Frailty : Chapter 11- It's time to paaarty!!!
Title: Frailty
Chapter: 10 - Invitation
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Brittana
Summary: AU Racer!Britt Lawyer!Santana. There’s an awkward silence between the two of them as they try to process their actions, and it’s so easy for them to slip back into their old ways {although this argument is nowhere near the magnitude of the others.}
A/N: Plot not mine. Originally came from brittana.livejournal.com/481869.html. UnBeta'd as always, so appologies for any mistakes..
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9A | Part 9B | Part 10
Santana’s not quite sure why she’s here {because she’s certain she made a promise to herself that she wouldn’t tempt fate.} But she’s here none the less and in her best dress {it’s a deep red that clings to her in all the right places} that has never failed to help her pull a girl, which is scary because the only girl she can imagine wanting to pull is Brittany and she’s not sure that’s what she wants.
Quinn’s hanging nervously to Finn, casting anxious glances around the room, sort of like she’s searching for someone. Finn hasn’t noticed his wife’s strange behaviour, but with the notable absence of anybody interesting Santana’s been watching Quinn closely. So Santana steals Quinn away from her husband and demands to know what’s going on. Quinn waits till the two of them are away from prying eyes before she breaks down and cries.
Quinn’s story is a long one, but Santana gets the essence of it. Charlotte’s actual father just happens to be one of Brittany’s closest friends, one Noah Puckerman.
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Brittany’s spent hours getting ready because she’s never had a party in her honour before and she want’s to look her best. There’s all sorts of butterflies in her stomach and she spends the best part of half an hour trying to figure out how they got in there {because she can’t remember eating them} so instead of putting on her dress she sits at her computer googling ways for butterflies to get into your stomach. She’s no closer to an answer when Puck and Kurt barrel through the door and Artie enters with more decorum. Puck openly oogles Brittany’s choice of dress and even knocks out a few lewd comments and Kurt whisks her to the bedroom before she can even retaliate.
She comes out dressed to the nines, in a black suit like dress and matching top hat and she feels fabulous, as Kurt puts it an absolute lady killer. Puck shoots Kurt a look and Brittany pretends to have no idea what he’s on about, but when they climb into the limo she checks her reflection and hopes that she is.
The party is in full swing when they get there and the butterflies have made a return in Brittany’s stomach. She tries to get back in the limo three times before puck wraps his arm tightly round her and Kurt laces his hand in hers. They enter the room as a foursome, hand in hand to a silent crowd and then a loud cheer. They split up then, Kurt leaning backwards to take Sam’s hand and Puck trying to help get Artie and his wheelchair down the stairs, leaving Brittany to descend the stairs on her own and giving her the perfect view of a very delicious looking Santana {Brittany nearly falls face first down the stairs.}
The first person to greet her is Senor Lopez whose smiling widely and congratulating her on the win, his daughter is nowhere in sight and Brittany’s stomach sinks, but when she’s introduced to the owners of the team she can’t believe that it’s Mike Chang one of her oldest friends and once partner in dance related crime. She’s delighted to meet Mike’s wife because she’s nothing like the type of girl Mike used to go for, but they look so damn happy that Brittany can’t help but want that so damn badly {and she can’t help but wonder if she can be that happy with Santana.} Brittany does the customary rounds but before she knows it Mike’s in front of her, smile on his face and hand extended. She knows what that look means and although neither of them is dancers anymore it’s sort of like breathing to them.
She lets Mike lead her to the dance floor and she relishes how familiar this all is, because after seven years her body never forgets Mike’s, and Mike’s never forgets Brittany. The dance floor clears when they step on it, because it’s well known that Mike’s one of the best dancers ever and if he’s chosen Brittany to dance with it’s going to be something special. Brittany grins and Mike, and Mike smiles back before two familiar voices ring through the air, Rachel Berry and Mercedes Jones one a Broadway legend and the other a chart topping diva. The quick beat spreads through Brittany and suddenly she’s giddy and letting the beat drag her and Mike around the dance floor.
Their quick and smooth and generally spectacular and nobody can keep their eyes from the duo. Santana tries to ignore her, but the way she moves, the way she smiles it all so captivating that she can’t look away and as Mike launches her into the air she can’t deny that she feels something akin to love and maybe she doesn’t want to fight it anymore, she doesn’t want to be scared.
The music finishes and Brittany and Mike are fighting for breath because there both out of shape, but both coming down from the high of dancing with an equal once more. When the next song comes on they both look to each other and Brittany’s eyebrows raise slightly and her lips pull into a smile, before anybody can even comprehend their ability to talk without words Brittany’s spinning once more, and Mike’s pressed back up against her in a dance just as energetic as the last.
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Santana’s out on the balcony trying to slow her pulse down, because the way Brittany dances has made her feel things that are far too inappropriate. It’s relatively secluded in her little spot and she’s contemplating trying something to relieve the heat when Brittany stumbles onto the balcony, face flushed and waving her hand frantically to cool herself down. Brittany’s contemplating jumping into the pool below when she notices that she’s not entirely alone, and that not entirely alone is one Santana Lopez.
