Fic: Falling Is Like This - Chapter 5 of 5

[wowbright]

Chapter title: Friday, and the World Is Clear
Characters: Kurt/Blaine pre-dating, Rachel
Rating: PG-13 (entire story)
Spoilers: 2.14 (Blame It On the Alcohol).
Warnings: language
Word count: About 18,000 overall, 1,772 this part
Summary: The fact the he enjoyed kissing Rachel at the party is confusing for Blaine. But what's more confusing is Kurt.
Chapter Summary: Blaine makes a discovery: lips that taste like Cherry chapstick are not all they're cracked up to be. Kurt's glad of that.
Author’s Note: Thank you, verdandil, for your beta-ing and pretty-sobbing.
 
Omigawd, guyz, I can't believe it's over. This chapter is short, and now I want to add like 3,000 words to drag it out, but I won't, because that's not what the story wants. Mean, mean story. Thanks for all of your love and I promise, I will just keep playing with these boys until they make me stop. Which is not gonna happen anytime soon. They told me.

Oh, yeah. The complete author's notes, which include song links and lots of meta, are here.
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Chapter 5: Friday, And the World Is Clear
 
 
Kurt Hummel has a bad feeling about Rachel's plan. The one that Kurt kind of consented to on Wednesday night. As if Blaine was a pawn in their game.
 
So, there's the guilt about that.
 
And there's also the fact that Blaine reaffirmed last night that he's gay. Of course, Kurt's not sure that's true – and he's also not sure it's any of his business to have an opinion on whether it's true.
 
Well, putting both those things aside, Kurt's worried that this plan could very well end up in public humiliation. Not for Kurt, but still. Kurt knows all about public humiliation, and even Rachel – even after being such a crappy friend – doesn't deserve that fate.
 
Because if Blaine's now saying that he's gay, Kurt can only assume that sparks did not fly for him on his date with Rachel.
 
But there she is, warming Blaine's seat at the Lima Bean, rubbing gloss on her lips in preparation for the big smack down. So to speak.
 
So Kurt tells her. "I've got a bad feeling about this Rachel. I mean, I don't mean to be a scold, but I don't want you to get hurt either. There's no victory in this for me either way." And it's true. Just because Blaine won't choose Rachel, it doesn’t mean he'll ever choose Kurt.
 
Rachel just rolls her eyes and says, "Who cares about you, buddy?" and Kurt changes his mind. Rachel deserves public humiliation, at least today. She keeps chattering on with something equally offensive, but Kurt no longer cares, because the doors have just swung open and it's Blaine.
 
Blaine.
 
Blaine walking into the Lima Bean.
 
And Kurt knows he just saw Blaine at rehearsal, but – Well, that was performance Blaine. And this is Blaine. His friend Blaine. Kurt is overwhelmed by how beautiful he is, and he remembers the sound of Blaine's voice last night, how tenuous it sounded and how full of what sounded like intimate affection – which Kurt is sure he was imagining, but still – it made Kurt feel whole and home.
 
Blaine looks slightly lost as he glances around the Lima Bean for Kurt. A little vulnerable. There's something about that look that always makes Kurt want to rescue Blaine, sweep him into his arms and take him somewhere safe, pour comfort and desire onto his lips until Blaine feels invincible.
 
If Kurt were as brave as he wants to make Blaine, he would go up to Blaine right now, whisper Here I am and kiss him.
 
But Rachel beats Kurt to the punch. She's already bolted from the table and there she is, grabbing Blaine's shoulders and pulling him down to her face and snogging him and –
 
Blaine doesn't pull away as fast as Kurt would like. His eyes are closed and – oh. Maybe last night's proclamation of gayness was a little too early, the easy intimacy too misleading. And the thoughts are just swarming in Kurt's head. Because bisexuality is fine theoretically. It's fine in reality. As long as Blaine never chooses anyone but Kurt.
 
And then the kiss is broken, and Blaine is staring at Rachel, a little stunned, and Kurt thinks, Oh, there goes my heart.
 
Kurt hears it then. "Yep, I'm gay. One-hundred percent gay." And again, in Blaine's trademark eager, polite, flattering tone: "Thank you so much for clearing that up for me, Rachel."
 
