Fic: Stored-Up Wishes Part 5
Title: Store-Up Wishes - Part 5
Author: majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Word Count: 2,337
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: Brittany and Santana go shopping and try to prevent Santana getting stretch marks!
Author's Note:
Stored-up Wishes | Stored-up Wishes - Part 2 | Stored-up Wishes - Part 3 | Stored-up Wishes - Part 4
“It looks like all of that reading has actually paid off” she flopped back down on the bed “You better get started then” she smiled pulling her top up to reveal the bump.
----
Brittany kneeled on the bed next to Santana. They’d been doing this for a couple of days now but still hadn’t figures out the best way to do it. Santana worried about laying in her stomach, she didn’t want to crush the baby
They had tried it with Santana standing next to the bed and leaning over so Brittany could rub moisturizer into her bum, but when Brittany’s little sister had walked in on them and then ran to their mother screaming, they thought they should try it another way. And trying to explain to your mother why your pregnant girlfriend is half naked bent over your bed isn’t something Brittany wants to repeat.
At the time it was probably a good thing that they were interrupted because both of them were getting far too hot and bothered about the whole thing. Not that they told each other. They hadn’t been all that intimate since they got pregnant, they were both a little worried about how sex would affect the baby.
So instead Santana is now in her underwear laying on the bed while Brittany rubs moisturiser into her baby bump.
Santana puts her arms under her head and looks at Brittany "Does it bother you?" she asked
"Does what bother me?"
"That you aren’t a cheerio anymore, because of me"
"It wasn’t BECAUSE of you, I chose to leave when coach threw you off" she said looking at Santana "and now we aren’t on cheerio’s any more we can spend more time together, just the three of us"
Santana smiled at that "The three of us" she repeated
"And with all this free time I thought we could go shopping, we need to start buying stuff for buba and we can get you some bigger clothes"
Santana's smile vanished "bigger clothes?" she said with a certain tone that made Brittany tense up "is that why this is the most physical contact we've had in months?" she shuffled off the bed away from Brittany
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh, so now you're pretending you don’t know what I’m talking about? Just admit it, you think I’m fat" she shouted across the room
"What? I don’t think you're fat.." Brittany shook her head
"Why not, I am..." Santana started to cry "I’m huge...and fat….. And horrible.."
Brittany jumped off the bed and went over to her distraught girlfriend "You are not huge and you are not horrible, you are beautiful..."
"No... I’m not" she sobbed
“You are and you are not fat, you are looking after our baby, keeping them safe and warm. If I thought you were horrible would I have you laying on my bed in your undies massaging lotion into your lovely skin? And while I was doing that would I have to keep trying to think of unsexy things just to get through it?"
"See you don’t want to have sex with me.. " Santana sniffed
Brittany pressed herself up against Santana and run her hands up and down Santana’s back finally resting them on her big comfortable knickers "if you remember, you were worried about having sex because of the baby." she said softly
"What if you poked it....?" Santana said quietly
"I read out parts of some of my books….. but, I didn’t want to pressure you into anything" Brittany continued “You should know by now that I always want to have sex with you" she smiled trying to lighten the mood "We could err... Y'know...now, If you want..... You’re practically naked already" Brittany smiled
Santana smiled back and laughed, she'd calmed down now "I….. don’t want to now…. I’m really tired" she said wiping her nose
Brittany fought the urge to roll her eyes "Ok, well how about tomorrow we go shopping and I buy you something pretty?"
“Yeah?”
“Yeah babe, anything you want” Brittany said hugging Santana again. “Now come on, we have to figure out how to get this moisturiser into your bottom”
--
They had only been in the shop about 15 minutes and already had a trolley full of stuff. They hadn’t even managed to get half way up the shop yet.
“Oh my goodness! Look at this” Brittany said holding up a bear as she walked over to Santana.
“Oh, that’s so cute! But, look at this” Santana said excitedly holding up an all-in-one outfit that looked like a bear and had a hood with small ears on.
“Oh! We have to get them both” Brittany beamed and put them on top of all the other stuff in the trolley.
They had done the same thing with practically everything they had picked up, neither of them worrying about the price of anything.
“You don’t think we have too much stuff do you?” Santana asked looking at all the clothes and toys in their trolley.
“No way” Brittany said as she was distracted by all the cots on display. “Santana look at these……. They’re so beautiful” she wandered off towards them.
It took them over two hours to go around the whole shop picking up nearly everything they needed for the baby, luckily Brittany had been making a list for months.
As they took their two trolleys of baby stuff to the till they didn’t notice the looks of the ladies behind the desk.
