Goodnight" Rachel whispers again before succumbing to sleep.
"Rachel?" A whispered voice calls out.
Rachel however simply snuggles closer to the source of warmth, "Mmm."
The voice chuckles causing Rachel to scowl and try and bury her face in a very warm, soft crook in an attempt to hide from the voice.
Quinn gently rubs her hands on the diva's back trying to coax her out of sleep. The brunette isn't usually this hard to wake up, but for whatever reason, it was becoming increasingly difficult to wake her and increasingly tempting to just fall back asleep. Especially since the brunette was very warm and very cuddly.
Quinn sighs and whispers louder, "Come on Rach, please wake up. You're going to regret sleeping in if you don't get in your daily workout...Rach? Please?"
The brunette's eyes finally flutter open while her head is stilly buried into Quinn's neck. Realizing this, her head shoots up but she doesn't go far since the blonde's arms are securely wrapped around her, "Finally." she's smiling up at Rachel, "I was beginning to wonder if you would ever wake up."
Rachel smiles back but only because it's a reflex, "I'm sorry, I...good." She finishes shyly, biting her lip and looking at Quinn through long lashes.
The blonde's smile grows and she squeezes her waist lightly, "Good morning."
In a moment driven by pure desire Quinn pulls Rachel back down so she's effectively giving her a hug. Giggling at the light heartedness Rachel asks, "How long have I held you captive?"
Both of them sitting up now Quinn smiles, "Not that long. You only stopped me from being able to move once you rolled up into me after I tried waking you up."
Unable to fight the blush from making it's way to her cheeks, "I'm sorry for any dis.."
Quinn quickly cuts her off, "No, Ray, that was like one of the best sleeps I've had."
It doesn't escape her thoughts that all of the best sleeps she's had, have all been when she was with the brunette.
Rachel smiles at her bashfully, "Really?"
Quinn nods without hesitation and immediately replies, "Really really."
The brunette's smile grows, "I had a really good sleep too."
Her blonde counterpart quirks an eyebrow, "Really? I couldn't tell, what with you not wanting to get up and all."
Rachel chuckles but her blush deepens, "Uhm so breakfast?"
Quinn giggles, giggles!, "Smooth. I'll go start and you go 'head and hop on the elliptical."
Rachel face palms, not believing that she completely forgot about her daily routine, "Right, yes okay, well right. You can use the shower first, and I'll yes."
With that she practically flies out of the room, grabbing a pair of shorts and a tank top and changing and brushing her teeth in the guest bathroom.
All the while the blonde is chuckling and making her way into Rachel's bathroom, while humming an unknown tune.
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By the time Quinn is finished taking her shower and brushing her teeth with the spare toothbrush she keeps at the Berry house (after the numerous impromptu sleep overs they've had they both thought it best if she always kept a spare around) and is dressed, Rachel is just getting off of her elliptical and as they pass each other, Rachel smiles up at Quinn while the blonde gives her one in return, "I'll wake the other two up and hopefully we'll have breakfast ready by the time you're done."
The brunette gives her a heart warming smile, "Consider yourself having just been hugged." and with that she shuts the bathroom door and slips out of her workout clothes and hops into the shower.
Quinn walks up to the guest bedroom and knocks on the door.
Hearing no movement she quietly pushes open the door while whispering out, "San?"
Wrapped up securely in each other's arms, the two cheerios look like they were made for each other. Brittany with her head buried into the Latina's neck, her arms tightly wound around her waist. At the same time Santana with her own arms wrapped just as tight if not tighter around Brittany, their legs a jumbled mess atop the comforter.
Quinn takes a moment to just take in the absolutely adorable sight in front of her before walking over to them and carefully nudging Santana awake.
It doesn't take nearly as long as waking Rachel had.
"Q." The Latina whispers, mindful of the still sleeping blonde in her arms.
Quinn smiles and whispers back, "I figured a 'Santana wake up call' would set B's day off right. Come down stairs so we can start breakfast."
Smiling gratefully at her best friend, Santana proceeds to start peppering kisses around Brittany's face and once the blonde's eye lids flutter open she places a quick kiss to her lips, "Morning baby."
Smiling brightly Quinn heads into the kitchen and starts looking at what's available before deciding on something to cook.
Once she's decided on French Toast she gets out the plates and the vegan egg substitute and just as she's pulling the bread out of the bread box, the other two cheerios are in the kitchen with her.
"Morning Q!" Brittany smiles at her wrapping her arms around her neck her nose getting a whiff of cinnamon as the taller blonde pecks her cheek.
"Morning Brit...You smell cinnamon." Quinn quirks an eyebrow with a grin, knowing cinnamon was in fact Santana's tooth paste of choice, more so than Brittany's. The later preferring bubble gum flavor
She giggles, "Yea San packed my favorite flavored toothpaste...well my favorite flavor for her...when we brought all those stuff, plus my duck toothbrush too!"
Quinn smiles up at her and Santana smirks, "What's on the menu? I'm like perishing over here." She's only slightly limping, the cut being on the bottom of the toe, making it slightly painful to put her complete weight on.
Quinn grins, "I know it isn't because of what you're trying to insinuate San. B was out like a light last night."
The Latina simply shrugs, smirk still in place, and flicks her hair back, "Whatever woman. Just make my some breakfast."
Brittany has long since moved back over to standing next to the Latina, who had sunk into a chair, and pouts, "Be nice S. I think we should make breakfast! Can we S? Please?"
She's giving Santana what can only be described as 'Brittany's puppy dog look' and Santana makes the mistake of actually looking at her.
"What? No! I'm injured...I..." She stops then groans out, "Damn it. Q? What're we supposed to be making?"
Fighting back her laughter she smiles sweetly at the brunette, "Just French toast S. I could be milking this for all it's worth but I'm not going to. Remember this."
Santana rolls her eyes but grins good naturedly.
Turning on the radio the three of them set to work setting the table and cooking. Brittany set to dancing to the music on the radio.
Rachel walks into the kitchen smiling, just as Santana and Quinn try and nail Mariah Carey's whistle note while the original song Emotions plays on, MC having absolutely no problem at all hitting the notes, while Brittany is giggling and dancing with a wooden spoon.
The blonde dancer is the first to notice her and pulls her into a quick hug before pulling her into the middle of the kitchen to dance with her, discarding the spoon on the island.
The kitchen is filled with laughter with the radio and song still going on in the background, as all four of them settle down to eat their breakfast. Halfway through there's a knock on the door and the doorbell rings, interrupting all the chatter as Rachel smiles at all of them before excusing herself to answer the door.
The smile that was on her face when she first opened the door immediately slid off her face.
"Is Quinn here?"
