mcbrittana:

#Remember that time when these two idiots dated all summer—when they’d spend all day every day lounging at the pool #and trading gossip rags between them and drinking flavored water and eating popsicles #and then they’d lie on Brittany’s bed at night and comb through each other’s hair #and kiss one another across the knuckles and nose and eyelids #and sometimes they’d make love when they had a quiet house to do it in by other times they would just sleep #in the same bed spooned together with their feet all tangled up at the end of the mattress #dreaming good dreams about each other before they would wake up to do it all again—and remember #when sometimes they’d go out together just the two of them to see movies or walk around the mall or catch a concert #or eat dinner somewhere and when the one of them would whip out #her wallet the other one would demur ‘No. I’ve got this’ and pay for the both of them—and #do you remember how sometimes they wouldn’t even have to go anywhere but would just draw a bath with all the frills #that Bath and Body Works could afford them and lie together in the water soaking in the feel of skin on skin? #Do you remember when they did this for five whole months and that Brittany knew they were dating the whole time but Santana #couldn’t be sure because she can never allow herself to think that she has anything good—just in case she doesn’t get it—and #so she had to ask if everything they’d done since school let out last year—if all the swimming and the sleepovers and#the movies and baths and meals out to eat—if all of these things plus the fact #that she and Brittany are in love could finally be dating? #Do you remember when Brittany said yes and it made Santana happier than she had ever been in her life? #(I do)