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Title: in a happily ever after kind of way
Fandom: Glee
Characters/Pairing: Brittany Pierce/Santana Lopez
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None, pre-series
Summary: Their first kiss
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, the words are.
A/N: Fourth and final installment in my Mac and Cheese verse, though it can be read as a one shot.

Brittany showed up at Santana’s door with a suitcase one day.

“I spend enough time here, it’s silly not to have clothes.”

They brought the bag back to Brittany’s house the next day, full of Santana’s clothes.

They’d spent one night at each other’s house every weekend during school, but that summer they had sleepovers constantly. Their houses were close enough that they could bike back and forth and back again. Usually they spent days at Santana’s, because she had a pool, and nights at Brittany’s, because her mom always fed them a home-cooked dinner and breakfast.

They were at Brittany’s one night, giggling in her bed with the lights out because it was well past bedtime.

“Shhh!” Santana said. “We’re supposed to be sleeping and you’re so loud!”

“Oh, I’m loud?” Brittany giggled.

She went for just under Santana’s ribs—she knew exactly where the brunette was ticklish.

“Britt—” she shrieked with laughter. “Stop! Stop! Okay, uncle!”

Brittany couldn’t stop beaming as Santana caught her breath. In the light from the streetlamp coming in from the window, Santana’s cheeks were flushed and she was trying to look mad, but a grin broke through.

Brittany didn’t think about it, even. Santana just looked so beautiful that the blonde leaned down and pressed their lips together.

Santana gasped and Brittany froze, now hovering just over her best friend, who she just kissed.

“I’m sorry, San. Was that okay?” Her voice was quiet. She felt like an idiot, like a creepy idiot. Who goes around just kissing their best friend?

Except Santana whispered, “Yeah.” and leaned up to kiss her again.

It was gentle, gentler than with boys—who always wanted to stick their tongues down your throat. Santana’s tongue brushed against Brittany’s. It wasn’t insistent or demanding, just soft and this time it was Brittany who gasped. Santana replied with almost a whimper and Brittany thought she’d probably be embarrassed about that if she were doing this with anyone else.

They kissed lazily for a few minutes, enough to get both girls breathless. When they eventually stopped, Brittany curled herself into Santana, burrowing her face into the smaller girl’s neck.

“That was nice,” Brittany said.

“It was, B.”

It got somewhat awkward, then, their usual cuddling suddenly a little heavier. Santana laughed after a minute.

“Guys would probably think it was super hot.”

Brittany pushed herself up on one elbow to look at her best friend. She knew Santana was probably just trying to lighten the tension, but she didn’t care.

“I’m not telling anyone.”

“What?” Santana’s cheeks were still flushed but Brittany couldn’t tell if it was from their kissing or because she was embarrassed.

“I’m not telling anyone that we kissed,” Brittany said. “I don’t want guys being stupid about it. You’re too important to me, San.”

The brunette suddenly hugged her tight. “I love you, Britt.”

“I love you, Santana.”

They said it all the time, of course they loved each other. But that time, Brittany thought maybe they meant it in a different way. Maybe they meant it the way people said it at the end of movies, where the main girl and the hot guy always got together. Brittany thought maybe they meant it in a happily ever after kind of way.

She snuggled into her best friend again and smiled as Santana kissed the top of her head.


As soon as Brittany woke up the next morning, Santana kissed her again. Brittany pushed her away.

“Ugh. Morning breath.”

Santana giggled and ran from the room. When she leapt back into the bed thirty seconds later, something smelled minty.

“Scope,” she said and this time Brittany didn’t push her away.

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