Santana blushed as she felt Britt's soft lips on her cheek. She briefly let her tools fall and kissed her girlfriend deeply.
"I missed you so much!" she said as she hugged the blonde. "And of course do I have to make you dinner." she said with a smile she continued making dinner.
"How was your day? By the way, you look amazing." And at that, Brittany got another kiss.
The blonde just glowed as she was kissed several times.. and she kissed her girlfriend in return deeply. "And you look amazing too, San!.. Damn.." Brittany said as she admired her girlfriend from a short distance away.
"Well.. you know, working with kids has its perks.. and.. it's.. well.. funny accidents." Brittany said as she rolled her pants leg up, revealing a band aid on her knee.
"Kids are amazing, don't get me wrong, but.. handling 12 at a time is never a picnic" she said as she laughed gently.
Brittany came up from behind Santana and leaned her head on her shoulder as she wrapped her arms around her waist. "And.. how was your day, dear..?" she said as she carefully took Santana's utensils away from her as she went to work herself.
In the back of her mind, Brittany wondered if she should mention the child asking to 'meet her boyfriend' or whatever sometime soon.. but Britt was a bit shy to bring up that subject, so she brushed it off quickly.
"Aw baby, what happened to your knee?" Santana asked as she let her hand move down her girlfriend's neck. She loved it when Brittany was holding her from behind.
"Hey give that back!" she exclaimed with. A smile as she took her girl's hands and tried to get the utensils out of them. Brittany's hands were warm as usual so Santana actually didn't want to let go. She then noticed a brief change in her behavior and turned around to her.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" she asked as she looked into those two blue eyes.
"Let's just say that marbles and 7-year olds don't mix.." Brittany exclaimed as she made wipeout noises. "I'm lucky I didn't break my butt.." she giggled slyly.
Brittany rested temporarily with her girlfriend before she noticed she had spun around and asked her about what was going on.
"Nothing hon.. just.. I had another kid come up to me and ask to .. 'meet my boyfriend' again.. and.." she stared at the floor, ashamed of herself.. and not at all brave enough to stare into Santana's eyes at this moment.. "and I was too scared to correct them.. and.. tell them.. that I have a girlfriend .." she looked up at those brown eyes.. and waited, worried that her girlfriend would be angry at her.
"I-I'm sorry San.." she quietly whispered, "I'm that .. the kids won't love me anymore.. if they find out.." she curls close to her girlfriend and lets a few tears fall from her cheeks. She inhales Santana's scent deeply.. and buries her face in her dark wavy locks. She clenches her girlfriend's core for support.
"Baby..." Santana whispered before she wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and pulled her close.
"It's okay, sweetie... Really..."
The Latina gently kissed Britt's head and rubbed her back. "I understand... I mean, I don't tell them at work either. Please don't cry." she begged and pulled back a little.
"I love you. And as much as I want the world to know that, we need to keep our jobs." She smiled sweetly at her blonde and gave her a kiss.
"You know what? I'll come with you and say we're best friends but I'll hold your hand. Okay?" the Latina suggested, tucking some blond locks behind Brittany's ear.
That did it- the blonde was beaming with joy. "R-really..? You'll hold my hand..?" She could hardly contain her excitement.
"I mean.. it's possible that.. if they saw us together, that.. maybe they could put 2 and 2 together on their own.." she said, thinking that maybe they'd seem way too close to just be friends.
"Let's just hope I don't accidentally kiss you, haha!" Britt said as she kissed her girlfriend's nose. "I will try to restrain myself, but it will be hard.. because.. damn you look oh so hot.." Brittany's fingers trailed down to Santana's waist and she pulled her close, almost slow-dancing with her girl in their lovely kitchen.
After dinner was finished and they had sat down to eat, the couple started to tell stories about their day at work. Brittany giggled as she told her girl about the silly things the children had done.
Santana tried to focus on her girlfriend's stories but she couldn't stop staring at her. She looked amazing. Tired but oh so amazing. Her blue eyes shined as she spoke proudly about 'her' children and her smile was delightful.
The second Brittany finished her sentence, Santana took her hand and smiled.
"I love you. So much."
At that, she winked and continued eating.
After doing the dishes, and playing with the water, the couple was laying on the couch watching House. Santana was holding Brittany and was drawing small circles on her arm as she watched a boy on TV crying that he might be going to die. It made her think of when her love would die, once, hopefully a million years away. The thought made her sad and her heart ached.
The Latina pulled her blonde closer and softly kissed the skin on Brittany's exposed neck.
