maybe just a little…" She adds quietly. "It's just, I know what your brother and mom think of me." She explains with a shrug.
Santana gives her hand a squeeze and pulls their hands into her lap. "M-mom likes you." She says but Brittany doesn't look convinced. "S-she d-doesn't judge p-people on rumors." She explains and Brittany nods her head, but her eyes are still downcast, looking at their hands as well.
"And Manny?" She asks hesitantly.
Santana sighs and uses both of her hands as she starts playing with Brittany's fingers. "H-he's p-protective." She says with a shrug. "B-but he will like you when he gets to know you." She says, looking up at Brittany with determined eyes.
"Hopefully," Brittany says through a sigh.
"When he sees how happy you m-make me, he will have n-n-no choice." Santana says confidently.
Brittany meets Santana's eyes and smiles coyly at her. "I make you happy?" She asks, not being able to contain a grin.
Santana smiles back as her face turns beat red. All she can do is nod her head back in response, her eyes falling back down to their hands as she continues playing with Brittany's fingers to distract her from her embarrassment.
"You make me happy too." Brittany says sincerely, shaking their hands slightly to get Santana's attention.
Santana meets Brittany's eyes and bites down on her lip, trying to will the blush away from her face. But it of course doesn't work.
Brittany grins back at Santana for a few seconds, loving seeing her embarrassed like this. It's adorable. But then she smacks her lips together and squeezes Santana's hand. "I should get home so I can change and stuff for tonight." Brittany informs her. "Plus, I know you probably want to start on your homework since you will be busy later." She says knowingly.
Santana smiles at her and blushes a bit, embarrassed. "Yeah," she admits quietly. She knows it's lame how much studying she does but it's just who she is. She is glad that Brittany doesn't seem to judge her by it though.
Brittany leans in and places a soft kiss against Santana's cheek, before pulling back, smiling sweetly at the girl. "I'll see you tonight." She says, squeezing Santana's hand, before letting it go.
Santana nods her head and opens the door, climbing out. She grabs her backpack and bites down on her lip, turning back to Brittany one last time. "Bye," She says a bit shyly.
"Bye Santana," Brittany grins back.
o0o0o0o
"What is the emergency?" Quinn asks, walking into Brittany's room, followed closely by Sugar.
When they get into the room they're met with the same sight that Quinn was met with a few days ago.
Brittany's room is a complete mess.
Clothes are scattered all across the floor, so much that you can't even see it anymore. And that is saying a lot considering the size of Brittany's room. Quinn didn't even know Brittany had this many clothes. She wears mostly the same things over and over.
"Do you have another date or something?" Quinn asks, sitting down on Brittany's bed, watching her scan through the small amount of clothing still hanging in her closet.
Brittany pulls a shirt off the hanger and spins around to face her two friends. "I'm having dinner with Santana's parents." She informs them as she walks over to her full length mirror. She holds the shirt up to her body and tilts her head to the side looking it over. "I can't decide what to wear."
Quinn scoffs from behind her and Sugar quickly pulls a face, wanting to have the same reaction as Quinn, although hers seems a lot more half assed and fake. "You guys just started dating and you're already meeting her family and having dinner with them?" Quinn asks a bit surprised, but mostly annoyed.
Brittany turns around to face Quinn and gives her a bored expression. "Don't start." She warns her. "Either help or leave." She says, walking back over to her closet, tossing the shirt she'd had in her hands in the process. "Believe me, I much rather would have Puck or even Sam here, but they're terrible at giving fashion advice." She says with a sigh.
Quinn rolls her eyes and stands up from the bed, walking over to Brittany's closet. "What is her family like?" She asks curiously as her hands start skimming through the clothing in her closet. Most of it is stuff that Quinn has never seen before. She even has a whole side of her closet dedicated to dresses, which Quinn has never seen Brittany in. She assumes her mother bought them for her.
"I don't know." Brittany says biting down on her lip. "They're not like my parents, they aren't like over the top classy or fancy, but they are definitely not trashy," She says with a shrug. "I don't know, they're….normal." She says, not knowing how to really describe them. Not that she knows them that well anyway. "They're the family that I have always wanted," She says with a small smile, "Minus the missing dad, but even so they're way happier than my family." She says honestly.
