Fic: Something Inside So Strong
Media: Fic
Title: Something Inside So Strong
Rating: PG
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine
Spoilers (if any): Goodbye
Warnings (if any): none
Word Count: not quite 700 words
Summary: Songs don’t fix everything.
Author’s Note (if any): Reaction fic. Like everyone else. unbeta’d. I own none of the songs. I don’t own Kurt, Blaine, Glee or well, anything.
Songs don’t fix everything.
Actually, Kurt knows that songs don’t fix anything.
Nevertheless, whenever he has problem he finds himself sitting in his room or at “Between the Sheets” or on stage going through music trying to find the perfect song for that situation.
He and Finn drove home in near silence. He handed the NYADA letter to his father without saying a word, then sat on his bed with his iPhone, listening to his “Sad Music” playlist.
The Beatles have no songs for this. “Take a sad song, and make it better.”
No! He shook it, hoping for something more appropriate on shuffle.
Musical theater has a ton of depressing songs. Romantic comedy? What’s that.
“I heard someone crying, maybe it was me.”
Yup, it’s me. Another shake.
“I dreamed a dream in times gone by,
When hope was high and life worth living...”
Not going there.
“Come what may...”
Not the situation
“One light shines in the drive...”
A soft knock came at the door. “Come in, Dad.”
“I’m not your dad. Can I come in anyhow?”
“Blaine? I... I’m sorry I didn’t call yet. I just...”
“It’s okay. Mrs. Pillsbury told me that you may need me.”
“Mrs. Pillsbury? How’d she...? Nevermind, I probably don’t want to know.”
“You probably don’t. But I thought I’d come by anyhow. I thought you’d be somewhere between ‘Empty Chairs at Empty Tables’ and the reprise of ‘I’ll Cover You’.”
“Nope, only managed to get one Les Mis song in, and that was ‘I Dreamed a Dream’. Got to Next to Normal before you interrupted.” He looked down at his phone. “Looks like I was about to get ‘No More’ from Into the Woods in next.”
“And yet, your face is oddly dry.”
“I think I’m in shock. I want to cry. I’ve never had a problem crying before.” Kurt shook his phone again. “Here we go, ‘Nobody Does it Like Me’; ain't that the truth.”
“I think you’re allowed to cry for this.” Blaine placed his hand on Kurt’s.
“Maybe I’m done crying. Maybe I want to just be angry and upset and pissed off at the stupidity of it all for once.”
“Then maybe this isn’t the right playlist?”
“Uplifting?” He swiped his thumb across the top and switched it. “Ugh, I’m not listening to Barbra’s version of ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’. I think I may have to remove everything Barbra from all of my playlists.”
“I can’t let you do that, you’ll never forgive yourself.”
“True. It Isn’t Barbra’s fault that Rachel got in and I didn’t. It isn’t even Rachel’s fault. I just don’t get it. What does she have that I don’t have?”
“Chutzpah?”
“What?”
“The ability to kill her parents and then ask for leniency because she’s an orphan. Chutzpah.”
Kurt let out a rueful chuckle. “That’s Rachel.”
“Look, I don’t know what they were thinking. Whatever it is, they’re crazy. I’ve seen you perform. I’ve seen her perform. And there is nothing, nothing that she has that you don’t have. You are every bit as bright as Rachel Berry. And someday, someday, the world will see you outshine her. She may be a star, but you are the sun. The star that everyone sees everyday. Kurt Hummel will be a household name someday.”
“No, Blaine Anderson. You will not make me cry.”
“You want a song? I’ll give you a song. Pull up Youtube.” Blaine grabbed Kurt’s phone from him, and tapped a few things in.
“Kurt, that is you. That is us. You have more pride and strength and light than Rachel does in her pinky nail. NYADA may be closed to you right now. Find a new way. We’ll do it together.”
Kurt wiped his face. “So much for not crying. Let’s do this. They won’t bring me down.”
Songs referenced:
Hey Jude
I Heard Someone Crying
I Dreamed a Dream
Come What May
A Light in the Dark
Empty Chairs at Empty Tables
I’ll Cover You Reprise
No More
Nobody Does it Like Me
You’ll Never Walk Alone
Title: Something Inside So Strong
Rating: PG
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine
Spoilers (if any): Goodbye
Warnings (if any): none
Word Count: not quite 700 words
Summary: Songs don’t fix everything.