Brittany wound her arms around her girlfriend's waist protectively and continued to watch the sad program.
Her lip quivered as it was announced that the boy had a fatal condition.. and .. she sniffled a little and buried her face in Santana's shoulder.
"Why do people have to die so young.." she muttered as she clenched her girlfriend even closer to her body.
Brittany often felt scared of losing people.. particularly those who were very close to her, like Santana. She gently stroked her girlfriend's back and noted to herself that she was there, and she would not leave.. not ever.
"Baby, don't cry.." Santana whispered into her girlfriend's ear. "I guess some people don't have so much time on earth."
She held Britt close, wanting to cheer her up. She sat up and turned the TV off.
She jumped over the blonde and grabbed her hand.
"Let's go for a walk."
She put some flip flops on and gave her love a kiss before she smiled sweetly.
The blonde sniffled a bit and blinked away her tears. She gripped her girlfriend's hand tightly and gave her a sweet smile.
She giggled, "You wanna go on a walk even when it's this late..? It's gonna be dark..!" she giggled and put her arm around Santana's shoulders for both comfort and guidance through the dark.
It made her a little bit sad, when she realized that the only time they had gone out of their house holding hands and walking closely.. was now. Brittany shrugged the idea out of her mind with calm reassurance that perhaps maybe someday they could walk out of their house as a real couple, and although people may stare, they wouldn't mind anymore.
Britt leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on Santana's cheek.
"Hey San..?" She curiously asked, "Do you think.. that.. maybe someday soon. .we could walk like this in daylight..?" She seemed somewhat doubtful, but she wondered what her girlfriend thought of this.
That question startled the Latina. She frowned and looked at her girlfriend.
She loved her. Of course she did. More than anything. But the thought of walking together like that when everyone could see them... It scared her.
Santana looked at her lover and sighed.
"I.. I don't know, Britts.. I don't want anyone to hurt you. I can't even..."
San's voice cracked as tears welt up in her eyes at the idea of her girlfriend with wounds and bruises. The idea made her heart ache.
She felt like running away and never coming back. Pointing her deep brown eyes to the ground, she tried to think of something to say.
But her voice had gone just like the tears that were rolling down her cheeks.
"Oh honey.." Brittany said softly as she brushed her girlfriend's dark hair out of her face so that she could see her eyes.
Brittany placed her palms on the sides of Santana's face and leaned forward gently, resting her forehead on her girlfriend's forehead. For about a minute, they just rested like that.. just breathing, and thinking intently, but it was strangely relaxing.
The blonde gently found her way to her girlfriend's lips.. and kissed her with great passion. She admittedly shed a few tears herself.. but it was solely because she was scared too. She was just as afraid as her girlfriend was.. and she understood her completely. She just didn't want to hide forever..
"Someday I just want to introduce you as my girlfriend.." She said gently. She certainly didn't want to upset Santana any more than she already had, and she was beginning to feel bad.
"Oh gosh.. I'm sorry .. I'm sorry dear.." Brittany said as she shed a few of her own tears. "I'm sorry San.."
At times like these, she usually had something uplifting to say.. but she just couldn't think of something at the moment.
Santana's heart stopped when she felt Brittany's soft kiss. Her first thought was too pull away, afraid someone saw them. But she pushed that away and kissed back until her blonde pulled away.
"...Me too, sweetie.. But I refuse to jeopardize your safety." the Latina spoke fiercely. No one would ever hurt her girl. Not a long as she was alive.
"Don't feel bad.. I would've taken you out for a walk in daylight but.."
The images of a severely injured Brittany began running through her mind again and her voice trailed off.
She heard the beeping of the heart rate monitor. She even heard the long beep and then the silence.
Not a second later, Santana was on her knees, crying at the image of her girlfriend dead because of their love.
"You wouldn't let anyone touch me.. you would probably kick their ass before they even tried" Brittany said with a sweet smile, but before she could lean in for another kiss, she realized Santana had taken a turn for the worse.
"SANTANA..?" Brittany called at her girlfriend as she saw her fall down. She seemed to be violently sobbing, and that scared Brittany.
Without a moment of hesitation, the blonde wrapper her arms around her girl and held her there- in the middle of the sidewalk. She didn't care if anybody saw, she needed to help her girlfriend, and she needed her to be okay.
"Shhh.. sh... San.. let me take you home.. maybe this wasn't a good idea.." Brittany frowned and held her girlfriend to her chest. "C'mon.. I'll carry you home if you want.. and.. I can make you some hot chocolate.." She couldn't stand the thought of seeing Santana so upset.. and she was very worried.