Glee | LATGHAOT They Are Courageous | Multiship (7 of 20)
Started my daily ficlets to make the hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a 2nd cycle and then a 3rd, all through to a 22nd. Now cycle 23!
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LOVE & THE GENTLE HEART ARE ONE THING - [For the full explanation, please refer to Chapter 1
Chapter 7 of 20 They Are Courageous
"LOVE & THE GENTLE HEART ARE ONE THING
7. THEY ARE COURAGEOUS"
Multiship
They went and found Mr. Schuester, by the stage, speaking with Miss Holiday. Maybe they had it all over their faces, but they didn’t even need to ask; he just held out the bowl. Sam looked to Quinn and bowed his head, leaving the picking up to her. She grinned and reached right at the bottom. “Pick two,” Miss Holiday suggested, and as it was, Quinn had pulled out two cards at once, one stuck in the other.
She opened the one stuck inside and read the title. One second later, she stuck the other card back into the bowl, unread. She looked to Sam and showed him the card with a smile. “Duet, great,” he nodded.
They had to wait until the present song was over, so they sat side by side at the edge of the stage. Quinn turned the card over and over through her fingers. As they sat there, Sam spotted Kurt and Blaine walking by, not too far off, and he tapped Quinn’s arm, indicating them. She was surprised, happily so, and she excused herself to run after them. “Kurt!” she called, and they stopped, turned.
“Quinn!” he had the same reaction, like their whole personal history had been rewritten when he was taken from them. They met up, and they hugged.
“I had no idea you were coming!” she spoke as they pulled away. “You’re in the Warblers, too,” Quinn noticed, looking at…
“Blaine, Quinn. Quinn, Blaine,” Kurt introduced.
“Nice to meet you,” Blaine nodded, and Quinn did the same.
“What’s that?” Kurt pointed to the card in her hand.
“I’m going up to sing with Sam next,” she explained, then, “You two should go and dance,” she pointed to the mass of dancing couples.
“Quinn!” Sam called, and she turned to see him pointing to the stage; it was their turn. She turned back for a smile to the boys before dashing off to meet Sam. Blaine turned to Kurt with a daring smile. Kurt froze.
“I don’t know…”
“I get invited to a dance, I expect to dance,” he shrugged, simple. “I’ve got moves…”
“Oh, I’m sure you do,” Kurt nodded, then looked around. “I’m not so sure if they’ll be so interested.” On stage, Quinn went and gave the card to Brad, who signalled an eleven to the band. The music began, slowly, as Sam and Quinn took their places. They shared a look, a smile. And Blaine, he smiled, too, holding his hand out to Kurt.
“Good thing you’re not dancing this one alone, then,” he pointed out with a nod of the head as though to say ‘come on, it’ll be fine.’
“You’re so sure,” Kurt replied, a smile of his own slowly gaining.
“They’re going to start with us,” his hand still waited for Kurt’s. It took one more breath, one more look into his eyes, but their hands met, just as lyrics were heard, and then they entered the fray… Whether his heart was ramming into his ribcage out of fear that they’d be tossed bodily from McKInley or because of the effect that was Blaine, he didn’t know… but he put his trust in it being the second option.
[SQ] “I don't know you / But I want you / All the more for that / Words fall through me / And always fool me / And I can't react / [S] And games that never amount / To more than they're meant / Will play themselves out “
“Who’s leading?” were the first words that Kurt spoke as they turned to one another. Blaine took the lead, without a word, sensing perhaps that in all his concerns, Kurt might ‘lead’ them right off this dance floor, and he didn’t want that for him. He wanted this, Kurt did; they both did. But he’d gone on for so long, thinking and being told that he couldn’t have it… He knew; he’d had that too. But they could change that, there and then; this evening would be their dream maker. And Kurt Hummel would get his dance.
[SQ] “Take this sinking boat and point it home / We've still got time / Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice / You've made it now”
He wasn’t going to look. He wasn’t going to keep turning, expecting long stares and panic and… worse… he wasn’t going to miss out on any of it. He’d remember the dance, and Blaine, staring back at him like no one else existed. It kind of worked, more than he could imagine. He focused on the eyes, and the hands… there were no steps. And now, without a doubt, he knew what got his heart in such a beat.
[SQ] “Falling slowly, eyes that know me / And I can't go back / Moods that take me and erase me / And I'm painted black / [S] You have suffered enough / And warred with yourself / It's time that you won
[SQ] Take this sinking boat and point it home / We've still got time / Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice / You've made it now”
Maybe they were too busy to tell, with their own dancing, maybe they’d kept to themselves, or maybe they’d let them be… but for those few minutes, with friends singing them on, stuck in their bubble, Kurt and Blaine danced, and nothing or no one got in the way. Now all that was left was a wonder for things to come… It would never be the same again.
[SQ] “Take this sinking boat and point it home / We've still got time / Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice / You've made it now / Falling slowly sing your melody / I'll sing along”
He didn’t want the song to end… When it did, and they came to a stop, Kurt swore he saw Quinn smiling back from afar; he pressed his hand to his lips and held them out, a silent thank you across the way. He turned back to Blaine, as they started trailing off; he looked back.