Author’s Note (if any): Reaction fic. Like everyone else. unbeta’d. I own none of the songs. I don’t own Kurt, Blaine, Glee or well, anything.
Songs don’t fix everything.
Actually, Kurt knows that songs don’t fix anything.
Nevertheless, whenever he has problem he finds himself sitting in his room or at “Between the Sheets” or on stage going through music trying to find the perfect song for that situation.
He and Finn drove home in near silence. He handed the NYADA letter to his father without saying a word, then sat on his bed with his iPhone, listening to his “Sad Music” playlist.
The Beatles have no songs for this. “Take a sad song, and make it better.”
No! He shook it, hoping for something more appropriate on shuffle.
Musical theater has a ton of depressing songs. Romantic comedy? What’s that.
“I heard someone crying, maybe it was me.”
Yup, it’s me. Another shake.
“I dreamed a dream in times gone by,
When hope was high and life worth living...”
Not going there.
“Come what may...”
Not the situation
“One light shines in the drive...”
A soft knock came at the door. “Come in, Dad.”
“I’m not your dad. Can I come in anyhow?”
“Blaine? I... I’m sorry I didn’t call yet. I just...”
“It’s okay. Mrs. Pillsbury told me that you may need me.”
“Mrs. Pillsbury? How’d she...? Nevermind, I probably don’t want to know.”
“You probably don’t. But I thought I’d come by anyhow. I thought you’d be somewhere between ‘Empty Chairs at Empty Tables’ and the reprise of ‘I’ll Cover You’.”
“Nope, only managed to get one Les Mis song in, and that was ‘I Dreamed a Dream’. Got to Next to Normal before you interrupted.” He looked down at his phone. “Looks like I was about to get ‘No More’ from Into the Woods in next.”
“And yet, your face is oddly dry.”
“I think I’m in shock. I want to cry. I’ve never had a problem crying before.” Kurt shook his phone again. “Here we go, ‘Nobody Does it Like Me’; ain't that the truth.”
“I think you’re allowed to cry for this.” Blaine placed his hand on Kurt’s.
“Maybe I’m done crying. Maybe I want to just be angry and upset and pissed off at the stupidity of it all for once.”
“Then maybe this isn’t the right playlist?”
“Uplifting?” He swiped his thumb across the top and switched it. “Ugh, I’m not listening to Barbra’s version of ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’. I think I may have to remove everything Barbra from all of my playlists.”
“I can’t let you do that, you’ll never forgive yourself.”
“True. It Isn’t Barbra’s fault that Rachel got in and I didn’t. It isn’t even Rachel’s fault. I just don’t get it. What does she have that I don’t have?”
“Chutzpah?”
“What?”
“The ability to kill her parents and then ask for leniency because she’s an orphan. Chutzpah.”
Kurt let out a rueful chuckle. “That’s Rachel.”
“Look, I don’t know what they were thinking. Whatever it is, they’re crazy. I’ve seen you perform. I’ve seen her perform. And there is nothing, nothing that she has that you don’t have. You are every bit as bright as Rachel Berry. And someday, someday, the world will see you outshine her. She may be a star, but you are the sun. The star that everyone sees everyday. Kurt Hummel will be a household name someday.”
“No, Blaine Anderson. You will not make me cry.”
“You want a song? I’ll give you a song. Pull up Youtube.” Blaine grabbed Kurt’s phone from him, and tapped a few things in.
Click to view“Kurt, that is you. That is us. You have more pride and strength and light than Rachel does in her pinky nail. NYADA may be closed to you right now. Find a new way. We’ll do it together.”
Kurt wiped his face. “So much for not crying. Let’s do this. They won’t bring me down.”
Songs referenced:
Hey Jude
I Heard Someone Crying
I Dreamed a Dream
Come What May
A Light in the Dark
Empty Chairs at Empty Tables
I’ll Cover You Reprise
No More
Nobody Does it Like Me
You’ll Never Walk Alone