Kurt sees Blaine smile shyly at him over Rachel's head and he thinks, Oh, there goes my heart.
 
But it means something completely different – and good – now.
 
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Blaine should not feel so exhilarated. He's just walking into the Lima Bean, which means he hasn't had his coffee yet, which means he should be dragging.
 
But he's thinking about sitting across from Kurt Hummel. And even though the awfulness of the past week should maybe make him nervous about that, he can only seem to remember the wonderful parts: Waking up in Kurt's room, surrounded by the smell of his sheets and the comfort of knowing that Kurt was nearby. Kurt's laughter unraveling the tension in Blaine's chest into pure, languorous warmth. Kurt, staying his friend through everything.
 
What he's not thinking about is Rachel Berry. He hasn't thought much about her at all since watching her drive off on Wednesday.
 
But then she's there, in the Lima Bean, in front of him, looking up at him expectantly, and he thinks, Wow, I'm a cad. I haven't even called her to thank her for the movie. And so he starts, "Hey Rachel, what's going on?" and he's about to continue, You know, I had a really nice time on Wednesday, but then she's up in his face and on his lips and –
 
She's totally the wrong height and the wrong smell and the wrong taste, but if he closes his eyes he can almost forget and if he tries to remember the smell of Kurt's skin on Saturday night, he can almost –
 
Blaine pulls away. "Huh." That's Rachel in front of him.
 
And Blaine Anderson is totally gay.
 
"Yep. I'm gay. One-hundred percent gay," Blaine says, and he kind of feels like skipping around the Lima Bean and bursting into song. But that might be rubbing it in, and Blaine remembers his manners. "Thank you so much for clearing that up for me, Rachel."
 
Rachel is just staring at him a little slack-jawed, and he doesn't know her well enough to figure out what that look means, but he doesn’t really care. Which maybe makes him even more of a cad, but he'll worry about that later. Because, over her head, he sees Kurt now at their usual table and he gets that little happy feeling he always gets when he first sees Kurt and then – Oh, fuck. He saw that.
 
Blaine needs a minute.
 
He excuses himself to the restroom and – really, did he just ask her to save his place in line? Super cad. He'll have to apologize for that when he gets back.
 
He bends over the sink and splashes his lips because they're a little sticky and taste like cherry Chapstick, and that is so not his flavor. He likes honey and mint and cinnamon and coffee. Maybe this makes him mega cad, washing the taste of a girl off his mouth. But he didn't exactly ask her to kiss him. And he doesn't want her lingering on his lips when he goes back out to talk to Kurt. So he rubs his mouth with a dollop of soap and rinses about 20 times.
 
Good. The flavor's gone. He tastes like soap now, but that's a little more tolerable.
 
When Blaine steps out of the bathroom, Kurt is leaning against the wall, coffee in hand.
 
"Medium-drip, Mr. Anderson," he says, arching his eyebrows in that way that Blaine would call seriously seductive if he didn't try to avoid thinking about it that way. Kurt nods his head toward the table where he'd been sitting earlier. "Come on, I saved a seat for you."
 
"Thanks, Kurt," says Blaine, taking the coffee from Kurt's hand, letting himself brush Kurt's fingers as he does so. Blaine doesn't always feel at home in his real home, but something about that touch feels the way that home should be.
 
"Where's Rachel?" Blaine says as they walk toward the table, and he congratulates himself for asking about her, because maybe that makes him a little less of a cad. "Is she okay?"
 
Kurt laughs as he settles into his chair. "Oh, she's more than okay. You should have seen how thrilled she was to be rejected by a gay man."
 
"Thrilled?"
 
"Like she had just won a Tony."
 
"Huh."
 
"She ran off to go write a song about it. Because being dumped by a guy who turns out to be gay is" – Kurt lets go of his coffee to make air quotes with both hands – "'songwriting gold.'"
 
"It's not like we were dating," Blaine says. "We went on one date. And it was kind of crummy. I mean, she was nice, but it was crummy."
 
Kurt takes a sip of his coffee and lifts his eyebrows again and Blaine wishes he wouldn't do that because it really makes it hard to think. "So, how are you?"
 
