"Maybe we could, you know. Go on a date or something."

Santana looked up sharply from her history homework. "What?" She asked, eyes wide.

It was Friday night, and Santana was lounging on Sebastian Smythe's, Warbler leader and currently one of her best friends, bed, trying to finish her homework before the start of the weekend.

"I said, we should go on date." Sebastian repeated, rolling his eyes. "You are so daft."

Santana blinked a bit stupidly. Normally she could whip out biting remarks in less time then it took for someone to snap their fingers, but this took her a bit by surprise. Sure, the two of them have hooked up a couple times when she was vulnerable over Brittany, and she had had, and might possibly still have, feelings for him, but they had been hanging out almost everyday for months, and he never once suggested dating each other.

"But, Sebastian. I don't you if you noticed, but we're gay."

"We already had this conversation." Sebastian said, tossing her a coke. "We decided we're both bi."

"Um, no, you decided we were both bi, not both of us." She laughed, taking a sip of her coke and tasting a hint of rum. Yum. Sebastian knew her well.

"You haven't liked a girl since Brittany." He argued.

"I haven't liked anyone at all since Brittany." She laughed.

Sebastian gave her a wolfish grin. "Except for me."

"Except for you."

"So is that a yes? I'll even pay. Besides, who are you to turn down such a tempting offer?" Sebastian turned dramatically, tilting his head and pursing his lips.

"Fierce." Santana nodded. "Tyra Banks would be proud."

"So is that a yes?"

"Fine." Santana grinned. "It's a yes."

"I have a date with Santana Lopez. My life is complete."

"You are such a tool."