Just a collection of one shots with my favorite glee ships. Feel free to request any ship you'd like me to write about and I will do so, unless it's like a really disgusting one, like, Karofsky and Blaine.
Also, I do not own any of these characters...
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Prompt: you'll basically find out what it is in the introduction below. Also, Brittana start out as just friends in this one. Enjoy!
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Ever since Santana was a little girl, she had wanted a guy best friend. A friend who would hug her tight when she was down. A friend who would beat up the guys who hurt her. A friend who would know every single detail about her. A friend who could make her laugh until she cried. A friend who wouldn't cause so much drama. A friend who she would eventually fall in love with. And a friend who would eventually love her back.
Finally, when she was in sixth grade, she found that best friend. There was only one problem. The best friend wasn't a guy...the best friend was a girl. Brittany S. Pierce
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Hug Her Tight
"Hey, okay so I think I've found the perfect movie for our movie night!" Was the first thing Brittany said to Santana when she opened the front door that the Latina had just knocked on. Then the blonde took a second look at her friend, and dropped the DVD she was holding.
Santana's mascara was running and her face was streaked with tears. The Latina's small body was shaking with sobs as Brittany pulled her into the house and shut the door behind her. Brittany led the small dark haired girl up to her room and the two girls climbed onto the bed together.
"What happened, San?" Brittany asked, her blue eyes clouded with worry for her best friend.
"My abuela...I told her the truth..." That was all Santana could manage to get out before she burst into tears again. Brittany's eyes filled with tears for her friend, and she pulled Santana into a hug, holding the shaking girl and waiting for the sobs to subside.
When Santana's crying quieted, Brittany looked down at the small girl, the blonde's heart crumbling because of how the cruel, cruel world (aka Finn Hudson) had broken her best friend. Brittany squeezed Santana tighter, wishing she could make all the Latina's problems go away.
"I wish I could do more than just hug you and tell you everything is going to be okay," Britt said, voicing her concerns and Santana looked up at her best friend with glassy eyes.
"Britt, hugging me is more than enough because when you hug me, all my troubles disappear and all that matters is me and you. Not my abuela, not that asshole, Finn Hudson, and not any of the other homophobic assholes at our school, either. Just us." Santana said, snuggling into Brittany's arms.
"We really are amazing, aren't we?" Brittany blurted out, and Santana let out a laugh.
"We are." Santana agreed, and Brittany laughed too, before leaning down and pecking her best friend's forehead.