Blaine squints at his coffee cup so he can gather his thoughts. Oh, there they are. Thoughts. Good. "I'm okay. I'm fine. A little creeped out. Didn't exactly expect to be accosted in the Lima Bean. But what goes around comes around, I guess." He looks back up and sees the quizzical expression on Kurt's face. "I accosted Jeremiah in the Gap," Blaine says, and thinks, I accosted you everywhere I could. "So I guess getting accosted in the Lima Bean is my comeuppance."
 
Kurt smirks and rolls his eyes, but his face quickly stills. His eyes are on Blaine's, just watching, and Blaine feels – whole. Blaine's not sure what that feeling means. But he likes it.
 
"Can I ask you something?" Kurt says. "It's really none of my business. You don't have to answer. I'm just wondering."
 
Blaine swallows. "Ask anything."
 
"Are you sure about the 100 percent gay thing? Because – it's none of my business, really, but – you kind of seemed to linger."
 
"It is your business," Blaine says, and as soon as he says it he wonders if that's too what? forward? because Blaine isn’t even sure what he wants from Kurt or why he wants, and maybe Kurt isn't completely uninterested, because Kurt's face lights up and his eyebrows do that thing again and – hell, Blaine will be as kind-of-forward as he can if it makes Kurt look like that. "Remember what you told me about Brittany?"
 
"Yes."
 
Blaine inhales sharply and makes himself look into Kurt's eyes. "It's amazing how nice it can be to kiss a girl when you're thinking of someone else." He doesn't have the courage to say any more.
 
Kurt is thoughtful, a half-smile on his lips. That face, which normally doesn't hide anything from Blaine, is so enigmatic right now.
 
Kurt starts to hum, and then he's singing softly, "I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry Chapstick."
 
Blaine laughs. "No. I really didn't like the cherry Chapstick."
 
Kurt answers with his own laugh and then they are both singing Katy Perry – Kurt quietly and Blaine crooning – their eyes fixed on each other. The rest of the café disappears. The world is just Kurt and music and giddiness, and Blaine wonders if he will ever find the right song to sing to a boy who makes his heart dance.
 
 
 
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  Falling is Like This Author's Notes & Meta
 
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Comments

Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

Oh, I wanted to keep going AU too, trust me. : )

So many places it could have happened, but I'll just make one up for Chapter 5 since I can scroll up and look at it here if I need to:

Chapter 5:
Kurt starts to hum, and then he's singing softly, "I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry Chapstick."

Blaine laughs. "No. I really didn't like the cherry Chapstick."

"Neither do I," says Kurt. "You know what's weird? I kind of like the taste of soap."

"Really?" Blaine said, his heart beating faster.

"Yeah. That's weird, isn't it?"

"I spent my five minutes in the bathroom washing my lips off with soap."

Kurt is thoughtful, a half-smile on his lips. That face, which normally doesn't hide anything from Blaine, is so enigmatic right now.

"They still taste like soap. And a little like coffee." As soon as Blaine says it, he wonders if that's too what? forward? because Blaine isn’t even sure what he wants from Kurt or why he wants, and maybe Kurt isn't completely uninterested, because Kurt's face lights up and his eyebrows do that thing again and – hell, Blaine will be as kind-of-forward as he can if it makes Kurt look like that.

"I, um, well," Kurt says. "Yes, I suppose they would, then." Blaine has never seen Kurt blush so hard.

"But you shouldn't take my word for it."

Kurt just stares at him. Blaine thinks it's the first time he's seen Kurt speechless. His eyes are wide, every fleck of that goddamn cerulean breaking through the dank fluorescent light of the cafe like a sliver of summer sky.

It makes Blaine reckless. "Can I walk you to your car?"

"Um, sure," Kurt says.

"Now?" Blaine says.

"We're not - We're not going to study?"

"Oh, we'll study plenty," Blaine says and grabs his bag off of the back of his seat. He reaches behind Kurt to take his bag, too, pulls Kurt's chair back for him. Kurt's eyes dart to Blaine's and his pale skin flushes red again. He stands up.

"Okay," Kurt says. "Walk me to my car."

Blaine offers his elbow and Kurt takes it, but that's about the only thing that's elegant and civilized about the way they leave the cafe. Their steps are rushed and they awkwardly bump into two tables and a CD display on their way out.

