If you want it so bad, maybe I'll just do it. (Rachel/Santana)
Title: If you want it so bad, maybe I'll just do it.
Author: theficfreakk
Pairings: Rachel/Santana (Pezberry)
Rating: R-13
Spoilers: Season 1
Words: 857
Note: Please let me know if want more PezBerry, please. :)
Sequel to: 1
It's been a week since Rachel's been looking at Santana's perfect digits, she was too scared to even press the first number, she needs to practice on what to say, Hello, Yo Dawg?, Hi it's Rachel..?
Rachel had to man up, so she looked at the card lying down on her pink, flower themed table. She pressed the first 3 numbers she can remember, glanced at the card again and copied down the numbers into her phone. She tried to memorize the same numbers over and over.
"S.A.N.T.A.N.A" Rachel mouthed the letters out, and added her to her contacts. Rachel looked at her watch, it was 10 o clock. Rachel yawned, she held her phone one more time to check Santana's digits.
"Rachel Berry ready for step 2-" She jumped on her bed and closed her eyes. "Maybe I'll call her tomorrow." Rachel yawned again, and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Rachel started to feel a breeze. She slightly opened her eyes, why was the window open? Still half asleep, she pulled her blanket off her, but just before she was about to get up, she heard a familiar voice saying
"I'll close the window."
Rachel was puzzled, she turned around to see Santana in a robe. She blinked her eyes again, it was real. Rachel got out of the bed and started fixing her hair. Santana smiled at her.
"Let's Do it. Rachel. Let's do it." Santana walked towards her and brushed her hair over her ear. "I've changed Rachel. I'm a good girl now."
She pointed at Rachel's chest and pushed her gently to the bed, just before they kissed, Rachel woke up.
Rachel opened her eyes, it was just a dream.
"Time to wake up, Razzie." Rachel instantly opened her eyes to see Santana standing next to her bed. She was folding her arms and holding Rachel's cellphone. She gave her the usual Santana look.
Santana sighed,
"Listen, everyone's been treating me differently since we started hanging out."
"We've only talked once, and that was in detention...?"
"Whatever, i'm not here to argue. You see, Berry, I'm kind of impressed that you actually added me as your contacts, i mean, you do think I'm kind of a bitch..." Santana nodded her head and grinned. She wasn't lying.
"No you're not, i, like you. As a, friend." Rachel sighed.
Santana chuckled.
"Us? Friends? Define 'friends'? It's okay, Razzie. It's called hanging out. I have no friends. Wow, you have so much to learn."
"What were you really here for?" Rachel tried to forget what she just said, she wanted to talk about one thing, why was she here?
Santana rolled her eyes, she gently put back Rachel's phone on the table and moaned.
"Did we really have to get to the point? Whenever i come over a friend's house it takes 4 hours for them to realize 'why are you here' do we?"
She was starting to regret giving Rachel her phone number, or coming to her house.
"The night i gave you my phone number, i checked McKinley High addresses. Found your address, and printed it out. I come to people's houses when i can't seem to sleep-i do not have insomnia."
"Let's go for a jog, you know, i sometimes jog with friends- i mean, people i hang out with so i get to know them better. We share our interests, hobbies-it's real fun." Rachel went inside her bathroom to put on her spandex.
Santana didn't say anything, she just opened the door for Rachel and followed her. After sneaking out of the house, they carefully locked the door and went out for a jog.
"So, do you usually jog?" Rachel asked Santana a question, just to break the silence.
"24/7, i sometimes jog naked. I only do it everyday because Sue wants me to be in perfect shape, Cheerios are no fatties. No eating anything sweet or sugary, just vegetables." Santana yawned.
"Wow, that's tough. You know, just before you woke me up, i had a really freaky dream about you wanting us to, do it..." Rachel whispered, not really wanting Santana to hear it.
She wasn't freaked out at all, she just laughed.
"Really? You're glad it was a dream, right? Yeah, Rachel me too. Sex isn't making love in my world, it's just to have fun, you may call me a slut. I don't even remember the last guy i slept with. Those guys have no meaning in my life, i just want to have fun."
"How about Brittany...?" Rachel was puzzled, she needed answers. now.
"If you want it so bad, maybe I'll just do it." She put her arms around Rachel and gently kissed her for 5 seconds.
"You really ask for too much, don't you?" Santana giggled.
Rachel tried to smile and bit her lip.
"Ermm.."
"Does that answer your damn question, or not?" Santana raised her left eyebrow.
Rachel couldn't answer, she was in love with Santana, this was just the 2nd time they talked but Rachel knew she was the one. She was speechless.
Suddenly Santana's phone rang.
"I've gotta take this, Britt's first time watching How the Grinch stole Christmas-She's pretty scared."
She waved goodbye to Rachel and ran to her car.
