Britberry, or whatever those two are being called these days.
Sometimes, when she can’t sleep, Rachel will head downstairs and quietly play familiar melodies on the piano. She never realizes that Brittany usually wakes up at those first few notes and stands at the top of the stairs, listening to the songs that had been written just for her.
The jealousy never really goes away. Santana had Brittany all to herself for 18 years, knew everything about her childhood and family, things Rachel was still just discovering herself. Rachel can’t help but glare just a little whenever Santana comes over for coffee.
On the night of the Tony’s, the world doesn’t realize that Rachel Berry is a complete nervous wreck on the inside, barely keeping it together. All that is keeping her from bursting into overwhelmed tears is the hand clutching hers tightly and the soft kisses being placed on her cheek when people aren’t watching. When her name is called and the audience erupts in applause, her eyes search out one person in the crowd and she can feel her eyes start to water. Brittany lets out a wolf-whistle and Rachel laughs.