Quinn rolls her eyes and pulls a shirt out, looking it over. "Happy families are overrated." She says dismissively.
"How would you know?" Brittany asks, leaning against the doorframe of her closet, folding her arms over her chest. She glances back into her room at Sugar who is twirling around in front of her mirror, holding up a dress that had been on the floor. Brittany shakes her head and smirks before looking back over at Quinn. "Your family is far from perfect. They're almost worse than mine." She points out.
Quinn just shrugs and pulls down yet another top, spinning around to hold it up against Brittany's front. "I have my friends. They're my family." She says honestly. "I don't need blood family." She adds a bit bitterly.
A grin slowly forms on Brittany's face, "D'aww Quinn, how sweet." Brittany teases. "I love you too." She coos playfully.
Quinn gives her a cold glare, "Fuck you." She says, before turning back to Brittany's clothes, making the taller blonde chuckle.
o0o0o0o
Santana walks into the kitchen, taking a break from her homework since it is almost time for Brittany to be there. She walks over to her mother and peaks over her shoulder to see what she is cooking.
"Pasteles," Santana says, and her mother hums in response, nodding her head. "They smell g-good." She adds, inhaling deeply. "D-d-do you think B-Brittany will like it though?" She asks nervously.
Maribel smiles and moves to the other side of the kitchen to retrieve another ingredient from the cabinet. "I don't know, she's your girlfriend." Maribel states calmly. She looks at her daughter to see her frowning as she walks back over to her. "She told me, she wants to try a Puerto Rican dish," Maribel informs her.
Santana nods her head, but continues to frown, obviously nervous for tonight.
Manny walks into the kitchen a few seconds later and Santana looks up at him. "Manny," She says, getting his attention as he walks over to the fridge. He glances over his shoulder at her and she continues, "P-p-please, be nice to B-Brittany." She says pleadingly.
Manny raises his hands in defense, "I'll be nice." He assures her, rolling his eyes slightly. He turns back to the fridge and grabs a bottle of gatorade before turning back to look at her. She's still staring at him. "Santana, I'll be nice." He reiterates.
Santana sighs and sits down at the kitchen table, burying her face in her hands. "M-mom, don't embarrass me." She says, now directing her attention over to her mother.
Maribel scoffs and turns to look at her feigning offense. "I would never embarrass you." She says, placing a hand on her hip.
Santana just looks at her, not taking back her request, or the fear that her mother will in fact embarrass her. "Santana, you need to calm down before you have a panic attack." Manny says with a chuckle, placing his hands on her shoulders, shaking her slightly.
Santana looks over at him as he sits down next to her and gives him a glare. A panic attack is very much in the cards tonight and she doesn't need him teasing her. She just wants to cover some ground rules, hoping to ease her anxiety at least a little bit.
"J-Just try and get to know her." Santana says, looking mainly at her brother. "D-don't judge her on her p-past and things you've heard." she says giving him a pointed look.
Manny sighs dramatically but nods his head. "You're lucky I love you so much," He says feigning annoyance.
It makes Santana crack a grin and she leans over, nudging his shoulder with hers.
The doorbell rings throughout the house, making Santana freeze. She sits up in her chair and glances over at the front door with wide eyes, nerves fluttering all throughout her body.
"Are you going to go and get that?" Manny asks with a smirk, looking at his sister.
Santana snaps out of her trance and shakes her head, jumping out of the chair. She runs into living room and to the front door, pausing before opening it. She looks down at herself and pulls at her sweater, before reaching up to play with the collar of her button up. She then smoothes her hand over the top of her hair to make sure her pony tail is perfectly slicked back.
Once she decides she looks presentable enough she opens the front door, revealing her girlfriend.
In a dress.
Her eyes widen and automatically move down to the blonde's toned legs. She's only ever seen Brittany in jeans and wow she had no idea Brittany's body was this amazing. I mean, she knew she was hot, but she'd never actually seen underneath the clothes.