“Want another one?” Blaine smiled.
“Want another several ones…” he admitted.
“That can be arranged,” Blaine slowed his steps away from the dance floor, and Kurt turned back to look at him, the floor… “I’ll even let you lead this time,” he leaned, and Kurt gave a nod, took his lead as they awaited the next songs.
After they’d left the stage, Santana had watched Mercedes dash off, back into the arms of an impressed Anthony Rashad, but her… She scanned the room and couldn’t spot Puck anywhere… Maybe she should go and look for him, she thought, but even then she didn’t feel like it, so… she couldn’t be bothered. This whole thing was on the verge of degenerating into chaos, pathetic, boring chaos, just as she’d suspected… She shouldn’t have let Puck talk her into this, she knew this year of all years had no prospect for being anything to remember, it… No, no… She wasn’t going to do this, she wasn’t going to sit, and mope, and just… No.
So she got back up and went to find Mr. Schuester. “Can I have the bowl, please?” she promptly demanded. He looked at her as though to say ‘are you okay?’ “I’m feeling very musical right now,” she rambled, gesturing toward the bowl. He held it out, looking slightly spooked. She picked out a card and nodded… This would do nicely. It was time for her to take the stage… Maybe someone would listen for once.
TO BE CONTINUED (TOMORROW)
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 01] [Cycle 02] [Cycle 03] [Cycle 04] [Cycle 05]
[Cycle 06] [Cycle 07] [Cycle 08] [Cycle 09] [Cycle 10]
[Cycle 11] [Cycle 12] [Cycle 13] [Cycle 14] [Cycle 15]
[Cycle 16] [Cycle 17] [Cycle 18] [Cycle 19] [Cycle 20]
[Cycle 21] [Cycle 22]
[Cycle 23]
[463] [464] [465] [466] [467]
[468]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Love & the Gentle Heart Are One Thing: 7. They Are Courageous"
Pairing: [Capitalized = in this chapter] Carl/Emma, Finn/Rachel, KURT/BLAINE, Artie/Brittany, Mike/Tina, SAM/QUINN, Puck/Santana, Anthony/Mercedes, Will/Holly, Puck/Quinn, Will/Emma, Burt/Carole, Brittany/Santana, Artie/Tina and more to come!
Rating: G
Summary: Valentine's Day is coming, and it's shaping up to be a very Glee kind of dance...
Spoilers: Through 210 A Very Glee Christmas
if you have things you would like to see get written, pleeease drop by the suggestion box. The link is further down!
LOVE & THE GENTLE HEART ARE ONE THING - [For the full explanation, please refer to Chapter 1
Chapter 7 of 20 They Are Courageous
"LOVE & THE GENTLE HEART ARE ONE THING
7. THEY ARE COURAGEOUS"
Multiship
They went and found Mr. Schuester, by the stage, speaking with Miss Holiday. Maybe they had it all over their faces, but they didn’t even need to ask; he just held out the bowl. Sam looked to Quinn and bowed his head, leaving the picking up to her. She grinned and reached right at the bottom. “Pick two,” Miss Holiday suggested, and as it was, Quinn had pulled out two cards at once, one stuck in the other.
She opened the one stuck inside and read the title. One second later, she stuck the other card back into the bowl, unread. She looked to Sam and showed him the card with a smile. “Duet, great,” he nodded.
They had to wait until the present song was over, so they sat side by side at the edge of the stage. Quinn turned the card over and over through her fingers. As they sat there, Sam spotted Kurt and Blaine walking by, not too far off, and he tapped Quinn’s arm, indicating them. She was surprised, happily so, and she excused herself to run after them. “Kurt!” she called, and they stopped, turned.
“Quinn!” he had the same reaction, like their whole personal history had been rewritten when he was taken from them. They met up, and they hugged.
“I had no idea you were coming!” she spoke as they pulled away. “You’re in the Warblers, too,” Quinn noticed, looking at…
“Blaine, Quinn. Quinn, Blaine,” Kurt introduced.
“Nice to meet you,” Blaine nodded, and Quinn did the same.
“What’s that?” Kurt pointed to the card in her hand.
“I’m going up to sing with Sam next,” she explained, then, “You two should go and dance,” she pointed to the mass of dancing couples.
“Quinn!” Sam called, and she turned to see him pointing to the stage; it was their turn. She turned back for a smile to the boys before dashing off to meet Sam. Blaine turned to Kurt with a daring smile. Kurt froze.
“I don’t know…”
“I get invited to a dance, I expect to dance,” he shrugged, simple. “I’ve got moves…”
“Oh, I’m sure you do,” Kurt nodded, then looked around. “I’m not so sure if they’ll be so interested.” On stage, Quinn went and gave the card to Brad, who signalled an eleven to the band. The music began, slowly, as Sam and Quinn took their places. They shared a look, a smile. And Blaine, he smiled, too, holding his hand out to Kurt.
