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katyobsesses · 1 year
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Fearless - for @gleedrabbleblog week 23
Rain pounded against the pavement - thunder rumbling, lightning flashing - and their laughter echoed through the deserted streets, creating music they couldn't help but dance to. The storm had caught them unaware, soaking through Mercedes' best dress, but she didn't care. In that moment - running, dancing, hand in hand with Sam Evans - everything melted away, all worries and fears disappeared. Finally under the cover of her front porch she shook, nerves returning as the rain soaked chill settled into her bones. But then Sam grinned down at her before pulling her in, smile meeting smile, and she felt fearless once more.
based on Fearless by Taylor Swift 💛
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gleedrabbleblog · 2 years
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This week's word is...age!
Bonus word...dark!
Don't forget to tag @gleedrabbleblog when you post! Happy creating!
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“It is never too late, Kurt.”
“But, Blaine is so much bett—”
“So what if Blaine is outstanding? He could win every pianist award we’ve never heard of; that doesn’t change anything. Take lessons again if that’s what you want.”
“I suppose.”
“Besides, you don’t give yourself enough credit; you’re a fantastic player.”
“Well, thanks.”
“What you and Blaine have together is frankly incredible. But don’t let his talents keep you from pursuing yours. Your light is too bright for that, and you know it.” 
“You’re right.”
“You know I love you. Now let’s go; we’re late to meet him!”
=== A little Kelliot friendship for the @gleedrabbleblog week 14 word: player
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Helping Rachel - Rory Flanagan
Not a request
Summary: Rachel messed up her NYADA audition, and is really upset about it. Seeing how much it effects her, Rory and Y/N take a road trip on her behalf. (can’t actually remember if he is in it here, but oh well)
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Rachel was yet again in a mood. Since she messed up her audition, she hadn’t been right.
Honestly, I felt sorry for her. This was her dream, her whole life, and one mistake had ruined it. Didn’t seem fair, but what could I do to help.
I was sat in the choir room after everyone had left, trying to think how I could help. Rory walked in, coming over to me.
“Why’re you still here? Everyone else has gone.” He asked, taking a seat next to me.
“Trying to think if there’s a way to help Rachel.” I said. “It’s not fair one little sign of nerves, and her dream future is gone. We need to convince Carmen to give her another chance.”
“And we will.” He said, putting an arm around me. “It’s sweet that you care so much.”
“She may be a pain sometimes, but that’s because she cares. She’s a friend Rory.”
I laid my head on his shoulder.
“Well, unless you can attend her classes, I don’t think you’ve got a chance.” He chuckled lightly.
“Ror, that’s it.” I said, sitting up again. “Carmen Tibideaux teaches more than her NYADA classes. If I can find a class close by, maybe I can catch her.”
i grabbed my laptop, and searched for her classes. “Got it!” I closed the laptop, and got up. “I’m gonna talk to her, there’s one going now, if I leave now, I can catch her.”
“I’m coming too.”
As we were leaving, we ran into Mr Schue, almost literally.
“Where’s the fire?” He chuckled.
“I think we may be able to get Rachel a shot at NYADA again, but we have to leave now. Don’t say anything in case we can’t.”
Without waiting for a response, me and Rory sped off again.
We got to her just as she was about to leave.
“Carmen Tibideaux?”
She turned to face me.
“How can I help?”
“Look, I know this is unusual and unorthodox but I have to do this. Not long ago, you came to McKinley High to see Rachel Berry audition and she choked. That’s not Rachel, she’s amazing! She knows that song off by heart, she IS Fanny Brice.” I told her. 
“I don’t know what it was. Nerves maybe? This is her biggest and only dream and I couldn’t let one mistake ruin her dream. Please, please let her re-do her audition. She’d be the best addition to NYADA.”
“It’s sweet you care so much about your friend. Not many would do this.” She commented. “But she had more than double the time I give to auditionees, I’m sorry. It wouldn’t be fair.”
I sighed.
“Look, we’ve got a Glee Club competition coming up. Technically she’s not auditioning.” Rory said, handing her an info leaflet. “Just think about it, we’ll save you a seat.”
We walked away, hopefully Carmen would come.
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It was finally the day of the competition, and I’m surprised Rachel was here. No one knew we’d asked Carmen to come. We didn’t dare to say in case she didn’t show. Looking out into the crowd, as Rachel was getting ready for her solo, I saw Carmens seat empty and sighed.
