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As before I’m helping use prompts to help me write The Places We Find Ourselves. 

22: Sad kiss  

"You really don't have to leave," Santana muttered out softly as she kissed Brittany's shoulders. "You can just stay here. I know we have to work tomorrow, but you have most of your wardrobe here anyway." She pouted a little just before placing a sad pathetic kiss on Brittany’s lips.

 "I can't keep leaving my roommate to take care of my cat, honey." Brittany begrudgingly pulled herself away from her girlfriend. She really didn’t want to leave. She was so comfortable there. But the one thing she couldn’t keep leaving was Lord Tubbington. She felt bad enough spending most weekends at Santana’s. They did stay at Brittany’s some, but a roommate wasn’t exactly conducive to a sexy environment.

 The brunette just nodded as she watched her girlfriend get out of bed, “What do you think about not leaving?”

 The younger girl pulled her loose sweatshirt and pulled matching pants up over her legs and just shook her head, “Baby, I really have to go take care of Tubbs. As much as I would love to stay here naked with you all day, we have been doing that for the last 2 days. I really need to go get some stuff done.”

 “No,” Santana sat up and put her glasses on, “I mean like never having to leave again. Like move in with me?” She said a little unsurely. She had been thinking about it for a couple months, but she didn’t want to just do the stereotypical lesbian Uhauling situation. Brittany was a good bit younger than her. She would understand if she wanted more time.

 “Are you being serious?” Brittany asked excitedly. She loved everything about being at Santana’s apartment. The sheer amount of space she had compared to her own was almost triple. “This isn’t a mean trick to get me to stay in bed with you is it?”

 Santana laughed a little bit at Brittany questioning her motives. She must shook her head yes and smiled, “I am serious. We have been dating for a while. You spend so much time here anyway.” She got up and threw on a robe as she made her way to her dresser. “I know you have your own key,” She pulled out a small key ring with a few keys on it. “But this has a mailbox key and a key to the basement storage. I was going to ask you pretty soon anyway.”

 “Oh Honey,” The taller woman wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s waist, “I’d love to live with you. We can start moving me in the next couple weeks. I can get all settled in before the holidays. OH my god! We have so much room for a tree!”

 Santana chuckled to herself as she kissed her girlfriend softly, “I don’t know about a big tree. Tubbs might knock it down.”

Brittany smiled softly as she kissed Santana back. She pulled her closer by the waist as she pulled away, “You really have been thinking about this for a while, haven’t you?”  

 “Yeah,” She shrugged a little bit and shook her head. “I even got Tubbs a window seat since this view is a bit better than yours. I know he loves the windows. The back bedroom can be where we keep his stuff.” Santana put her hands on the side of Brittany’s face and smiled. “I know we have a lot to consider with work and everything, but I think this is the next right move for us.”

You are weakening.

The voice came from everywhere and nowhere. In his mind, in this dream that wasn’t a dream, Hux stood dressed the same as he had gone to bed. Knowing that Ren could see him even like this felt like a vulnerability that he could not endure. But he did.

Turning, Hux found himself face to face with that damnable mask.