Santana panics and tries to hide herself behind the lone plant while Brittany loses her train of thought and almost throws herself of the balcony so Santana won’t see her. But Brittany knows Santana’s seen her so she turns around a prays to god that this time there’s no arguing, and Santana hopes that she’s strong enough to be herself.
There’s no arguing, no talking just a need that they both recognise and react to, and before they realise what’s going on Santana’s pressed against the wall, Brittany’s mouth pressed against hers. The sounds of the music are drowned out by the sound of Santana as Brittany brings her to a release, and sends her pulse racing even faster. Brittany pulls her hand from beneath Santana’s dress as she tries to control her breathing {because really she can’t believe what she’s just done} and Santana struggles to keep herself upright {because she’s never felt like this, and now all she wants to do is make Brittany feel the same.}
There’s an awkward silence between the two of them as they try to process their actions, and it’s so easy for them to slip back into their old ways {although this argument is nowhere near the magnitude of the others.} There’s a moment when both are sure that the argument is going to destroy what they could have just created, but then it passes and suddenly Santana’s not so scared anymore and Brittany is more in love with Santana than she’s ever been {it’s laughter that leads to a few more kisses and a certainty that they both want something more.} There’s so much between them that even Brittany knows they need to talk, but for now things are simple and they both just want to enjoy it. Puck breaks the moment with an ill timed lewd comment {and Santana is especially harsh to him because he got her best friend pregnant and he’s effectively cut of valuable kissing time.} But the guy has a point, people will talk when the star of the party goes missing for well above an hour. Brittany apologises and heads for Puck, before Santana jumps forward and grabs her hand.
Santana hopes Brittany knows that walking in hand in hand is Santana’s own little way of showing her commitment to this, to her {Brittany’s always been observant, and from what she knows this is huge for Santana, and maybe Santana feels as much as she does.} Something major changes the moment they step through the balcony doors and the entire guest list knows that Brittany and Santana are maybe official. And even though it’s scary, that fear of rejection, everybody’s smiling and Quinn finally look’s happy. Santana doesn’t wait to hear everybody’s congratulations {because the flush in Brittany’s face is oh so endearing, and there’s only one thing Santana needs right now and she’s stood right next to her shaking everybody’s hand} she whispers in Brittany’s ear and the two promptly leave the party to continue what they started on the balcony. There’s so much to be said, but Santana knows that can wait till tomorrow, tonight there’s feelings to explore.
Chapter: 10 - Invitation
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Brittana
Summary: AU Racer!Britt Lawyer!Santana. There’s an awkward silence between the two of them as they try to process their actions, and it’s so easy for them to slip back into their old ways {although this argument is nowhere near the magnitude of the others.}
A/N: Plot not mine. Originally came from brittana.livejournal.com/481869.html. UnBeta'd as always, so appologies for any mistakes..
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9A | Part 9B | Part 10
Santana’s not quite sure why she’s here {because she’s certain she made a promise to herself that she wouldn’t tempt fate.} But she’s here none the less and in her best dress {it’s a deep red that clings to her in all the right places} that has never failed to help her pull a girl, which is scary because the only girl she can imagine wanting to pull is Brittany and she’s not sure that’s what she wants.
Quinn’s hanging nervously to Finn, casting anxious glances around the room, sort of like she’s searching for someone. Finn hasn’t noticed his wife’s strange behaviour, but with the notable absence of anybody interesting Santana’s been watching Quinn closely. So Santana steals Quinn away from her husband and demands to know what’s going on. Quinn waits till the two of them are away from prying eyes before she breaks down and cries.
Quinn’s story is a long one, but Santana gets the essence of it. Charlotte’s actual father just happens to be one of Brittany’s closest friends, one Noah Puckerman.
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Brittany’s spent hours getting ready because she’s never had a party in her honour before and she want’s to look her best. There’s all sorts of butterflies in her stomach and she spends the best part of half an hour trying to figure out how they got in there {because she can’t remember eating them} so instead of putting on her dress she sits at her computer googling ways for butterflies to get into your stomach. She’s no closer to an answer when Puck and Kurt barrel through the door and Artie enters with more decorum. Puck openly oogles Brittany’s choice of dress and even knocks out a few lewd comments and Kurt whisks her to the bedroom before she can even retaliate.
She comes out dressed to the nines, in a black suit like dress and matching top hat and she feels fabulous, as Kurt puts it an absolute lady killer. Puck shoots Kurt a look and Brittany pretends to have no idea what he’s on about, but when they climb into the limo she checks her reflection and hopes that she is.
