Hidden Moments 3/5 - Tired
Title: Hidden Moments 3/5 - Tired
Author: Stargirl888
Word Count: approx 500 for part 3
Spoilers: None - AU
Pairing: Brittany/Santana
Rating: T
WARNINGS: Light Angst
Summary: Some moments between a couple are private, profound, and incomprehensible to everyone else
A/N: So I prompted something similar at the fluff meme a while back but now decided to fill it myself. Special thanks to my beta!
A/N 2: This is the most planned and thought out fic I’ve written to date and I’m rather proud of it so please let me know your thoughts.
Part 1 / Part 2
Rachel was walking through the end shelves of the library, intent on finding information on the lungs for biology when she heard it; a soft sigh and a quiet ‘thanks’. The quiet sentiment would have been ignored had she not recognised the voice that said it. Pausing her search for a moment, she moved along the shelves until she found a gap between the books to peer through. Through the limited space she could see the small private study area that was set up at the very back of the library and the two cheerio’s seated at the table. Rachel knew eves dropping was wrong, she knew that the pair, or Santana at least, would probably kill her if she found out, but try as she might, Rachel could not force herself to move away.
Santana was seated on the right side of the table, head resting on her hands, gaze unfocused on the book before her, her profile visible to Rachel from her hiding spot. Rachel watched as Brittany, sitting so close to Santana’s side their chairs touched, gently laid a hand on her companions back, drawing Santana’s gaze to her. Their eyes met, and if Rachel had ever needed proof that telekinetic communication worked she had it then, as their gazes were filled with more meaning than she could possibly comprehend. They sat like that, just looking at each other for a long time, communicating more effectively than words ever could, and Rachel knew she should look away, that she was intruding on something deeply personal, and yet she was entranced, the whole library could have been in flames around her and she would still be enraptured by the pair. Then, with a quiet sigh Brittany broke the little bubble they had been in.
“You’re tired.” Her tone was kind but filled with far more concern than mere lack of sleep warranted. Brittany wrapped her arm around Santana’s shoulders and the latina allowed herself to be pulled into the blond’s embrace, her eyes closing and a single glistening tear trickling down her cheek.
“Rachel? The anatomy section is over here.” Mrs Prince, the librarian’s, voice caused Rachel to snap out of her revere so fast she practically got whiplash.
“Oh...okay, thank you.” Rachel mumbled, trying to collect her thoughts. Glancing back through the gap one last time before heading over to where Mrs Prince was pointing, she saw the two had moved apart, and both were apparently absorbed in their work, giving no indication of what had just transpired.
Part 4