When they step outside, they are greeted by a bone-chilling gust of wind that almost knocks them over.

"Damn, it's cold," mutters Kurt.

Blaine turns to him. Walking against this wind means it's going to take twice as long as it should to get to Kurt's car, and he can't wait. "Let me warm you," Blaine says.

And without thinking, without knowing how the distance closes between them, his lips are on Kurt's and they taste like coffee and cinnamon and ginger and Kurt, and through the wind he hears Kurt's breath and a whimper and then Kurt's hands are in his hair, pulling Blaine closer and how could there be closer when this is as close as they've ever been?

Kurt is tugging at his bottom lip and maybe that should remind Blaine of Rachel, but it doesn't - he doesn't think of her at all. All he can think is that this is unlike anything he's felt before, he has never felt so close to anyone before, and this is Kurt. Kurt. KURT. And this is all he wants. To love Kurt. Forever.

(And then, Kurt being the reasonable person he is, pulls away and says, "It's still really cold," and Blaine walks him to his car and they get into the backseat of the Navigator and fog-up the windows for an hour before heading to Blaine's house for an extended make-out session because - YAY! - his parents are going straight from work to an opera this evening and so they have SIX WHOLE HOURS to themselves until Kurt has to go home, lips sore, but thirst quenched.)

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[mulder1921.livejournal.com]

I feel so honored! I have never had a fluffy, AU ending written for just for me! Actually, I have never had anything written just for me, but that's beside the point. Loved this! Loved the innuendo and how Kurt just happened to like the taste of soap.

Thank you!

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

Everyone should write for you, because you have "mulder" *and* "1921" in your name.

So once I got started I couldn't stop; here's another one for you. It begins at the end of Chapter 4. Basically, delete the last line of Chapter 4 and keep reading (I've included the preceding paragraphs from Chapter 4 here in gray so you don't have to click back and read it).

I didn't spellcheck or even read it over because I should probably get back to work, but - I hope you enjoy! I did!

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"Blaine," Kurt says, "let me be perfectly clear. What I said in the Lima Bean, about bisexuals – If you're bisexual, it's fine with me. It really is. Just, like my dad, sometimes I get caught by surprise that people don't fit into the little boxes I made for them and I say really stupid, hurtful things. I need to learn to step outside of my comfort zone."

"Do you really mean that?" Wow. That came out kind of rude, even though Blaine didn't mean it that way at all. Blaine wonders if he's beginning to let his guard down too much around Kurt.

But it's so easy to. He's not sure he can stop.

"Yeah, I do, Blaine." Kurt's voice is still so gentle, so patient, like he knows somehow that it is the only thing that keeps Blaine from breaking. "I can't pretend that it doesn't confuse me, but it's not the point. I'm not going to lose you as a friend just because I don't understand. And I'll try to understand, if you need me to."

This is why Blaine is friends with Kurt. Because Kurt is so much more than he ever expected, and he keeps being so much more.

"Kurt," Blaine says. And then he stops. That one syllable is all he needed to say.

"Yeah?"

Blaine supposes he should say something else, though all he wants to do is repeat Kurt's name like a mantra. So he says something that means pretty much the same thing.

"I love you," Blaine says.

Blaine's not sure if he said the words or just thought them, but there they are. He loves Kurt. And he realizes that's what he's been fighting all this week, and the weeks before – and why? Because now, now that he's thought it – or said it (he's still not sure, because Kurt's silent on the other end of the line and is it because Blaine hasn't said anything in response to Kurt's Yeah? and Kurt is waiting, or is it because Blaine just blurted out I love you and Kurt's in shock?) – now that love is in the equation, everything makes sense.

Kurt speaks, and Blaine knows then that he said it outloud.

"I love you, too, Blaine," Kurt says, but his voice sounds confused and hesitant. "You're my best friend."

And Blaine realizes that he could back off now, go back into the safety and familiarity of their friendship. But he doesn't want to. The weight is off his chest and he is fearless.
"No, Kurt. Not like that. Well, yes, like that, too. But – I'm in love with you."

Silence.

"Kurt?"

Blaine thinks he hears hitched breath on the other end of the line, the too-familiar sound of Kurt's tears.