Except that one time that she walked in on Brittany changing but she'd been too flustered to even see anything.
"Can I come in?" Brittany asks slowly, after a couple minutes of silence.
Santana pulls her eyes away from Brittany's legs but then they get stuck on her chest, because Brittany's dress is pretty low cut. It's not low enough to be slutty or anything but it's lower than what the T-shirts she normally wears shows.
"Y-yeah," Santana says, shaking her head and finally letting her eyes meet Brittany's. Although it doesn't last long and she is looking down at her feet in embarrassment, her face heating up.
Brittany chuckles and places her hand on Santana's arm, squeezing gently. "Hello to you too." She says amused, smirking at her girlfriend. "Like what you see?" She asks wiggling her eyebrows and holding her arms out, motioning down to her body.
Santana opens her mouth a few times, but can't exactly form sentences. "Uh," She says making Brittany only grin wider. "I-I've n-never seen y-you in a d-d-dress." Santana says, tripping badly over her words.
Brittany bites down on her lip and looks down at herself. "I don't wear them often," She admits, smiling shyly. "But I thought this was a special enough occasion." She adds with a smile, meeting Santana's eyes again.
Santana smiles at her and then feels a strong arm being draped over her shoulders. She turns her head to the side and sees Manny standing next to her. "Brittany," he greets, not exactly friendly, but definitely nicer than Santana had anticipated.
"Hi Manny." Brittany greets back, shifting her wait nervously.
They stand in the doorway for a few awkward seconds before Maribel saves them by saying that dinner is just about ready and that they can go ahead and come sit down.
o0o0o
"Brittany, how is the food?" Maribel asks with a hopeful grin, waiting on the blonde to answer.
Brittany smiles and covers her mouth as she finishes chewing. "It's really good." She compliments, nodding her head.
Maribel beams back at her before smiling at Santana as well, who looks just as pleased at the news. They both love eating and cooking Puerto Rican dishes, so it's definitely good news that Brittany at least likes one dish.
"So Brittany, what do your parents do?" Maribel asks curiously, taking a bite of her dinner and looking across the table at the blonde. This also peaks Santana's curiosity because she had been wondering herself. Her parents never seem to be home and they're obviously very wealthy.
Brittany swallows the bite that is in her mouth and picks up her glass of water. She takes a short sip before looking over at Maribel. "My dad is an archeologist and my mom is the Chief of Surgery at the Lima Memorial Hospital." She reveals, making the older Latina's brows rise.
"Your mother is Susan Pierce." Maribel states rather than asks.
Brittany nods her head and gives the woman a curious look. "You know her?"
Maribel smiles and nods her head, taking a sip of water. "She is my boss." She says matter of fact, making Brittany's eyes widen. "I'm an orthopedic surgeon at Lima Memorial." She informs the blonde.
"Oh," Brittany says, not exactly sure what to think. Her mother is kind of awful and she just hopes that maybe she isn't like that at work. If Maribel hates her mother, which she is pretty sure she probably does, will that effect her opinion on her? "Hopefully, she's not too hard on you," Brittany says a bit awkwardly, not really knowing what else to say. She glances over at Santana who looks a bit surprised as well.
"She is a lovely woman." Maribel says with a warm smile. "And an amazing Doctor and boss as well." She adds, which just confuses Brittany even more.
Obviously her mother is very different at work then at home.
"She takes her job very seriously." Maribel continues raving about the woman. "I think she is at the hospital almost 24/7. I was pretty sure she lived there." She says jokingly with a laugh, but Brittany frowns.
"She does." Brittany says simply.
It makes Maribel stop laughing, realizing that Brittany seems a bit upset. She gives her an apologetic smile and Brittany just shrugs her shoulders before looking down at her plate to take another bite.
"So an Archeologist? That sounds interesting. Does your dad enjoy it?" Maribel asks, changing the subject from her mother. Hopefully her father isn't such a sore subject.
Brittany smiles and nods her head. "Yeah, he loves it so much." She says happily. "He is actually in Africa working right now." She informs her with a proud smile.
