Meredith. 26. New York City.
#Santana doesn’t let just anybody see her when she’s nervous; she has a reputation to maintain, after all. She’s Santana fucking Lopez, invincible HBIC, scared of nothing and no one… unless she’s with Brittany, in which case she’s just Santana and she’s allowed to soften, to admit that she’s just a mixed up kid sometimes, too. When they’re alone together, Santana is allowed to be nervous if that’s really how she feels, and, when she is, Brittany takes by the hands and kneads her palms, drawing circles and hearts on Santana’s skin until she softens and relaxes. But what happens when it’s Brittany who makes Santana feel nervous? What happens when Brittany can’t just reach out and take Santana’s hands because suddenly that would mean something more than it ever has before? That’s when Santana takes to knotting her fingers together, to holding her own hands, to rubbing her thumbs over her own palms, trying to soothe herself. She misses Brittany’s hand; it always makes her feel better. Someday soon, she’ll win Brittany’s hand back. Until then… #Santana Lopez #This should not give me so many feelings but…
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