"Kurt, if you don't feel the same, it's okay. I understand. I just had to tell you."

"It's not that, Blaine." Kurt is definitely crying. "It's not that at all. I – I do feel the same. I have. Forever."

Blaine wants to kiss away those tears and why did he have to fucking blurt out 'I love you' on the goddamn phone? because all he wants to do is touch Kurt now, let Kurt feel that he is real, his love is real, and it's not going away.

"I think I have, too, Kurt. I'm just a fucking idiot."

Kurt laughs. "You're not going to get any arguments from me there."

Blaine smiles. "I wish I could kiss you. I've wanted to kiss you for so long."

"Me, too." Kurt says. "I could get to school early tomorrow."

"You always get to school early."

"I could get to school really early."

"Get here are early as you want. I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight."

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[wowbright.livejournal.com]

Chapter 5: Friday, and the World Is Clear

Kurt texts Blaine when he pulls into the Dalton student parking lot. It's 5:59 a.m. The main building won't even be unlocked yet, or the library. In the distance, Kurt spots a couple students walking on the lighted path toward the dining hall, and over by the duck pond, a few joggers are running laps, the hair tousled by the wind.

He has a thermos full of sweetened, medium-roast fair trade Guatemalan for Blaine, who really shouldn't have to drink the crap they serve in the dining hall. He finished his own travel mug (the same coffee, but with skim milk and Truvia) a while ago.

He has barely hit send when his phone buzzes.

From: Blaine Warbler
I'm here.
5:59 a.m.

There is a knock on the passenger window and Kurt looks up. It's Blaine, wrapped in his Dalton scarf and black wool overcoat, a stocking cap smashing the hair on his head. Kurt undoes his seatbelt and leans over to open the door.

"That was fast," Kurt says.

"I couldn't sleep," Blaine says, stepping up into the car and shutting the door behind him. "So I got dressed and came out to wait for you."

"When?"

"I don't know. Maybe half an hour ago?"

"Blaine. It's freezing out there. The windchill's like zero. At least you had the sense to wear a hat."

"I wasn't cold," Blaine says, looking at Kurt earnestly. "I was thinking of you."

And suddenly Kurt remembers why he's here at Dalton before the sun has even started to rise, and he feels heat spread across his cheeks.

Blaine pulls off his mittens and lifts a finger to trace the outline of Kurt's jaw, and the coldness of it startles Kurt – but that's not why he shivers.

"Can I?" Blaine whispers.

And there is nothing for Kurt to say but, "Yes."

Kurt's not sure how the space closes between them or who closes it – he supposes it's them both – but the feel of Blaine's lips against his is more intimate than he ever could have imagined. Blaine's lips are icy and Kurt sucks on them gently to warm them. The skin is so skin and the taste is something like the way Blaine smells when he leans in close to Kurt, but better and closer. Kurt wants even closer and more – he's waited so long for this moment and now that it's here, he can't hold back. He kisses up Blaine's jaw and nudges the edge of Blaine's stocking cap with his nose so he can get to the earlobe, and and damn that earlobe is cold, but apparently it's not numb, because Blaine lets out a gasp when Kurt's lips touch it.

Blaine pulls off his hat and Kurt remembers – oh my god, that hair, I've always wanted to touch it – and he lifts both hands into Blaine's morning-loose curls and then Blaine's hands are in Kurt's hair and pulling Kurt back to Blaine's lips, except now it's more than lips, it's tongue and teeth and – where did Kurt learn to do this? Because this should be awkward, his first real kiss, but it's not. It's everything, it's beyond possibility, and the heat of it is shooting through every fiber of his body into his fingers and toes, the molecules of him are quivering and buzzing, his body is like Stravinsky's Firebird Suite at crescendo.

It's Blaine. This is Blaine. This is the Blaine that looked up at him Kurt's first day at Dalton and took his hand and made Kurt feel like he'd found his home, right there, in the space where their palms touched. This is Blaine, who is sometimes perfect and sometimes stupid and sometimes a hero and sometimes a fool, but always just what Kurt needs. This is Blaine, the mere existence of whom breaks Kurt's heart with its beauty. This is Blaine, whose love Kurt never doubted, even when it hasn't been the right kind or enough.