Maribel's brows raise and she nods her head, impressed. "Africa?" She asks, and Brittany nods her head. "How long will he be there?" She asks curiously.
Brittany's smile fades a bit, but she doesn't seem as upset as when she was talking about her mother. "He has been there for about 3 months now. He should be coming home for a couple of days for Thanksgiving." She informs the woman, her smile returning at the thought of him coming home. "He always brings me really cool souvenirs from the countries he goes to." Brittany tells them, smiling widely.
Maribel just nods her head and smiles back at Brittany. She wants to comment on the fact that he has been gone for a long time, and she wants to ask if he is always gone this much. But she had already upset the girl once and she doesn't feel like she should do it again.
"Brittany, you are a junior like Santana right?" Manny asks from across Brittany. She looks up at him and nods her head in response. "Do you have college plans yet?" He asks curiously.
Brittany clears her throat and shifts uncomfortably in her seat. "Um no not really." She answers lowly.
"Oh, you aren't going to college?" He asks, and Santana shoots him a glare.
Brittany bites down on her lip and looks down at her plate, trying to think of something to say. She obviously doesn't want to sound like a loser but she isn't going to lie and say she has all of these plans that she doesn't have. "My parents don't really think I'll get in to college," She says honestly with a small shrug.
Santana places her hand on Brittany's leg comfortingly, "M-Manny," She says sternly, giving him another glare. "I-it's not your b-business." She tells him, a bit angrily.
"No it's fine, it's a legitimate question." Brittany says, giving him a nod. "I just don't really think I am cut out for college." She says honestly. "I've never really been that good at school." She explains. "Unlike Santana here." She says, directing her attention over to her girlfriend who smiles and blushes. Brittany giggles at her and scrunches her nose up affectionately.
Manny nods his head, but continues eyeing her. "So do you have any future plans at all?" He asks, pulling the two from each other. Santana sighs loudly and he just gives his little sister an incredulous look, putting his hands up in defense as if he hadn't done anything wrong. And really he hadn't, these are questions a lot of people get asked, especially at their age because college and the future is getting closer.
However, Santana can tell that Brittany is uncomfortable with the conversation. And she doesn't like it.
"I'm not really sure yet, I guess." Brittany says awkwardly with a small shrug.
"Well, I'm sure you will figure it out." Maribel cuts in before her son can say another word. She smiles politely at the girl then continues eating her dinner.
Santana squeezes Brittany's knee reassuringly and Brittany looks over at her girlfriend, giving her a small smile.
"So Brittany, Santana was telling me all about your first date." Maribel says, steering the conversation in a completely different direction. Santana's eyes widen and she shakes her head vigorously at her mother who just ignores her. "I think it was the sweetest thing of you to bring her home in the middle of it and continue here." She commends. "I know how uncomfortable public places can be for my Santana, and that was very considerate of you." She says smiling warmly at Brittany.
Brittany smiles and even blushes a little at Maribel's words. "It was no big deal," She says dismissively. "I just wanted her to be comfortable." She adds with a shrug. "I still had a really great time." She says looking over at Santana and smiling warmly at her.
"You know, I'm really surprised that Santana is already comfortable enough to speak around you." Maribel notes before taking another bite. "Normally it takes her months to warm up to someone, sometimes even longer." She says honestly.
"I was surprised by that as well." Manny agrees.
Brittany just looks over at Santana again, not really knowing what to say.
"I think it shows just how much she likes you." Maribel says with a sly grin.
Santana's eyes widen and her face turns beat red. "Mom!" She squeaks out, covering her face with her hands.
Everyone at the table chuckles at her reaction and Brittany pouts sympathetically at her. "The feeling is very mutual." Brittany says honestly, hoping to ease Santana's embarrassment by stating that she feels the same way. Brittany places her arm on the back of Santana's chair and caresses her back gently with her fingers.
Santana slowly slides her hands away from her face and looks over at Brittany who just grins at her. Santana can't help but smile back at her.
Maribel smiles adoringly at the two and even Manny can't deny how sweet Brittany is with Santana.
