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Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead

Sobbing because I will never ship Brittana as hard as HeYa do.

Because HeYa are Brittana. Because they love each other, because even the cast knows it. They were made for each other

volcano89:

Santana enters her house quietly, hearing the voices of the people she loves most in world. Leaning against the kitchen door frame, she smiles as she watches them. Her wife is dancing around, holding their son, chatting away with him. Santana spots that he still has hold of her bracelet; the one Brittany gave her years ago. She told him to keep it safe until she returned.
“Mom, why isn’t mami back yet?”
“She’s a Marine. She does a lot of work. But she’ll be back soon baby.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.” Brittany bops their son on his nose, like Santana does with her.
Clearing her throat, Santana is engulfed by them both. Dropping her hat and bag she pulls them closer. Brittany kisses her intensely while her son is talking happily at her.
She is home.

volcano89:

Santana enters her house quietly, hearing the voices of the people she loves most in world. Leaning against the kitchen door frame, she smiles as she watches them. Her wife is dancing around, holding their son, chatting away with him. Santana spots that he still has hold of her bracelet; the one Brittany gave her years ago. She told him to keep it safe until she returned.

“Mom, why isn’t mami back yet?”

“She’s a Marine. She does a lot of work. But she’ll be back soon baby.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.” Brittany bops their son on his nose, like Santana does with her.

Clearing her throat, Santana is engulfed by them both. Dropping her hat and bag she pulls them closer. Brittany kisses her intensely while her son is talking happily at her.

She is home.