“She didn’t show.”
“Who?” Finn asked, appearing near us to watch Rachel when she performed.
“Carmen Tibideaux. Me and Rory went to ask her to give Rachel another chance and invited her tonight.”
“Wow, that’s so amazing. I can’t believe you’d do that for her.”
“Well, that’s Y/N for you.” Rory said. “She’s amazing and selfless. It’s kinda why I’m in love with her.”
I looked at him in shock, Finn grinned.
“My man.”
“You-you what?”
“I love you Y/N, always have.”
Without another word, I kissed him, and he quickly returned it. We pulled apart when Rachel had walked onstage and started to sing. Partway through, Rory nudged me.
“Y/N look.”
I looked where he was pointing to see Carmen walking to her seat.
“She came. We did it Rory!”
Rachel noticed her, as she sat down. A grin lit up her entire face.
The rest of her performance was the best and brightest I’ve seen Rachel in months.
“I can’t believe she came! How did she know?” Rachel asked, running off stage.
Before anyone could answer, we all had to go and finish our performance.
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unlimitedhearts · 6 months
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Parksborn Drabble-And-A-Third | G | 183 words
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Harry would come over to Peters house to practice his singing for the next Glee Club performance. He didn't want to practice at home because Norman would scrutinise him too much about his pitch and tone and timbre. Even if his mom didn't do that, Norman absolutely would.
"How am I supposed to put on the perfect performance of the background harmonies in the pop culture Magnum Opus, Best Song Ever by culture gods One Direction with him getting on my case all the damn time!"
May told him not to swear in the house, and Peter giggled when he'd do it under his breath anyway. Only in the safety of his room, though, of course. May would have killed him otherwise.
Whenever Harry would practice after school, even if he was just doing the harmonies, even if he was supposed to blend in the background, Peter had stars in his eyes. Stars hung by Harry, giving him a private serenade every day like it was his job. Very privately, Peter hoped it was.
He could listen to Harry sing all day long.
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warbler chatfic drabble
Jeff: hottest new directions member go
Wes: My girlfriend.
Jeff: laaaaaaame
Sebastian: Blaine
Nick: besides Blaine
Nick: I like the blonde one
Trent: Quinn? yeah she's really pretty
Nick: no the guy
Sebastian: the one with the weird mouth who did that Magic Mike move at nationals???
Nick: YES
Nick: him.
Sebastian: no way you're thirsting over Fish Bait.
Jeff: I'm with bas on this one
Trent: Nick, I'm on your side
Trent: He's cute
Sebastian: I hate gay people
Wes: Sebastian, you're gay.
Nick: like super gay
Jeff: like ultra high school level gay
Sebastian: I multitask.
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andthatisnotfake · 2 months
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Too sick for fashion
“What do you wanna watch?” Dave settled onto the couch.
“How about a—”
Silence.
He was about to ask Kurt “a what?” when a loud sneeze came from their bedroom, followed by a groan. Poor thing had had a cold for days now.
Kurt appeared, wearing pajama pants and an oversized hoodie — one of Dave's, actually. He seemed too sick to even care about fashion, which actually worried Dave.
He patted the couch and Kurt settled comfortably against him, pulling the throw blanket over them. In the end, the movie didn't matter at all, for Kurt was asleep within minutes.
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forabeatofadrum · 1 year
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Hmm.. I'm always so happy when I win, but then I realise I never know what to prompt lol
I'm gonna do the same for you as I did for @rockitmans and pick three small prompts from @caramelcoffeeaddict's Klaine prompt gdoc for you to choose your favourite from ;)
You’re always seated in my section of the diner and one day you look really sad so I brought you a free dessert to cheer you up
You’re the doctor explaining my surgery to me and I have no clue what you’re saying because I’m too mesmerized by how attractive you are
Someone stole my lunch out of the fridge in the teacher’s lounge, so you offer to share yours with me.
Just half an hour ago, I told myself I'd finish this fic and then I was struck by inspiration, so here we are!
I love all these prompts, but I am besotted with no. 1 so here we go. Gwen, I am blanking on a title though, so please, help me out, so that I can post it together with the two other fics and then it'll be my 69th work in the Glee fandom on AO3 (nice). I mean, I can post them separately, but do it for the 69!
