landslide [glee one shots]

Confessions (Pezberry)

Thanks to tsbutterflys for the prompt. Hope you like it!!

my_gay_moms_brittana  , yeah. You're going to so hate me.

In this, Brody doesn't sleep with people for money. He's actually a good hearted human being.

*gasp* so hard to believe, right!?

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"I'm telling you, he's a drug dealer!" Santana cried as the door to loft shut as Rachel just left to go on a date with Brody.

Kurt rolled his eyes and turned the page of the magazine he was reading, legs crossed on top of one another as he laid on the couch, "Would you drop the act already?"

"What act, Lady Hummel?" She asked confused as she got a snack from the cabinet and sat down in the seat across from Kurt.

"The act you keep putting on about Brody being a drug dealer-"

"Because he is!" She cut in.

"Because you like Rachel." Kurt finished as if the Latina never interrupted.

Santana eyed Kurt up and down, "That's crap, gay face. Total bull crap!" She exclaimed. "I will never in a million years like Rachel Berry in a romantic way, she and I are friends. And that is all we'll ever be."

"And that's killing you." Kurt stated, looking the girl in the eye, "It kills you that all you'll ever be is friends, and the occasional enemy, but never a lover."

"Shut up, you have no idea what you're saying." She snipped at him.

"Oh, but I think I do." Kurt said confidently as his magazine was now to the side, "I know that you're making up this lie about Brody so magically she believes you and comes crawling into your arms for comfort. I also know that if that happens, which I guarantee you it won't, you still wouldn't be able to muster up the courage to admit the feelings you've had for her since high school."

"I-"

"Don't try denying it, Santana." He said softly, already knowing what was going to come out of the girls mouth.

A couple of seconds of silence passed.

"But Brittany." She said, voice barley above a whisper, and choked up as if she was about to cry. Her gaze on the carpet as her arms were crossed over her stomach.

"Loved you, and you loved her. Not doubt about that, but she's with Sam and I don't see her leaving him anytime soon." He said sympathetically.

"I- she- what am I even doing? She's straight, I'm going after a freaking straight girl." She mumbled to herself, "Stop rubbing off on me, Hummel."

Kurt chuckled at the statement, "Hush. But as Rachel's honorary best friend, I can guarantee you she's not as straight as she seems." He told her with a grin and a wink.

"No way!" Santana cried with widened eyes.

"Mhm. At sleepovers, there were three main things I heard. One, Finn. Two, her obsession with broadway. And third, her telling me how good your ass looks in those Cheerio uniforms."

"No me gusta...my mind can't handle this right now." She said breathlessly as she ran her fingers through her hair and slumped back in her seat.

Kurt laughed. "Now all I'm saying is, if you wanted, you could be the bitchy girl from high school and go up to her and express your feelings. But that's only if you want to." He said innocently as he picked up his magazine again and began reading.

"This is probably the most stressful yet logical conversation you and I have ever had."

"So are you going to do it?"

"Yeah."

•••

Rachel was baking cookies when she heard the familiar click of Santana's heels behind her, she sighed and turned around. "Santana, if your here to lecture me about Brody, I don't want to hear it. He's a really nice and treats me well after everything that happened with Finn, I think I love him and he loves me too, so if you could please stop making assumptions, I would really appreciate it."

Santana, arms crossed, looked at her and let out a small laugh, "You done?"

"Yeah..." Rachel said slowly, she expected her to rant and shout things in Spanish.

Not be so, well, chill.

"Good." Was all Santana said before taking a couple steps towards the brunette and pressing a hard kiss to her lips.

Rachel was taken back for a couple of seconds before she finally kissed back. They stayed like that for a couple of seconds before breaking apart, both panting.

"I'll be at the diner at a table for two, tomorrow at 7. If you don't show, that's okay it's not the end of the world. If you do show, well, we'll have a great time. You good?" Santana said more confidently then she felt.

Not trusting her voice, Rachel nodded.

Santana nodded back.

And with that, she flipped her dark hair over her shoulder and walked out of the loft with a smug look on her face.

Something different.

Yay.