Blame it on the Mistletoe

Blame it on the Mistletoe

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Santana and Brittany are both highly skilled chefs who apprenticed under the same mentor. Somewhere between the long hours enduring the heat of the kitchen and their shared passion for cooking, they fell in love. For Santana, Brittany was The One and her future plans reflected that. As for Brittany...well, she took a different approach. Chef Brittana AU with a dash of holiday cheer! PSA: I have written this story for the Brittana fandom. Should you see a version of this story published by anyone else but myself on any other site, know that it is unauthorized, stolen work.
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santana, an in-closet lesbian, and brittany, an out of the closet bi-sexual, have a thing. a thing that is only kept in each other's bedroom. santana is head cheerleader and her boyfriend, noah puckerman, is co-captain of the football team and that makes them the "it" couple(something that she doesn't want to loose). brittany is also on the cheerleading team and just wants santana to come out so that they can be the gay "it" couple. but santana likes how people see her as the pretty, straight, cheerleader. brittany doesn't know how much longer she can hang on with this secret and santana doesn't know how much longer she's gonna keep her big secret, along with more of her little secrets that might hurt them in the future. * "ive been doing a lot of thinking. what i've realized is why i'm such a bitch all the time. i'm a bitch because i'm angry." she grabs onto my hand, "i'm angry because I have all of these feelings, feelings for you, that im afraid of dealing with." "why?" she asks, giving my hand a light squeeze "because i'm afraid of dealing with the consequences." i look at her and she bites on her bottom lip, "do you understand what i'm trying to say here?"

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