As Santana started taking things out of the trolley and placing them on the desk one of the ladies looked Santana up and down and then spoke
“Is one of your parents coming to pay for all of this?” she said in a voice that Santana didn’t like
“Excuse me?” Santana said about to give the woman a piece of her mind with the help of some pregnancy hormones
But Brittany interrupted “No, we’re paying” she said getting the credit card Mot had given them out and waving it
The woman gave her a strange look but began putting all the items through the till.
--
Brittany’s parents weren’t that pleased with the amount of stuff they had both bought home that day and they were even less impressed when the cot arrived a couple of days later. They were quickly running out of room in Brittany’s bedroom.
Brittany and her father had carried the flat pack box up to her room where they were going to make it.
“Okay, Santana how are we going to do this?” Brittany asked
“You can do it” Santana said from her position on Brittany’s bed
“But you know I don’t like doing things like this, I find instructions confusing”
“I’ll guide you through it, don’t worry. Okay so first open it up and lay out all the parts” Santana instructed
After 10 minutes all the parts had been laid out on Brittany’s floor. Santana had the instructions
“Right first get the end part and the bottom and the third longest screws go in the second and forth holes and then you attach the bottom part to that” Santana said
Brittany looked up at her from the floor with a blank look on her face “What parts the end part?” she asked
Santana knew this would be a long day.
There was a knock on the door about 45 minutes later
“Girls, how’s it going?” Brittany’s mum asked as she stood in the doorway. Brittany was sitting on the floor next to all the contents of the box with her arms folded. Santana sat on the bed with her head in her hands “would you like some lunch?”
“Not going well then?” Mrs Pierce asked at the table
“No” Brittany said biting into her sandwich
“It would be done if she let me do it” Santana said
“You can’t do it! You aren’t allowed to lift heavy things and I won’t let you” Brittany said angrily
“Fine! Then it’ll never be done!” Santana said noisily pushing her chair out from under the table and getting up “I’m going for a nap”
When she got to Brittany’s room Brittany’s sister was kneeling in front of the parts of the cot
“What you doing mini P?”
“I could do it” she said looking up
“Go for it” Santana said not really caring and waving her hand at all the part “Just don’t make too much noise, I need to sleep” and she flopped onto the bed and rolled away
“Santana, Santana?” Santana woke hearing her name and a hand rubbing her back
“hmmm?”
“Look was mini P did” Brittany said sitting on the edge of the bed
Santana rolled over and leaned on her elbow to see that while she was sleeping Brittany’s sister had built the whole cot and put it next to the bed where Brittany and Santana had talked about it going.
“Wow, you did a really good job” Santana said
“Thanks, I enjoyed it and I don’t like it when you two are mad at each other” she said and skipped out of the room
“I don’t like it when we’re mad at each other either” Brittany said looking at Santana
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have got angry with you, I just get fed up with not being able to do things….. It’s been months since I’ve been able to do my own shoe laces up….” Santana smiled
“Don’t worry, baby will be here soon” Brittany said rubbing Santana’s tummy “but I’ll always be here to tie your laces for you”
--
Santana waddled into the living room with a cool glass of water. As she made her way to the sofa Brittany looked up and giggled
“What?”
“You look so weird” Brittany said looking up from her seated position
“Oh! Thanks a lot, I love you too!”
Brittany shook her head “I didn’t mean it like that I just meant……” She trailed off trying to think of the right words. Santana raised her eyebrows waiting. “…….you look weird” she laughed and after a while so did Santana.
“I know what you mean, I was looking at myself in the mirror this morning and you’re right, I look weird” she laughed again as she plonked herself on the sofa next to Brittany, her bump was so big now that it looked unnatural somehow “You wouldn’t have thought the human body could do this” she said rubbing her hand over her large bump.
Brittany slumped back on the sofa and twisted to face Santana, she also put her hand on Santana’s bump and idly moved it up and down “It’s amazing” she said in awe “Our baby is in there…”
Santana leaned forward slightly and kissed Brittany’s forehead
Brittany smiled and picked up the TV remote “Let’s listen to some music” she said putting the TV onto the music channels. She flicked through trying to find something decent when she stopped suddenly.
“What’s that lady wearing?” she said
Santana looked at the telly and rolled her eyes “Please do not leave this on”
“Why? Who is she? And why is she wearing leopard print everything?”
“That’s Shania Twain and my mum used to play this song constantly when it was new, it drives me crazy”
Brittany seemed mesmerised “I kind of like it…”
“Brit, turn it ov…..oh!” Santana froze
Brittany turned to look at her “what’s wrong”
Santana put her hand back on her bump “the baby…..”
