it's brittany bitch: just like old times

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 Brittany cuddled up to Santana, the thrill of all of her kisses making Brittany a little lightheaded. Her hand rubbed the skin of Santana’s back gently as she felt her heartbeat slowly return to normal. Brittany kissed Santana on the forehead and said, “You’re going to be the best girlfriend ever. I can tell already.” She smiled and hugged Santana close.

Being with Santana like this, just for cuddles, was probably the greatest feeling Brittany knew. Brittany was used to guys just wanting to get with her, and of course she’d do it because how else was she supposed to stay popular? But Santana was different - Santana didn’t expect anything like that from Brittany and it made her feel special. It made Brittany feel so special that she swore in that moment to never let Santana go - not without a fight, at least.

“I can’t be the best girlfriend ever.” Santana protested, shaking her head a little. “How can I be, when you’re the best girlfriend ever, Britt. I really love you.” She promised, kissing Brittany’s cheek gently. “Are we going to go swimming tomorrow, Britt?” She asked hopefully. Santana loved the fact that being laid with Brittany in that moment meant she could feel her bare skin pressed against her, them both being covered only by a bikini top and some shorts - but Santana now really wanted to show her girlfriend off, show people what they were missing, because Brittany was hers, and now, they didn’t have a chance with her.

Santana would gladly kick anyone’s ass if they tried to get in the way of what they had, especially after what they had been through to get here, and what they would no doubt have to endure when they got to school.

Santana wanted to make the most of the summer, being able to go out with her girlfriend and not have to worry about jocks cornering them in corridors to slushie them. The two were cheerleaders - and clearly the hottest two members of the Cheerios - but that wouldn’t stop the hockey players from throwing slushies at them if they wanted to.

It was safe to say that Santana wasn’t looking forward to September, when they would have to face everyone at school; but they had time to get used to it all - being close in public, other people’s confused, or possibly disgusted looks. It was still pretty scary to Santana that people could look at her like that for being in love, but it was worth it.