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Kurt doesn't love working at the Spotlight Diner. It's a survival job for him, Santana and Rachel. Luckily, there's always some good things to be found. He likes that he gets to sing and people genuinely seem to enjoy it. And he also has some loyal customers that always sit in his section. His favourites are two elderly women who tip heavily, and Eyebrows.
Eyebrows is an attractive guy who dresses neatly and he has a warm smile. He's always incredibly kind towards Kurt and his colleagues and yes, okay, Kurt might have a small crush on him. But Kurt needs to be professional. That's why he's never asked for Eyebrows's name. Santana came up with Eyebrows as a placeholder, to Kurt's dismay. She named him after his triangle shaped eyebrows.
Kurt has another shift, but to his surprise, Eyebrows shows up. He usually never shows up on Monday evenings. Something else is off.
“Eyebrows looks sad.”
“Do not call him Eyebrows, Santana!” Kurt hisses, but his friend is right, because Eyebrows looks like he’s been crying.
Santana covertly nods towards Eyebrows.
“Talk to him.”
Kurt hesitates. Eyebrows looks like he doesn’t want to be bothered. Kurt tells Santana that, but she rolls her eyes.
“He’s gone to a public diner and you’re his waiter,” she points out. She has a point. Kurt does have to serve him.
Then he has a small idea. Kurt rushes to the kitchen.
A few minutes later, Kurt walks towards Eyebrows, holding a small sundae. It’s not much, but it’s all he could get. Gunther definitely doesn’t approve of giving freebies, even to loyal customers.
“Here,” Kurt puts the sundae on the table.
Eyebrows was hiding his head in his hands, so he is startled. He looks up to see Kurt. Eyebrow’s eyes are gorgeous, even when they’re filled with tears, which is kind of a weird thing to think. But Eyebrows is gorgeous!
“You probably need it,” Kurt shoves the sundae closer to Eyebrows. He gives him a comforting smile.
Eyebrows’s looking at Kurt as if he was sent from the heavens above.
"Are you okay?" Kurt asks. It's definitely a rhetorical question. Eyebrows look far from okay.
So Kurt isn't surprised when Eyebrows shakes his head.
"Do you, uh, want to order or do you want to talk?" Kurt asks. Gunther would scold Kurt for taking more time, but Eyebrows might need him and Kurt doesn't mind talking to him.
"I... got fired from my dream job."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
Eyebrows looks like he's about to burst into a fresh round of tears, but he does pick up the spoon. Kurt sees that as a win. While Eyebrows shoves ice cream into his mouth, he tells Kurt about what happened. Kurt listens attentively and makes affirming noises every now and then. It does sound terrible. Eyebrows was on Broadway. He was going to write music for a show, but due to "creative differences", he was let go. Kurt also dreams of going to Broadway, so he's crushed on Eyebrow's behalf.
By the time the sundae is gone, the story is over. Eyebrows looks calmer.
"Sorry for unloading that all on you."
"It's fine, I get it."
"You do?"
Kurt then tells Eyebrows about his Broadway dreams. Unlike Eyebrows, he never realised them (although Eyebrow's dreams aren't coming true either now), but he understands the wish to make it on in the Broadway scene. He went to NYADA, for Christ's sake, and he's still a waiter with a lot of student debt.
"So, truly. I don't mind."
Eyebrows laughs awkwardly.
"Thanks. I needed it. The venting and the sundae. How much do I pay for it?"
"It's on the house," Kurt quickly reassures him.
Eyebrows is radiating gratitude.
"The usual?" Kurt then asks.
"Yes, please."
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The next day, Eyebrows appears again. He looks happy. Kurt tells him that when he greets him.
"I am!" Eyebrows sounds exhuberant, "I got my job back."
"Really?"
"Yes! Some other people in the creative team disagreed and they fought the decision and apparently the person who fired me didn't even discuss it with the others. Now his position is being questioned! My role might change a little bit, but I am back on board."
"Eyebrows, that's amazing!" Kurt says and in his excitement, he doesn't realise he called Eyebrows Eyebrows.
"... Eyebrows?"
Kurt, embarrassed, explains the context. Luckily, Eyebrows laughs and he seems to enjoy it.
"I am flattered, but my name is Blaine."
"Kurt," Kurt says back.
"I know."