Panic hit Brittany “THE BABY WHAT?” she practically screamed
Santana looked at her calmly “It kicked” she smiled
Brittany relaxed “Here….feel” Santana said grabbing Brittany’s hand and placing it on her tummy. They waited a little while and then the baby kicked again and again and again. They both looked at each other in sheer delight but said nothing, just waited for another movement and they weren’t let down as the baby yet again moved.
“I’ve never felt baby move so much before…..” Santana said
“I think they like the music….”
Santana gave Brittany a ‘Do NOT say that’ look.
“Let’s check then” Brittany said pressing the mute button on the remote. They both waited for a second and there was no movement, Brittany un-mutes the TV and they again wait. When the baby starts moving again Brittany smiled up at Santana “See?” Santana rolled her eyes “I think baby will be a dancer with those moves”
Brittany was now obsessed with getting the baby to move, she had downloaded the Shania Twain song at the first opportunity and had put it on every ipod and mp3 player in the house.
Over the next week or so Santana had come to actually enjoy the song. It may not have been the actual song she liked, but what happened when the song played. Not only did it make their baby dance, but it made Brittany dance too. When she didn’t have her hands, and sometimes face, on the baby bump feeling it move, she was singing and dancing to the song herself.
Santana was the wrong size to be dancing herself, but watching Brittany was one of her favourite things to do and she would sing along too.
As Santana stood at the kitchen counter making a jam and banana sandwich Brittany was already dancing to the song.
Santana sang along “…But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night”
As she did Brittany danced up behind her and wrapped her arms around Santana’s waist as much as she could and said into her ear “Baby, I’ll keep you warm”
Santana turned around and carried on singing “that don’t impress me much”
Brittany fell away from Santana pretending to be hurt and clutching her heart. They both laughed and carried on singing and dancing.
As the song ended Brittany started to walk towards her ipod to play the song again, but she stopped when she saw Santana hold her tummy and look down at her feet. She followed her eyes to see a small puddle of something around her feet.
They both looked at each other “Oh” Santana said
“what…..?” Brittany pointed to the puddle “Did you pee yourself?”
“No, I think my waters just broke”
To Be Continues.....
In the mean time travel to the future in a 137 word future fic
Author: majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Word Count: 2,337
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: Brittany and Santana go shopping and try to prevent Santana getting stretch marks!
Author's Note:
Stored-up Wishes | Stored-up Wishes - Part 2 | Stored-up Wishes - Part 3 | Stored-up Wishes - Part 4
“It looks like all of that reading has actually paid off” she flopped back down on the bed “You better get started then” she smiled pulling her top up to reveal the bump.
----
Brittany kneeled on the bed next to Santana. They’d been doing this for a couple of days now but still hadn’t figures out the best way to do it. Santana worried about laying in her stomach, she didn’t want to crush the baby
They had tried it with Santana standing next to the bed and leaning over so Brittany could rub moisturizer into her bum, but when Brittany’s little sister had walked in on them and then ran to their mother screaming, they thought they should try it another way. And trying to explain to your mother why your pregnant girlfriend is half naked bent over your bed isn’t something Brittany wants to repeat.
At the time it was probably a good thing that they were interrupted because both of them were getting far too hot and bothered about the whole thing. Not that they told each other. They hadn’t been all that intimate since they got pregnant, they were both a little worried about how sex would affect the baby.
So instead Santana is now in her underwear laying on the bed while Brittany rubs moisturiser into her baby bump.
Santana puts her arms under her head and looks at Brittany "Does it bother you?" she asked
"Does what bother me?"
"That you aren’t a cheerio anymore, because of me"
"It wasn’t BECAUSE of you, I chose to leave when coach threw you off" she said looking at Santana "and now we aren’t on cheerio’s any more we can spend more time together, just the three of us"
Santana smiled at that "The three of us" she repeated
"And with all this free time I thought we could go shopping, we need to start buying stuff for buba and we can get you some bigger clothes"
Santana's smile vanished "bigger clothes?" she said with a certain tone that made Brittany tense up "is that why this is the most physical contact we've had in months?" she shuffled off the bed away from Brittany
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh, so now you're pretending you don’t know what I’m talking about? Just admit it, you think I’m fat" she shouted across the room
"What? I don’t think you're fat.." Brittany shook her head
"Why not, I am..." Santana started to cry "I’m huge...and fat….. And horrible.."
