Fic: Falling Is Like This - Chapter 5 of 5
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wowbrightChapter 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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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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Date: 2011-12-02 07:33 pm (UTC)Loved it!
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Date: 2011-12-02 07:48 pm (UTC)But I am so glad that I took the chance. Because this fic? Is absolutely everything I always wanted in a BIOTA fic and never before got!
I read your notes/meta, too, and I admire your attention to detail! I think the care you put into this fic and the focus you had on making things sit right (both in the universe and with the characters) is what has really settled this into my mind as missing scene headcanon.
Also, I very much look forward to your take on Sexy, if and when you get round to it!
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Date: 2011-12-02 08:17 pm (UTC)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.
I should get out the subtitles and check but pretty sure he says "I don't want to be/get schooled"
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Date: 2011-12-02 08:27 pm (UTC)I don't think I've ever heard the verb "school" used in the passive voice before. (I've always heard it in the active, as in "I'm gonna school him" or "She schooled me on that.") I think that's part of why I opted for scold. But "schooled" makes sense.
Really, RIB should just send me copies of their screenplays. It would make my life much easier.
Also, I'm glad you like this fic enough to use all caps!!!!!!!!! :)
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Date: 2011-12-02 08:30 pm (UTC)If I didn't have a cat sitting on me, I would dance.
I'm a little overwhelmed that it's everything you ever wanted in a BIOTA fic, but yay!
Sexy will happen, or my beta will stop pretty-sobbing at my Klaine and instead start to ugly-sob, and I can't have that. :)
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Date: 2011-12-02 08:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-02 08:42 pm (UTC)I actually liked BIOTA (which is a bit of an unpopular opinion regarding this episode!) but my main issue with it was that I could totally see that Kurt and Blaine could get from point A to B to C in the episode but then they never actually showed it. Most fic regarding this episode focuses on the aftermath of the episode instead of tackling what happened during. But you've filled in those gaps and you've showed how those journeys to each point could have gone. And it totally gels with every opinion I have of the characters, so headcanon TOTALLY accepted!
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Date: 2011-12-02 08:48 pm (UTC)I loved it, you truly captured these boys and gave us an insight on them and how their love came about (well how it is coming about). I can't wait to see what you do with Sexy because I already know it'll be just if not better than this.
Congratulations on finishing this.
Now, I'm gonna go read the meta.
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Date: 2011-12-02 08:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-02 08:52 pm (UTC)(But I've just learned I should never try to lipread gifs, because it totally looks to me like Blaine is shouting "Jack-off!")
Thank you for your trust in my take on Sexy. I'm looking forward to seeing where it goes.
Thanks for taking this journey with me! It's been fun and encouraging to read your notes along the way.
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Date: 2011-12-02 09:10 pm (UTC)Even more so, it's the episode that actually turned Kurt and Blaine into my OTP to rule all OTPs. Because before BIOTA I was still a little wary of Glee taking a sharp turn and keeping them friends rather than getting them together. But after the epic ship tease of Blaine waking up in Kurt's bed I realised that, yeap, they were totally going to end up together. Because there was no way that the show was going to tease in that manner without following through!
So, yeah, BIOTA holds a special place in my heart!
LJ is such a butt today, omg.
Date: 2011-12-02 11:16 pm (UTC)It's crazy how much I loved this story. I really owe you reviews for it, but I think part of me was just waiting for the end.
Blaine and Kurt's relationship was so perfectly portrayed, relatable, and I feel that this is the perfect episode fill/bridge. There wasn't anything that didn't feel unncessary or irrelevant, both boys were written as who they were at the time the episode aired, and they were both portrayed sympathetically without you villainizing or apologizing for one over the other.
This is the BIOTA fic I needed. I didn't hate the episode. Not at all, which is a widely unpopular opinion, but I feel like this is also some of the closure I needed.
This was wonderful from start to finish. I even liked how you portrayed Rachel, who has never really been forgiven by a lot of people since this episode. I kind of feel that she got thrown a grenade in it, cause really- she's just a teenage girl. One who can be obnoxious and self serving, but one who's never been able to make a romantic relationship work. Ambition just comes easier to her.
Okay. Seriously, I loved this. I'll probably revisit it again from time to time. <3
Congratulations on getting it all up. Can't wait to read the meta!
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Date: 2011-12-02 11:18 pm (UTC)Thank you for this <3
Re: LJ is such a butt today, omg.