"You know I think it's really cool that you guys are so accepting of Santana liking girls." Brittany says, turning her attention over to Maribel and Manny across the table. "A lot of families aren't."
Maribel smiles and nods her head. "We always have been." She says matter of fact. "We just want Santana to be happy." She says smiling over at her daughter before letting her eyes drift back to Brittany. "I remember I first knew, because she had a huge crush on her old babysitter." Maribel says with a chuckle and once again Santana's eyes go wide.
"I d-d-did not!" She screeches, completely embarrassed.
"She so did," Manny says with a smirk. "Holly Holiday." He says, looking at his sister teasingly. "She was super hot. Blonde hair, blue eyes." He says as Santana's face just keeps getting redder and redder. "I think Santana has a type." He adds thoughtfully, a smirk growing on his face again.
Brittany bites down on her lip, but can't help let a small giggle escape her lips. She continues scratching Santana's back gently as the brunette glares daggers over at her brother, her face as red as a tomato.
"I d-d-didn't l-l-l-li-" Santana tries to protest, but her stutter starts to get the best of her and she just groans.
Brittany pouts at her girlfriend and scoots a bit closer to her, moving her hand up to caress Santana's back, rather than just scratch it gently with her fingers. "Hey, it's okay," She says softly. She knows that Santana is really embarrassed right now and getting worked up which is making her stutter even worse.
Santana sighs and brings her hands up to her face, trying to compose herself. "I d-d-didn't l-like her." She says after a few seconds.
Manny just smirks at her. Maribel's smile that had been soft as she watched Brittany comfort Santana, turns amused.
"I found her doodling little hearts around the letters: H.H and S.L." Maribel says matter of fact, making Santana groan loudly and kick her foot against the ground. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry." The older woman apologizes, although she doesn't sound very sorry. "I'll stop." She promises.
Brittany bites down on her lip to hold in a giggle and continues rubbing Santana's back comfortingly. She knows how embarrassed Santana is feeling, but she finds the story absolutely adorable.
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They finish up dinner and Brittany offers to help clean up, but Maribel shoos her out of the kitchen with a towel. "Brittany, if you want to stay for a little bit longer that is fine." Maribel informs her as she begins clearing the table. "Since it is a school night, I'd just like you to be gone by 10 please." She adds and Brittany nods her, smiling gratefully.
She turns to Santana who is also smiling, pleased with the invitation her mother had offered. "We c-can go watch a m-movie?" Santana suggests, looking up at her girlfriend.
Brittany nods and follows Santana to through the living room, headed for the staircase.
"Leave the door open!" Maribel yells loud enough for the retreating girls to hear her.
Santana rolls her eyes and groans, her feet stomping a little heavier up the stairs and Brittany just giggles.
Manny watches the two of them disappear upstairs then start helping his mother clean up the kitchen. "So what did you think?" He asks his mother, carrying a stack of plates over to the sink.
Maribel turns the water on and opens the dishwasher next to the sink. She takes one of the plates from the stack and begins rinsing it under the water. "I really like her Manny." She says honestly. "She doesn't seem to be troublemaker." She adds with a shrug. "I think she is good for Santana."
Manny sighs and leans up against the counter next to his mother. "Looks can be deceiving," he mumbles, making her side glance him. "All I'm saying is I remember how much trouble she used to get into while I was in school with them." He explains. "I personally watched her get into multiple fights and I've also heard a lot of things."
"Manny, that was also two years ago. She is older, maybe she has grown up and matured." She suggests, placing a plate into the dishwasher. "Look either way, I need you to at least try and accept her," She says looking up at him. "For Santana." She adds, firmly.
Manny rolls his eyes, but doesn't protest. "I can try, and I can play nice, but that doesn't mean I trust her." He says honestly.
Maribel nods her head and goes back to her dishes. "I'm not asking you to trust her, but you can at least try and like her, because Santana likes her a lot and you can't deny that Brittany likes her just as much." She says matter of fact.
"I know that." Manny says. "I don't deny that Brittany doesn't like her, I just don't like that Santana likes her." He says truthfully. "I just don't want Santana to get hurt. Brittany is the first person she has really opened up to outside of us and I don't want it to end badly." He explains, making Maribel nod in agreement.