The party is in full swing when they get there and the butterflies have made a return in Brittany’s stomach. She tries to get back in the limo three times before puck wraps his arm tightly round her and Kurt laces his hand in hers. They enter the room as a foursome, hand in hand to a silent crowd and then a loud cheer. They split up then, Kurt leaning backwards to take Sam’s hand and Puck trying to help get Artie and his wheelchair down the stairs, leaving Brittany to descend the stairs on her own and giving her the perfect view of a very delicious looking Santana {Brittany nearly falls face first down the stairs.}
The first person to greet her is Senor Lopez whose smiling widely and congratulating her on the win, his daughter is nowhere in sight and Brittany’s stomach sinks, but when she’s introduced to the owners of the team she can’t believe that it’s Mike Chang one of her oldest friends and once partner in dance related crime. She’s delighted to meet Mike’s wife because she’s nothing like the type of girl Mike used to go for, but they look so damn happy that Brittany can’t help but want that so damn badly {and she can’t help but wonder if she can be that happy with Santana.} Brittany does the customary rounds but before she knows it Mike’s in front of her, smile on his face and hand extended. She knows what that look means and although neither of them is dancers anymore it’s sort of like breathing to them.
She lets Mike lead her to the dance floor and she relishes how familiar this all is, because after seven years her body never forgets Mike’s, and Mike’s never forgets Brittany. The dance floor clears when they step on it, because it’s well known that Mike’s one of the best dancers ever and if he’s chosen Brittany to dance with it’s going to be something special. Brittany grins and Mike, and Mike smiles back before two familiar voices ring through the air, Rachel Berry and Mercedes Jones one a Broadway legend and the other a chart topping diva. The quick beat spreads through Brittany and suddenly she’s giddy and letting the beat drag her and Mike around the dance floor.
Their quick and smooth and generally spectacular and nobody can keep their eyes from the duo. Santana tries to ignore her, but the way she moves, the way she smiles it all so captivating that she can’t look away and as Mike launches her into the air she can’t deny that she feels something akin to love and maybe she doesn’t want to fight it anymore, she doesn’t want to be scared.
The music finishes and Brittany and Mike are fighting for breath because there both out of shape, but both coming down from the high of dancing with an equal once more. When the next song comes on they both look to each other and Brittany’s eyebrows raise slightly and her lips pull into a smile, before anybody can even comprehend their ability to talk without words Brittany’s spinning once more, and Mike’s pressed back up against her in a dance just as energetic as the last.
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Santana’s out on the balcony trying to slow her pulse down, because the way Brittany dances has made her feel things that are far too inappropriate. It’s relatively secluded in her little spot and she’s contemplating trying something to relieve the heat when Brittany stumbles onto the balcony, face flushed and waving her hand frantically to cool herself down. Brittany’s contemplating jumping into the pool below when she notices that she’s not entirely alone, and that not entirely alone is one Santana Lopez.
Santana panics and tries to hide herself behind the lone plant while Brittany loses her train of thought and almost throws herself of the balcony so Santana won’t see her. But Brittany knows Santana’s seen her so she turns around a prays to god that this time there’s no arguing, and Santana hopes that she’s strong enough to be herself.
There’s no arguing, no talking just a need that they both recognise and react to, and before they realise what’s going on Santana’s pressed against the wall, Brittany’s mouth pressed against hers. The sounds of the music are drowned out by the sound of Santana as Brittany brings her to a release, and sends her pulse racing even faster. Brittany pulls her hand from beneath Santana’s dress as she tries to control her breathing {because really she can’t believe what she’s just done} and Santana struggles to keep herself upright {because she’s never felt like this, and now all she wants to do is make Brittany feel the same.}
There’s an awkward silence between the two of them as they try to process their actions, and it’s so easy for them to slip back into their old ways {although this argument is nowhere near the magnitude of the others.} There’s a moment when both are sure that the argument is going to destroy what they could have just created, but then it passes and suddenly Santana’s not so scared anymore and Brittany is more in love with Santana than she’s ever been {it’s laughter that leads to a few more kisses and a certainty that they both want something more.} There’s so much between them that even Brittany knows they need to talk, but for now things are simple and they both just want to enjoy it. Puck breaks the moment with an ill timed lewd comment {and Santana is especially harsh to him because he got her best friend pregnant and he’s effectively cut of valuable kissing time.} But the guy has a point, people will talk when the star of the party goes missing for well above an hour. Brittany apologises and heads for Puck, before Santana jumps forward and grabs her hand.
Santana hopes Brittany knows that walking in hand in hand is Santana’s own little way of showing her commitment to this, to her {Brittany’s always been observant, and from what she knows this is huge for Santana, and maybe Santana feels as much as she does.} Something major changes the moment they step through the balcony doors and the entire guest list knows that Brittany and Santana are maybe official. And even though it’s scary, that fear of rejection, everybody’s smiling and Quinn finally look’s happy. Santana doesn’t wait to hear everybody’s congratulations {because the flush in Brittany’s face is oh so endearing, and there’s only one thing Santana needs right now and she’s stood right next to her shaking everybody’s hand} she whispers in Brittany’s ear and the two promptly leave the party to continue what they started on the balcony. There’s so much to be said, but Santana knows that can wait till tomorrow, tonight there’s feelings to explore.