Date: 2011-12-02 11:25 pm (UTC)(I would have had this story up three hours earlier if LJ hadn't been such a butt.)
I kind of wish I could have done more with Rachel, but for this story, I really needed to stick with just K's and B's POVs and the parts of their interactions with her that were relevant to their own development. But I'm glad she didn't come off as villainy - she just does what she does - and since Kurt is (usually) okay with that and (usually) realizes it's not personal, then I can be that way, too!
It provided me some of the closure I needed, too. Yay! Two birds with one stone! (Wait, is there a non-violent way to say that?)
And thanks for the lovely GIFs!
No, no. It's PRETTY sobbing!
Date: 2011-12-02 11:30 pm (UTC)I am so glad this story made you pretty-sob, my dear! And thank you for going along for the ride!
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Date: 2011-12-03 02:12 am (UTC)Blaine wonders if he will ever find the right song to sing to a boy who makes his heart dance.
This fic will sit in my heart as the one that helped me completely reconcile with BIOTA - I was alright with it before, but there were still remains of a vague uneasiness floating around. Thank you for writing this and for sharing it.
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Date: 2011-12-03 03:24 am (UTC)Yay! Now that you and BIOTA have reconciled, you two can have Klisses and Klainebows in, oh, about three weeks from now - just like our boys.
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Date: 2011-12-03 03:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-03 03:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-03 03:47 am (UTC)Yes, we have married.
Now that you mentioned it the whole "Jack-off" I had to go back to see too. And then I laughed for a couple of minutes. It could be that, but I also get "Damn" and "Take off".
Ya, my thought process is weird.
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Date: 2011-12-03 04:02 am (UTC)Because bisexuality is fine theoretically. It's fine in reality. As long as Blaine never chooses anyone but Kurt.
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."
LOL!
Haha this whole thing was awesome. I loved Blaine being worried about being a cad (and then super cad, and then mega cad) because he forgot to call her back. Blaine is just so adorable. I want one.
Excellent work! :D
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Date: 2011-12-03 04:32 am (UTC)what i really like most about this take is that Blaine totally is aware of his attraction to Kurt while simultaneously still Not Getting It when it comes to why Kurt would be pissed off at him over how he acted with Rachel. i just find it really difficult to swallow that Blaine was completely unaware of his attraction towards Kurt up until watching him sing "Blackbird." like, i've always viewed "Blackbird" as the moment that tipped the scales for Blaine, you know? like, before then, he likes Kurt, yeah, sure, but not enough because he didn't trust that his feelings ran deeply enough that it would be worth the risk. i mean, i like all interpretations of everything because all interpretations are worthy of consideration, but i feel like your interpretation falls closer to my own than some others. (in that, by BiotA, Blaine is fully aware that he's attracted/interested in Kurt, but it's still not enough.)
i also read your meta and oh my God, we share like minds. I COMPLETELY APPRECIATE YOUR DESIRE TO THOROUGHLY RESEARCH TO THE POINT OF HAVING EVERY DETAIL DOWN. BLESS YOU. i know EXACTLY how that feels-- like, there's something i'm working on, and there's a bar that they go to and i need to order a certain drink that the character will have, and i'll have a notebook so i know exactly how it tastes, how it feels, and so i can take notes on the ambience. like. no, i get it. omg i just want to high five you so i'm going to do it from my little place in the internet and yes. yes. YES.
ANYWAY, i'm intrigued by your take on Blaine's thinkspace. i'm definitely with you with Kurt-- the boy overthinks himself into anything-- and you pose a very convincing argument on Blainers. it would really click with why Blaine has no idea of Kurt's feelings towards him until he's, well, told. it also reflects Blaine's more extroverted nature-- like, Kurt and Blaine are both performers, but Blaine seems more thrilled by the social nature of it, while Kurt performs to be heard, as a means of emotional catharsis. i understand this is a very simplistic trait, but i definitely am more like Kurt (i got my degree in navel gazing, a.k.a. psychology) so i never really understood how Blaine couldn't really stumble upon the depth of his feelings on his own, but really, he couldn't have stumbled on it on his own.
so i like it! i'm not sure if it's fully bought since i really like the thinky thinky Blaine fics and i want to see what they do with Blaine on-screen to come to a full conclusion, but i really like it. (i'm just one of those who needs All The Evidence before they decide on anything because, yes.)
anyway, i just love all these thinky thoughts! i loved this! the pacing, the subtle humor, everything! brava! :D!
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