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justbeingaqueen in etrelibre_rpg

[Closed to usedtohaveabs] Pictures of you, pictures of me...

Jan 03, 2012 22:43

Who: justbeingaqueen and usedtohaveabs
Where: Bungalows @ The Resort
Time of Day: Just after sunrise
Open or Closed: CLOSED ( Read more... )

[character] kurt hummel, [ship] kurt/blaine, [character] quinn fabray, [place] the resort, [post] closed

Comments 4

usedtohaveabs January 3 2012, 14:09:45 UTC

Quinn was dressed for work already, but she was more than aware than Kurt had been awake all night. The light had been streaming in under her bedroom door, and she had heard him a few times in the bathroom when he got home from work at Aquatic Chaos, even if it had been his early finish last night. Something was up. He had been bitching her out snappily for no real reason for days. She was just in his line of fire, so she copped it. She sat down in the chair beside him, coffee in hand, as her hazel eyes landed on the booze. "Kurt! Are you serious? You're drinking at six am... and smoking? For god's sake," she scolded and took the cigarette from his fingers and stubbed it out on the table.

"Okay, Hummel. Spill. What is biting you? I keep telling you that you're in serious need of a lay, and now I'm going to emphasise that point. What is going on with you?" she demanded with a bitchy glare of her own.

justbeingaqueen January 3 2012, 15:19:58 UTC

"And I keep telling you I'm married," Kurt bit out through gritted teeth. He watched as she stubbed the cigarette out and then unceremoniously snatched the packet back up to light a replacement. He cupped his hands around the end of of the cigarette so the seabreeze wouldn't interrupt the flame of the lighter and then both were thrown across the table. The smoke was blown out more roughly this time, and he picked up his drink to down the last of the liquor in it in one gulp.

He knew that it wasn't going to do any good getting angry at Quinn. He was misdirecting and she really was in his line of fire. They often copped each other's bad moods, and it was easy for him to forget that this Quinn here wasn't the one who had been his bridesmaid at his wedding. She didn't even know Blaine. That was a seriously hard part for Kurt right now. She wouldn't understand, no matter how much he tried to explain.

usedtohaveabs January 4 2012, 12:50:27 UTC

Quinn put her hand over Kurt's with a soft squeeze. "Kurt, honey... it's been two years. You've got a really long time on the island ahead of you. You can't spend it forever alone. I know you miss him, and he sounds amazing. He sounds just like your perfect match and just the kind of guy you always deserved to have, but you can't wait for him. He might never come, and if he does, he might not even be the Blaine that you know and fell in love with. This place has its own agenda and we're just all pawns. I'm not going to push you, but please at least talk to me. What's the matter, babe?" she coaxed, and was seriously considering calling in sick to work herself just so she could sit and keep him company. She just wasn't sure company was what he wanted if he was drinking and smoking at 6am. This was very serious business ( ... )

justbeingaqueen January 4 2012, 15:09:32 UTC

Kurt rubbed the back of his neck and then ashed his cigarette over the rail of the balcony as he slowly wet his lips. It was only after another puff of the cigarette that he finally answered. "It's two years," he began with a brief glance at her before he looked out at the aquamarine ocean with a frown. "Today would have been our two year anniversary... back in normal time back there, I mean. If I hadn't... you know ( ... )