"Santana Lopez, I'm going to marry you someday. I promise." Rachel tiredly walked back home to go back to sleep.
Author: theficfreakk
Pairings: Rachel/Santana (Pezberry)
Rating: R-13
Spoilers: Season 1
Words: 857
Note: Please let me know if want more PezBerry, please. :)
Sequel to: 1
It's been a week since Rachel's been looking at Santana's perfect digits, she was too scared to even press the first number, she needs to practice on what to say, Hello, Yo Dawg?, Hi it's Rachel..?
Rachel had to man up, so she looked at the card lying down on her pink, flower themed table. She pressed the first 3 numbers she can remember, glanced at the card again and copied down the numbers into her phone. She tried to memorize the same numbers over and over.
"S.A.N.T.A.N.A" Rachel mouthed the letters out, and added her to her contacts. Rachel looked at her watch, it was 10 o clock. Rachel yawned, she held her phone one more time to check Santana's digits.
"Rachel Berry ready for step 2-" She jumped on her bed and closed her eyes. "Maybe I'll call her tomorrow." Rachel yawned again, and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Rachel started to feel a breeze. She slightly opened her eyes, why was the window open? Still half asleep, she pulled her blanket off her, but just before she was about to get up, she heard a familiar voice saying
"I'll close the window."
Rachel was puzzled, she turned around to see Santana in a robe. She blinked her eyes again, it was real. Rachel got out of the bed and started fixing her hair. Santana smiled at her.
"Let's Do it. Rachel. Let's do it." Santana walked towards her and brushed her hair over her ear. "I've changed Rachel. I'm a good girl now."
She pointed at Rachel's chest and pushed her gently to the bed, just before they kissed, Rachel woke up.
Rachel opened her eyes, it was just a dream.
"Time to wake up, Razzie." Rachel instantly opened her eyes to see Santana standing next to her bed. She was folding her arms and holding Rachel's cellphone. She gave her the usual Santana look.
Santana sighed,
"Listen, everyone's been treating me differently since we started hanging out."
"We've only talked once, and that was in detention...?"
"Whatever, i'm not here to argue. You see, Berry, I'm kind of impressed that you actually added me as your contacts, i mean, you do think I'm kind of a bitch..." Santana nodded her head and grinned. She wasn't lying.
"No you're not, i, like you. As a, friend." Rachel sighed.
Santana chuckled.
"Us? Friends? Define 'friends'? It's okay, Razzie. It's called hanging out. I have no friends. Wow, you have so much to learn."
"What were you really here for?" Rachel tried to forget what she just said, she wanted to talk about one thing, why was she here?
Santana rolled her eyes, she gently put back Rachel's phone on the table and moaned.
"Did we really have to get to the point? Whenever i come over a friend's house it takes 4 hours for them to realize 'why are you here' do we?"
She was starting to regret giving Rachel her phone number, or coming to her house.
"The night i gave you my phone number, i checked McKinley High addresses. Found your address, and printed it out. I come to people's houses when i can't seem to sleep-i do not have insomnia."
"Let's go for a jog, you know, i sometimes jog with friends- i mean, people i hang out with so i get to know them better. We share our interests, hobbies-it's real fun." Rachel went inside her bathroom to put on her spandex.
Santana didn't say anything, she just opened the door for Rachel and followed her. After sneaking out of the house, they carefully locked the door and went out for a jog.
"So, do you usually jog?" Rachel asked Santana a question, just to break the silence.
"24/7, i sometimes jog naked. I only do it everyday because Sue wants me to be in perfect shape, Cheerios are no fatties. No eating anything sweet or sugary, just vegetables." Santana yawned.
"Wow, that's tough. You know, just before you woke me up, i had a really freaky dream about you wanting us to, do it..." Rachel whispered, not really wanting Santana to hear it.
She wasn't freaked out at all, she just laughed.
"Really? You're glad it was a dream, right? Yeah, Rachel me too. Sex isn't making love in my world, it's just to have fun, you may call me a slut. I don't even remember the last guy i slept with. Those guys have no meaning in my life, i just want to have fun."
"How about Brittany...?" Rachel was puzzled, she needed answers. now.
"If you want it so bad, maybe I'll just do it." She put her arms around Rachel and gently kissed her for 5 seconds.
"You really ask for too much, don't you?" Santana giggled.
Rachel tried to smile and bit her lip.
"Ermm.."
"Does that answer your damn question, or not?" Santana raised her left eyebrow.
Rachel couldn't answer, she was in love with Santana, this was just the 2nd time they talked but Rachel knew she was the one. She was speechless.
Suddenly Santana's phone rang.
"I've gotta take this, Britt's first time watching How the Grinch stole Christmas-She's pretty scared."
She waved goodbye to Rachel and ran to her car.
"Santana Lopez, I'm going to marry you someday. I promise." Rachel tiredly walked back home to go back to sleep.