Brittany jumped off the bed and went over to her distraught girlfriend "You are not huge and you are not horrible, you are beautiful..."
"No... I’m not" she sobbed
“You are and you are not fat, you are looking after our baby, keeping them safe and warm. If I thought you were horrible would I have you laying on my bed in your undies massaging lotion into your lovely skin? And while I was doing that would I have to keep trying to think of unsexy things just to get through it?"
"See you don’t want to have sex with me.. " Santana sniffed
Brittany pressed herself up against Santana and run her hands up and down Santana’s back finally resting them on her big comfortable knickers "if you remember, you were worried about having sex because of the baby." she said softly
"What if you poked it....?" Santana said quietly
"I read out parts of some of my books….. but, I didn’t want to pressure you into anything" Brittany continued “You should know by now that I always want to have sex with you" she smiled trying to lighten the mood "We could err... Y'know...now, If you want..... You’re practically naked already" Brittany smiled
Santana smiled back and laughed, she'd calmed down now "I….. don’t want to now…. I’m really tired" she said wiping her nose
Brittany fought the urge to roll her eyes "Ok, well how about tomorrow we go shopping and I buy you something pretty?"
“Yeah?”
“Yeah babe, anything you want” Brittany said hugging Santana again. “Now come on, we have to figure out how to get this moisturiser into your bottom”
--
They had only been in the shop about 15 minutes and already had a trolley full of stuff. They hadn’t even managed to get half way up the shop yet.
“Oh my goodness! Look at this” Brittany said holding up a bear as she walked over to Santana.
“Oh, that’s so cute! But, look at this” Santana said excitedly holding up an all-in-one outfit that looked like a bear and had a hood with small ears on.
“Oh! We have to get them both” Brittany beamed and put them on top of all the other stuff in the trolley.
They had done the same thing with practically everything they had picked up, neither of them worrying about the price of anything.
“You don’t think we have too much stuff do you?” Santana asked looking at all the clothes and toys in their trolley.
“No way” Brittany said as she was distracted by all the cots on display. “Santana look at these……. They’re so beautiful” she wandered off towards them.
It took them over two hours to go around the whole shop picking up nearly everything they needed for the baby, luckily Brittany had been making a list for months.
As they took their two trolleys of baby stuff to the till they didn’t notice the looks of the ladies behind the desk.
As Santana started taking things out of the trolley and placing them on the desk one of the ladies looked Santana up and down and then spoke
“Is one of your parents coming to pay for all of this?” she said in a voice that Santana didn’t like
“Excuse me?” Santana said about to give the woman a piece of her mind with the help of some pregnancy hormones
But Brittany interrupted “No, we’re paying” she said getting the credit card Mot had given them out and waving it
The woman gave her a strange look but began putting all the items through the till.
--
Brittany’s parents weren’t that pleased with the amount of stuff they had both bought home that day and they were even less impressed when the cot arrived a couple of days later. They were quickly running out of room in Brittany’s bedroom.
Brittany and her father had carried the flat pack box up to her room where they were going to make it.
“Okay, Santana how are we going to do this?” Brittany asked
“You can do it” Santana said from her position on Brittany’s bed
“But you know I don’t like doing things like this, I find instructions confusing”
“I’ll guide you through it, don’t worry. Okay so first open it up and lay out all the parts” Santana instructed
After 10 minutes all the parts had been laid out on Brittany’s floor. Santana had the instructions
“Right first get the end part and the bottom and the third longest screws go in the second and forth holes and then you attach the bottom part to that” Santana said
Brittany looked up at her from the floor with a blank look on her face “What parts the end part?” she asked
Santana knew this would be a long day.
There was a knock on the door about 45 minutes later
“Girls, how’s it going?” Brittany’s mum asked as she stood in the doorway. Brittany was sitting on the floor next to all the contents of the box with her arms folded. Santana sat on the bed with her head in her hands “would you like some lunch?”
“Not going well then?” Mrs Pierce asked at the table
“No” Brittany said biting into her sandwich
“It would be done if she let me do it” Santana said
“You can’t do it! You aren’t allowed to lift heavy things and I won’t let you” Brittany said angrily
“Fine! Then it’ll never be done!” Santana said noisily pushing her chair out from under the table and getting up “I’m going for a nap”
When she got to Brittany’s room Brittany’s sister was kneeling in front of the parts of the cot
“What you doing mini P?”
“I could do it” she said looking up
“Go for it” Santana said not really caring and waving her hand at all the part “Just don’t make too much noise, I need to sleep” and she flopped onto the bed and rolled away
“Santana, Santana?” Santana woke hearing her name and a hand rubbing her back
“hmmm?”
