I Just Wanted To Feel Something [brittana]

[6] Would you Rather

"Okay you ask first" Brittany agreed

"Would you rather.... Only eat cheese for the rest of your life or only eat yogurt?" Santana asked

"Yogurt definitely. Would you rather only ever wear blue or only ever wear white?"

"I think blue because it wouldn't stain as easily. Would you rather.. always be sad or always be angry?"

"Sad because I already live it,
Would you rather date a guy you don't like for a year, or date a girl for a week?" Brit asked laying down to look at the ceiling

"Do I like the girl?" Santana asked doing the same thing except her feet were by Brittany's head and Brittany's feet were by her's

"Do you want to like the girl?"

"Well I'd rather date a girl I like for a week then a guy I don't for thirty seconds let alone a year"

They were quiet for a couple minutes just listening to the rain and thunder from outside.

"Only eat pancakes or only eat waffles?" Brittany asked breaking the silence "it was my question, and waffles" Santana answered

"Waffles are gross, it's like eating soft cardboard, pancakes on the other hand are so good it's like they've been sent right up from hell"

Santana laughed at Brittany's comment, "so truth or dare?" She asked getting bored of would you rather

"Truth"

"So why are you here?"

"Santana I told you that I'm not telling you"

"Why not I mean who am I going to tell? The wall?"

Brittany lightly kicked Santana's side ,
Santana sat up "you did not just kick me" "oh but I did" Brittany said sitting up too

"Don't kick a kid with anger issues"
Brittany pushes Santana's shoulder wanting to see her get fired up

"Or push" Santana replied pushing Brittany's shoulder lightly not wanting to actually hurt her

"Or what?" Brit poked her leg
"Dude don't poke me"
Brittany poked Santana again, knowing what would happens and not entirely caring, expecting a slap or something.

It caught her off guard when she was pushed onto her back, Santana climbed onto her waist and pinned her arms down.

"Hi" Brittany said with a smile wanting to see just how riled up she could get the brunette

"Stoooopp" Santana whined
"Stop what?"
"I don't know but stop"
"Or what?" Brittany asked her smile growing
"Or I'll... kill you in your sleep or something." Santana was blanking in threats because Brittany seemed to make it impossible to be mad at her
"Promise?" Brittany asked sweetly with a wink

Santana sat up, letting go of her wrists,
Brittany sat up and put her arms around Santana waist so she wouldn't fall off her lap.

"Not so tuff now and we?"
"Why the fuck are you here?" Santana asked again the desire to know was driving her insane.

How could someone, so funny, smart, bookworm-y, beautiful and a million other things like Brittany be in here?

"I told you not to ask" Brittany's smile had faded back to her usual frown and Santana missed it immediately.

"I'm sorry, you just seem so.. idk perfect and I don't understand it"
"I'm not perfect and that's why I'm here" Brittany answered vaguely.

Santana nodded, accepting that that was all she would get for now at least.