#either way i know it's similar to a rptotd i shared at least

[purrpickle]

Random Pezberry Thought of the Day #358

“I don’t know if I should be holding your hand.”

Santana stopped before stepping up onto the porch, looking over at her girlfriend, eyebrows quirked. “What?”

“Your hand.” Her eyebrows drawn and lips pursed, Rachel’s wide dark eyes met Santana’s. “Is that too intimate? Too... Skin touching?” She inhaled, “I don’t want all that your parents can think about me being that I’m sleeping with you.”

Santana laughed, unable to stop herself from asking again, “What?” When Rachel didn’t answer, she sobered, shaking her head, taking a step closer to Rachel to take her other hand in hers. “Okay. But. Rache. You don’t...” She stopped, then started again, voice wry and dry, “What did you do when you met The Finncredible Hulk’s mom for the first time?”

“Santana. This is not about Carole Hudson. This is about you and me and your parents, never mind that I and Finn had not yet - ”

When Santana let go of her hand to sharply and dramatically raise her own, Rachel appeasingly stopped, and Santana’s crooked smirk exhaled into a deeper smile before she reached out her raised hand to gently push Rachel’s hair behind her ear, palm cupping her cheek. “Okay, okay. I get it. Not the point. All’s I’m asking is... Even if we weren’t having sex - which, me gusta and I am totes enjoying it,” she tapped Rachel’s nose, “Would you honestly be this nervous meeting mi madre? O mi familia?”

Pink colored Rachel’s cheeks, be it from the Spanish or the question. “I... San... That’s not... That’s...” She glanced down before meeting Santana’s gaze again. “I just don’t know how you do it, okay? You met my fathers and barely batted an eye!”

Santana scoffed. “Yeah, right, that’s not fair. When we met? I was still pretending that we were just study buddies.” She raised her eyebrows, lips curling into a smirk as she motioned between them, “You think it wasn’t any different after they found us naked and in your bed?” When Rachel’s blush deepened, she grinned, mming as she leaned forward to press a slow, deep kiss to her girlfriend’s mouth. “C’mon, baby. We got through that, and we’ll get through this. Even if my ‘rents end up thinkin’ about you gettin’ ‘tween my thighs,” she murmured, slowly rubbing Rachel’s waist before wrapping her arms around her, pulling her into her body, “At least they haven’t actually seen it. You’ll just talk and talk until you charm them. I know it.” 

Rachel exhaled, grumbling, smiling despite herself as she turned her head, pressing her nose into Santana’s throat. “I feel like you’re both trying to change the subject, and that I should be offended.”

Her grin turning into a real smile as she dropped her chin to nuzzle Rachel’s cheek, Santana kissed her again, lips quirking up as she grabbed her hand to once again pull her towards on the porch and up to the front door, free hand falling on the door knob. “Yeah, babe, and you probably should be.”