Caught in a Bad Romance (Sue/Will) - A Gleefic Contest Entry
Title: Caught in a Bad Romance
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Sue/Will
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 605
Disclaimer: Sadly, I dont own Glee or any of its characters. So this is just entertainment and stuff.
Summary: "Sue?" He breathes out, spinning her back around to face him. "Stop talking."
SPOILERS: This doesn't really spoil anything at all.
A/N: This takes place during the episode Funk. You'll notice the first half of the story is exactly what you saw in the scene merely typed out. The second half is my little AU rendition of what would have been totally sexy if it did happen. I know probably 99.9% of the fandom absolutely despises Will/Sue, but they're kind of my crack!ship. And you'd agree that they're totally the definition of Bad Romance.
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Made entirely as a contest entry for gleefic_contest
X-posted to ontd_glee & gleefics
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"I'm sorry, Mr. Schue." Brittany whispers as she brushes past him and out the door. He watches her go before turning his attention to Sue.
"Wow," He says, taking a step forward. "You did it, Sue -"
"I'll do the talking, thank you very much," She cuts him short, hands on her hips. Her usual autocratic demeanor crosses her features. "Let me break it down for you, William. You're standing at a crossroads here. You have two choices. Number one? This trophy will be installed in the choir room in a custom built bullet proof case as a daily reminder of your failure as a man, and an educator."
He narrows his gaze as she falls silent. "And whats choice number two?" He asks, part of him not wanting to know the answer. Sue steps into him, standing far too close for comfort.
"You can kiss me." He holds his breath and she gets even closer. "Right here. On the lips. With tongue."
"This is payback, isn't it?"
She gives him a small, barely noticeable smile, and suddenly he can't believe himself. He's actually considering option number two. No, he's going for option number two.
"No one will know?" He asks, chancing a glance down to her lips.
He was greeted with more silence as she stands patiently waiting, watching him.
"Fine." He spits out, shooting her one last glare.
Her eyes slip closed as their noses brush, but before his lips hit hers, she speaks. "You know what?" Her breath hits him, intoxicating him instantly. "I'm not gonna do this." She says, babbling off a list of insults, but Will ignores them. Suddenly he can't think.
"Its making me sick," he hears her say, and he lets out a small laugh. She smiles again and steps past him towards the door, but something snaps inside Will as his hands close on her wrist.
"Sue?" He breathes out, spinning her back around to face him. "Stop talking."
She opens her mouth to retort, but he cups the back of her neck pulling her close and crushing their lips together. She breathes out against him in surprise but responds in kind, kissing him back, and suddenly he's lost in her. He can't get close enough. His right hand brushes across her cheek, settling in her hair as he pulls her impossibly closer. His mind is swimming around the thought of kissing her, everything inside of him screaming at him to stop. But he can't seem to pull away. Her smell and taste pulls him in like a magnet and before long, he's nearly drinking from her.
And then his thoughts catch up with his actions. No. This is Sue Sylvester. This is the woman he despises, the woman who is out to get him, the woman who strives to crush the hopes and dreams of everyone around her. And consequently - the woman who's lips he's currently battling with for dominance. Breathlessly, he forces himself away, panting as he stands mere centimeters apart from her.
"Wiliam," She says, keeping her eyes closed. He watches as she steadies her breathing. Her eyes open and he sees a flash of something sinister behind them.
"You kiss like a dying fish," She quips. She shoots a glance up to his hair and her lips form a thin smile "And you smell like an entire can of Dep. Its nauseating me."
His mouth opens in surprise but no sound comes out. She turns her heel and treks towards the door, calling back over her shoulder. "The Trophy will be placed in the choir room Monday Morning."
When he hears the door click shut, he finally lets out the breath he's been holding in.
FIN
Do comment, please. ♥
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Sue/Will
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 605
Disclaimer: Sadly, I dont own Glee or any of its characters. So this is just entertainment and stuff.
Summary: "Sue?" He breathes out, spinning her back around to face him. "Stop talking."
SPOILERS: This doesn't really spoil anything at all.
A/N: This takes place during the episode Funk. You'll notice the first half of the story is exactly what you saw in the scene merely typed out. The second half is my little AU rendition of what would have been totally sexy if it did happen. I know probably 99.9% of the fandom absolutely despises Will/Sue, but they're kind of my crack!ship. And you'd agree that they're totally the definition of Bad Romance.
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Made entirely as a contest entry for gleefic_contest
X-posted to ontd_glee & gleefics
+------------------------------------------------------------------------------+
"I'm sorry, Mr. Schue." Brittany whispers as she brushes past him and out the door. He watches her go before turning his attention to Sue.
"Wow," He says, taking a step forward. "You did it, Sue -"
"I'll do the talking, thank you very much," She cuts him short, hands on her hips. Her usual autocratic demeanor crosses her features. "Let me break it down for you, William. You're standing at a crossroads here. You have two choices. Number one? This trophy will be installed in the choir room in a custom built bullet proof case as a daily reminder of your failure as a man, and an educator."
He narrows his gaze as she falls silent. "And whats choice number two?" He asks, part of him not wanting to know the answer. Sue steps into him, standing far too close for comfort.
"You can kiss me." He holds his breath and she gets even closer. "Right here. On the lips. With tongue."
"This is payback, isn't it?"
She gives him a small, barely noticeable smile, and suddenly he can't believe himself. He's actually considering option number two. No, he's going for option number two.
"No one will know?" He asks, chancing a glance down to her lips.
He was greeted with more silence as she stands patiently waiting, watching him.
"Fine." He spits out, shooting her one last glare.
Her eyes slip closed as their noses brush, but before his lips hit hers, she speaks. "You know what?" Her breath hits him, intoxicating him instantly. "I'm not gonna do this." She says, babbling off a list of insults, but Will ignores them. Suddenly he can't think.
"Its making me sick," he hears her say, and he lets out a small laugh. She smiles again and steps past him towards the door, but something snaps inside Will as his hands close on her wrist.
"Sue?" He breathes out, spinning her back around to face him. "Stop talking."
She opens her mouth to retort, but he cups the back of her neck pulling her close and crushing their lips together. She breathes out against him in surprise but responds in kind, kissing him back, and suddenly he's lost in her. He can't get close enough. His right hand brushes across her cheek, settling in her hair as he pulls her impossibly closer. His mind is swimming around the thought of kissing her, everything inside of him screaming at him to stop. But he can't seem to pull away. Her smell and taste pulls him in like a magnet and before long, he's nearly drinking from her.
And then his thoughts catch up with his actions. No. This is Sue Sylvester. This is the woman he despises, the woman who is out to get him, the woman who strives to crush the hopes and dreams of everyone around her. And consequently - the woman who's lips he's currently battling with for dominance. Breathlessly, he forces himself away, panting as he stands mere centimeters apart from her.
"Wiliam," She says, keeping her eyes closed. He watches as she steadies her breathing. Her eyes open and he sees a flash of something sinister behind them.
"You kiss like a dying fish," She quips. She shoots a glance up to his hair and her lips form a thin smile "And you smell like an entire can of Dep. Its nauseating me."
His mouth opens in surprise but no sound comes out. She turns her heel and treks towards the door, calling back over her shoulder. "The Trophy will be placed in the choir room Monday Morning."
When he hears the door click shut, he finally lets out the breath he's been holding in.
FIN
Do comment, please. ♥