“Look was mini P did” Brittany said sitting on the edge of the bed
Santana rolled over and leaned on her elbow to see that while she was sleeping Brittany’s sister had built the whole cot and put it next to the bed where Brittany and Santana had talked about it going.
“Wow, you did a really good job” Santana said
“Thanks, I enjoyed it and I don’t like it when you two are mad at each other” she said and skipped out of the room
“I don’t like it when we’re mad at each other either” Brittany said looking at Santana
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have got angry with you, I just get fed up with not being able to do things….. It’s been months since I’ve been able to do my own shoe laces up….” Santana smiled
“Don’t worry, baby will be here soon” Brittany said rubbing Santana’s tummy “but I’ll always be here to tie your laces for you”
--
Santana waddled into the living room with a cool glass of water. As she made her way to the sofa Brittany looked up and giggled
“What?”
“You look so weird” Brittany said looking up from her seated position
“Oh! Thanks a lot, I love you too!”
Brittany shook her head “I didn’t mean it like that I just meant……” She trailed off trying to think of the right words. Santana raised her eyebrows waiting. “…….you look weird” she laughed and after a while so did Santana.
“I know what you mean, I was looking at myself in the mirror this morning and you’re right, I look weird” she laughed again as she plonked herself on the sofa next to Brittany, her bump was so big now that it looked unnatural somehow “You wouldn’t have thought the human body could do this” she said rubbing her hand over her large bump.
Brittany slumped back on the sofa and twisted to face Santana, she also put her hand on Santana’s bump and idly moved it up and down “It’s amazing” she said in awe “Our baby is in there…”
Santana leaned forward slightly and kissed Brittany’s forehead
Brittany smiled and picked up the TV remote “Let’s listen to some music” she said putting the TV onto the music channels. She flicked through trying to find something decent when she stopped suddenly.
“What’s that lady wearing?” she said
Santana looked at the telly and rolled her eyes “Please do not leave this on”
“Why? Who is she? And why is she wearing leopard print everything?”
“That’s Shania Twain and my mum used to play this song constantly when it was new, it drives me crazy”
Brittany seemed mesmerised “I kind of like it…”
“Brit, turn it ov…..oh!” Santana froze
Brittany turned to look at her “what’s wrong”
Santana put her hand back on her bump “the baby…..”
Panic hit Brittany “THE BABY WHAT?” she practically screamed
Santana looked at her calmly “It kicked” she smiled
Brittany relaxed “Here….feel” Santana said grabbing Brittany’s hand and placing it on her tummy. They waited a little while and then the baby kicked again and again and again. They both looked at each other in sheer delight but said nothing, just waited for another movement and they weren’t let down as the baby yet again moved.
“I’ve never felt baby move so much before…..” Santana said
“I think they like the music….”
Santana gave Brittany a ‘Do NOT say that’ look.
“Let’s check then” Brittany said pressing the mute button on the remote. They both waited for a second and there was no movement, Brittany un-mutes the TV and they again wait. When the baby starts moving again Brittany smiled up at Santana “See?” Santana rolled her eyes “I think baby will be a dancer with those moves”
Brittany was now obsessed with getting the baby to move, she had downloaded the Shania Twain song at the first opportunity and had put it on every ipod and mp3 player in the house.
Over the next week or so Santana had come to actually enjoy the song. It may not have been the actual song she liked, but what happened when the song played. Not only did it make their baby dance, but it made Brittany dance too. When she didn’t have her hands, and sometimes face, on the baby bump feeling it move, she was singing and dancing to the song herself.
Santana was the wrong size to be dancing herself, but watching Brittany was one of her favourite things to do and she would sing along too.
As Santana stood at the kitchen counter making a jam and banana sandwich Brittany was already dancing to the song.
Santana sang along “…But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night”
As she did Brittany danced up behind her and wrapped her arms around Santana’s waist as much as she could and said into her ear “Baby, I’ll keep you warm”
Santana turned around and carried on singing “that don’t impress me much”
Brittany fell away from Santana pretending to be hurt and clutching her heart. They both laughed and carried on singing and dancing.
As the song ended Brittany started to walk towards her ipod to play the song again, but she stopped when she saw Santana hold her tummy and look down at her feet. She followed her eyes to see a small puddle of something around her feet.
They both looked at each other “Oh” Santana said
“what…..?” Brittany pointed to the puddle “Did you pee yourself?”
“No, I think my waters just broke”
To Be Continues.....
In the mean time travel to the future in a 137 word future fic