She walks over to her son and places her hands on either side of his face, "I love how protective you are of your sister." She says adoringly. "Neither one of us want her to get hurt, but she is going to Manny." She tells him honestly, making him frown. "Maybe not by Brittany, maybe by Brittany but we can't stop it. Everyone gets hurt at some point in life and we can't always protect her, it's going to happen." She says with a slight shrug. "We just have to be there for her, when it does happen."
Manny looks away from his mother but nods. "I know, she's just been through a lot already." He says, and she nods knowingly.
"I know honey." She tells him, before pulling away. She goes back to doing her dishes and the two fall into a silence, both thinking about Santana.
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The girls get into Santana's room and Santana watches the blonde sit down on her bed and kick her shoes off. She then smiles up at Santana and gives her a curious look, wondering why she is still standing in the doorway just staring at her. "You okay?" Brittany asks, concerned. "Dinner went better than I had thought it would." She says honestly, hoping that it had been the same for Santana.
Santana nods her head and walks over to Brittany. "It went well." She agrees.
Brittany grins and reaches out, hooking her fingers in Santana's belt loops then pulls her towards her. "What movie do you want to watch?" She asks, gently placing her hands on Santana's hips.
Santana shrugs her shoulders, covering Brittany's hands with her own. "I don't have very many." She says with a frown, glancing over to her shelf that holds her DVDs. It's mostly filled with video games a a few movies she doesn't think Brittany will really be interested in. "But you can pick it out." She says with a shrug, looking back down at Brittany.
The blonde nods and stands up from the bed. She squeezes Santana's hands before letting them go and walking over to the DVD collection to look them over. "You have a lot of super hero movies." She states, glancing over at her girlfriend.
Santana nods her head and blushes a bit, hoping Brittany won't think she is completely lame.
"Oh, the Dark Knight, I love this one!" Brittany exclaims, pulling the DVD out.
She looks over at Santana who nods her head, letting Brittany know she is okay with the choice. Brittany then turns her attention to the DVD player, turning it on and putting the DVD in.
"I um, I g-got you s-s-something." Santana says quietly as she watches Brittany put the movie in.
Brittany turns to look at her curiously and notices how nervous Santana looks, but the brunette is also smiling. Brittany turns back to the DVD player and hits play before standing up and walking over to Santana. "What did you get me?" She asks curiously, reaching for Santana's hands.
Santana ducks her head down and smiles bashfully. She starts to tell her but then she decides just to show her instead. So she lets go of Brittany's hands and moves over to her dresser where she had been keeping the gift until she could give it to her.
She pulls the unicorn onesie out and bites down on her lip, turning to face Brittany and present it to her.
Brittany takes the onesie out of Santana's hands and holds it up, letting it unfold. She smiles widely and drops if back down so she can see Santana. "This is awesome." She says excitedly. "Thank you so much," She says sincerely, pulling Santana into a big hug. "I'm going to wear it now." She says once she pulls back.
Santana grins and pulls her own out of the drawer before going into the bathroom to change into one herself.
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Santana follows Brittany outside onto the front porch, shutting the front door behind her. She spots Brittany's motorcycle sitting in the driveway and she smiles, "You rode your b-bike." She states, eying it. She's really starting to like riding it and honestly she's a little bummed that it is getting too cold to ride it.
Brittany glances over at it and nods her head. "Yeah, riding it calms my nerves." She admits with a small shrug. "Although it was a little risky in the dress I was wearing." She says, glancing down at the dress that is currently in her arms, since she hadn't wanted to change.
Santana smiles and looks at Brittany adoringly. "You were really that nervous?" She asks curiously.
Brittany laughs and looks away, slightly embarrassed. "Yeah, I just wanted them to like me and it wasn't like the normal meet the parents situation. They'd already heard things about me and didn't like me. I already had points against me before even getting here." She explains.
"Yeah well I'm pretty sure my mom loves you." Santana says with a smile. "And Manny will come around." She assures.