“Good thing you’re not dancing this one alone, then,” he pointed out with a nod of the head as though to say ‘come on, it’ll be fine.’
“You’re so sure,” Kurt replied, a smile of his own slowly gaining.
“They’re going to start with us,” his hand still waited for Kurt’s. It took one more breath, one more look into his eyes, but their hands met, just as lyrics were heard, and then they entered the fray… Whether his heart was ramming into his ribcage out of fear that they’d be tossed bodily from McKInley or because of the effect that was Blaine, he didn’t know… but he put his trust in it being the second option.
[SQ] “I don't know you / But I want you / All the more for that / Words fall through me / And always fool me / And I can't react / [S] And games that never amount / To more than they're meant / Will play themselves out “
“Who’s leading?” were the first words that Kurt spoke as they turned to one another. Blaine took the lead, without a word, sensing perhaps that in all his concerns, Kurt might ‘lead’ them right off this dance floor, and he didn’t want that for him. He wanted this, Kurt did; they both did. But he’d gone on for so long, thinking and being told that he couldn’t have it… He knew; he’d had that too. But they could change that, there and then; this evening would be their dream maker. And Kurt Hummel would get his dance.
[SQ] “Take this sinking boat and point it home / We've still got time / Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice / You've made it now”
He wasn’t going to look. He wasn’t going to keep turning, expecting long stares and panic and… worse… he wasn’t going to miss out on any of it. He’d remember the dance, and Blaine, staring back at him like no one else existed. It kind of worked, more than he could imagine. He focused on the eyes, and the hands… there were no steps. And now, without a doubt, he knew what got his heart in such a beat.
[SQ] “Falling slowly, eyes that know me / And I can't go back / Moods that take me and erase me / And I'm painted black / [S] You have suffered enough / And warred with yourself / It's time that you won
[SQ] Take this sinking boat and point it home / We've still got time / Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice / You've made it now”
Maybe they were too busy to tell, with their own dancing, maybe they’d kept to themselves, or maybe they’d let them be… but for those few minutes, with friends singing them on, stuck in their bubble, Kurt and Blaine danced, and nothing or no one got in the way. Now all that was left was a wonder for things to come… It would never be the same again.
[SQ] “Take this sinking boat and point it home / We've still got time / Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice / You've made it now / Falling slowly sing your melody / I'll sing along”
He didn’t want the song to end… When it did, and they came to a stop, Kurt swore he saw Quinn smiling back from afar; he pressed his hand to his lips and held them out, a silent thank you across the way. He turned back to Blaine, as they started trailing off; he looked back.
“Want another one?” Blaine smiled.
“Want another several ones…” he admitted.
“That can be arranged,” Blaine slowed his steps away from the dance floor, and Kurt turned back to look at him, the floor… “I’ll even let you lead this time,” he leaned, and Kurt gave a nod, took his lead as they awaited the next songs.
After they’d left the stage, Santana had watched Mercedes dash off, back into the arms of an impressed Anthony Rashad, but her… She scanned the room and couldn’t spot Puck anywhere… Maybe she should go and look for him, she thought, but even then she didn’t feel like it, so… she couldn’t be bothered. This whole thing was on the verge of degenerating into chaos, pathetic, boring chaos, just as she’d suspected… She shouldn’t have let Puck talk her into this, she knew this year of all years had no prospect for being anything to remember, it… No, no… She wasn’t going to do this, she wasn’t going to sit, and mope, and just… No.
So she got back up and went to find Mr. Schuester. “Can I have the bowl, please?” she promptly demanded. He looked at her as though to say ‘are you okay?’ “I’m feeling very musical right now,” she rambled, gesturing toward the bowl. He held it out, looking slightly spooked. She picked out a card and nodded… This would do nicely. It was time for her to take the stage… Maybe someone would listen for once.
TO BE CONTINUED (TOMORROW)
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 01] [Cycle 02] [Cycle 03] [Cycle 04] [Cycle 05]
[Cycle 06] [Cycle 07] [Cycle 08] [Cycle 09] [Cycle 10]
[Cycle 11] [Cycle 12] [Cycle 13] [Cycle 14] [Cycle 15]
[Cycle 16] [Cycle 17] [Cycle 18] [Cycle 19] [Cycle 20]
[Cycle 21] [Cycle 22]
[Cycle 23]
[463] [464] [465] [466] [467]
[468]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Love & the Gentle Heart Are One Thing: 7. They Are Courageous"
Pairing: [Capitalized = in this chapter] Carl/Emma, Finn/Rachel, KURT/BLAINE, Artie/Brittany, Mike/Tina, SAM/QUINN, Puck/Santana, Anthony/Mercedes, Will/Holly, Puck/Quinn, Will/Emma, Burt/Carole, Brittany/Santana, Artie/Tina and more to come!
Rating: G
Summary: Valentine's Day is coming, and it's shaping up to be a very Glee kind of dance...
Spoilers: Through 210 A Very Glee Christmas