Finally, now, it's enough. Maybe too much for Kurt's heart to accept and contain.

But Kurt can learn to live with this kind of love. With Blaine, he can do anything.

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[verdandil.livejournal.com]

My heart is content and filled with fluff. Kurt and Blaine, getting to school at 6 AM to spend some time together (and kiss) - I think I'll keep the image of that with me for a while.

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[anxioussquirrel.livejournal.com]

Ahhhhh *happy sigh* There goes my bad day. Thank you!

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

Glad you enjoyed it! You deserve all your days to be happy!

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[whiterose0328.livejournal.com]

As if you couldn't make me fall more in love with this fic! But you did!



I may have made a high pitched sound which may or may not have earned me a WTF look from my brother. No regrets! Not only are you writing alternate endings, but you're writing fluffy alternate endings. That's the best kind!

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

Well, there's no point to writing an alternative ending if it's not fluffy now, is there?

But you really have mulder1921 to thank. It was all her(?) idea.

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[likeasouffle.livejournal.com]

OMG Adorable! Heee not sleeping and then early morning makeouts. And hair kink. And earlobe nibbling. Awesome. A+

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad you just found this, because then I came back and read it and was all happy for the boys making out in the car. Because I'd forgotten about the hair and the earlobe nibbling. Yum.

So, yeah, I'm glad you enjoyed this, but apparently I mostly write for my own kinks and druthers :)

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[likeasouffle.livejournal.com]

LOL makes perfect sense!

Do you ever do that thing where you want to write a sequel to something, so you get back and read the previous part to remind yourself what's happening, but you get all distracted by the hot hot smut (which appeals to all your kinks, because hello, you wrote it) and then the sequel never happens?

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[theromanticnerd.livejournal.com]

I am sufficiently incapable of doing anything right now.

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

Uh oh. I hope you were able to pass your exam, at least :)

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[rebeka-black.livejournal.com]

*full tears eyes*


It's perfect, that they can'r sleep, and they are soo nervous, and meting at 6:00, befor 6 actually, it's really,really sweet, and beautiful, and OMG!!!!!

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you enjoyed it, and perhaps a little surprised you found this little alternative ending, buried as it is among all the comments. Thanks for the love!

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[mulder1921.livejournal.com]

Now I'm just feeling plain spoiled! Again, nothing but love. I am officially starting your fan club and making myself president.

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure you know how spoiled you are. This second alternative ending was so long I had to split it into two comments :) I just want to make sure you saw it because I wouldn't want you to miss out on the klisses. Because the president of my fan club deserves lots of klisses.

Re: #2 Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[mulder1921.livejournal.com]

I did actually comment before I saw the second part. And then I just couldn't believe I got klisses too! Thanks so much again. It really does mean a lot that I got not 1 but 2 AU endings!!!!!
Can't wait to see what you write next!

Re: Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[judearaya.livejournal.com]

why did you stoooooopppppppp. LOL. God I love you.

Re: Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

I may have stopped, but they never did.



Anyhoo, I let the kiss in the second alternative ending linger a little more, so maybe that will satisfy?

Re: Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[theromanticnerd.livejournal.com]

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YOU ARE MY HERO

Re: Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

Glad you found these. Was hoping you would after I saw your comment about "Fug, this is canon!" a few seconds ago. If I had all the time in the world, I think I would write multiple fluffy "they get together" endings for every episode between NBK and OS.

Re: Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[theromanticnerd.livejournal.com]

I think I have read somewhere that you are planning a sequel of sorts with sexy and os meta? Please do! I am willing to help in any way you might need it! Bouncing ideas off of, betaing, reading, doing your homework, doing your laundry? (I'm brave enough to say this because the chance of us living close is so small :P)
But srsly, I am batshit crazy about this beauty right here ^w^

Re: Fluffy AU ending for mulder1921

[wowbright.livejournal.com]

Um, you're in Hungary, right? So, yeah, you can't do my laundry, although it would sure help ...

I am working on some serious ridiculous pornz right now but oh, yes, there will be more of this, if only because it means I get to watch that first scene in OS over and over again where Kurt tells Blaine off, "from a place of caring." Makes me swoon every time.

I friended you :)