Nodding her head, Brittany exhales through her nose. "He didn't kill me, so that's always good." She says with a hint of a smirk. "As long as you still like me, that's all that really matters." She says affectionately, pulling Santana to her and wrapping her arms around the brunette's waist. "I'll keep working on him though." She adds with a smile.
Santana grins and rests her hands on Brittany's arms. "I-I want to k-k-kiss you again." She blurts out, her eyes glancing down to Brittany's soft pink lips.
Brittany giggles, "You can kiss me as much as you want." She says with a grin, her own eyes darting down to Santana's naturally pouty lips.
Santana's eyes move back up to Brittany's and then back down to her lips. She takes a deep breath and subconsciously licks her bottom lip. Her heart feels as if it is going to burst out of her chest at any moment and she can feel her palms starting to sweat.
She really wants Brittany to lean in and make the move, but it doesn't seem like she is going to. She wants her to kiss her.
Brittany's thrombus start caressing the small of Santana's back, trying to calm her down a bit. She can tell how worked up and nervous Santana has suddenly gotten and she knows it is because she wants to kiss her, but is afraid to make the move herself.
But Brittany wants to see if she'll do it.
So she waits.
Santana's gaze moves back down to Brittany's lips and she slowly starts to lean in. She can hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears and she feels close to passing out, yet her body continues moving forward towards Brittany's lips.
Their lips finally meet and Santana's whole body tingles with excitement. It's just as good as she had remembered.
Brittany's hands wrap tighter around Santana's waist as she pulls her in closer to her, pressing their bodies together. Santana's arms wrap tightly around Brittany's neck and she slowly starts moving her lips against Brittany's, just like she had done earlier in the day.
"M-my lips feel all t-t-tingly," Santana whispers, once she pulls away, though she keeps her face close to Brittany.
Brittany grins and rubs her nose against Santana's, before pressing another kiss to her lips.
"D-do you feel tingly t-t-too?" Santana asks, making Brittany giggle against her lips.
Brittany nods her head, letting her nose brush up against Santana's cheek. "My whole body is tingling." She admits, smiling affectionately at the girl, making Santana grin.
Santana caresses the back of Brittany's neck with her fingers and smiles at her, dimples showing and nose scrunching up.
Brittany can't help herself and she leans back in, kissing Santana again. Her hands move up and down Santana's back as she slides her lips against Santana's puffy ones. After a second, she inhales deeply through her nose and pulls away with a small groan. "I should get going." She says reluctantly.
Santana pokes her bottom lip out and pouts up at her girlfriend.
Brittany pokes Santana's bottom lip with her finger and smiles adoringly at her. "Your mom will probably be out here any second." She says with a small smirk.
Santana continues frowning but nods her head, knowing that Brittany is right. "T-T-thank you for c-c-coming." She says sincerely, pulling Brittany into a hug.
Brittany holds Santana tight and presses a kiss to the top of Santana's head. "I had a good time." She tells her honestly. "i love you family."
Brittany pulls back after a second and smiles back at the warm smile Santana is presenting her. "I'll see you tomorrow baby," Brittany says affectionately, giving Santana's hands a squeeze. She takes a step back and lets go of Santana's hands before spinning around and walking down the sidewalk.
As she approaches her motorcycle she has to take a deep breath in, trying to compose herself. Honestly, if she would have stood there kissing Santana for much longer, she isn't sure if she would have been able to control herself. It was getting to the point where all she wanted to do was push Santana up against the door and shove her tongue down her throat.
Okay so that isn't exactly romantic.
It's just that she's never had to wait this long before sleeping with someone. She doesn't mind waiting, because she wants Santana to be comfortable and ready if they ever do that. But that doesn't mean that it is easy for her to control herself. Especially considering just how much she wants Santana.
She grabs her helmet and places it over her head turning back to look at the front door. Santana is still standing there watching her with a smile on her face. It makes Brittany grin back as well although Santana can't see it because of the helmet.
Brittany climbs onto her bike and starts it up. She gives Santana a wave, before walking the bike out of the driveway and riding away.
A/N: So let me know as always! (:
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