Right, Kurt has a name tag.
"I don't mind being called Eyebrows, but in case you need a reminder," Eyebrows - Blaine - opens his pocket and he takes out a wallet. He hands Kurt a business card.
Blaine has a business card, which is professional, but Kurt doesn't know why Blaine's handing it to him. Yes, Kurt told Blaine he has a Broadway dream, but Blaine isn't influential enough to help him get a job.
"... Thanks?"
"My name is on there. And my number as well."
Oh.
"Oh."
Blaine's eyes light up.
"Well it is very important information for me to remember," Kurt says coyly, "The name is important as well."
Their moment is cut short when Gunther tells Kurt to hurry up. Kurt tries not to roll his eyes and Blaine also looks saddened by the interruption.
"The usual?"
"Always, but add a sundae to it," Blaine says with a wink.
Kurt does his job. He doesn't have a lot of time to stop at Blaine's table, but he doesn't mind. Kurt has the feeling he'll talk to Blaine more often, even outside of work.
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jajna · 7 months
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Hello~ This is me the mun Jajna. Time for some more friends OC appreciation. Huugin is sitting on a beach rock collecting shiny pebbles right next to Xhuuya. I go right up and give the bird man a proper smooch. He's veeery sandy and hair stand in every direction, but is cool, for he's oh so charming! He seem confused but much like Xhuuya he chuckle when I do the same on his bamboozled charismatic partner, whirling her arms around until i retreat. To be fair, if i prolonged i probably lose my face. @thoughtfulraven @onsilentwings On to the next victim! Azlariel are in the water... A sly water creature to catch. so shy and secretive. And I don't wanna scare him... Suddenly he peek his head up and stare at me with his big double lidded eyes. So pretty~ I wave joyously. He plop down under the surface again. Bummer. I leave him some perch fish on the bridge. next time @arobito Now this next one will be difficult to smooch for other reasons.... However... Eros the gorgeous evil demon are currently having a hard time taking care of his sick friend Kokabiel while also keeping his own health and house in check. Jajna to the rescue! While Eros are out and Kok are sleeping i clean the mansion, fill the freezer with food and tend to his murderous garden. Yey! i lived! As a treat I go over to Eros sexy brother Zagam instead and give HIM the smooch. @murder-me-with-ink oh wow.. What luck! My next victim are in the mall! Cirillo seem to be enjoying the last of his churros. This sweet blue haired young man are shining with enjoyment. What to do, i don't wanna be a bother... FUCK IT. Jajna the mun runs up and grab Criillos sugar sprinkled hands and dance/swung around with him 1, 2 ,3 times. And then he is lose again. The puzzlement of his face is priceless. Ordering him more churros I merrily hurry away. @theoasiswinds For I have elf's to catch in a pub~
Puck is hard to miss even in a crowd. Well dressed. Flawless movement. Great hair. And a wild forest drenched fea at his side of a sister. Yeah, drenched. She also had mystic appeal about her, but... More of a wildling. Ether way. They where not safe in this pub! Soon as I spotted Puck's white silver hair i gave him a tight hug from behind squeaking happily. + steal a shoulder kiss. Before he could scold me I moved on to his sister Faera who I tackled to the ground, giving smooches to the face. I say my day was a success. @dont-call-me-a-faerie
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16. Someone starts a fire
Weeeee well this is perfect to have in Glee where people absolutely can and will do that.
Sue Sylvester had cameras everywhere. Everyone thought she was joking when she said it, but she wasn't.
She knew the two cheerleaders, Santana and Brittany, were madly in love. And yet, they didn't do anything about it.
Sue Sylvester decided to give them a push.
She went over to the changing room, where the girls were changing after training. Then she took out matches and set fire on the room.
Everyone screamed and ran out. All except for Brittany, who needed to find something.
"Brittany!" Santana called, "Let's go!"
"No! I can't run through fire, it's too dangerous!" Brittany pouted.
Santana tried pulling Brittany with her, but she couldn't get her to move. So, she sighed and hugged Brittany tightly.
"If we die her, I want you to know that I love you."
"I love you, too..." Brittany said. "I wanted to marry you."
"I wanted to marry you, too!"
The two shared a kiss.
That's when Sue Sylvester turned on the water sprinklers, which she had turned off just to stage this. She stared at the two girls.
"Was that so hard? Jesus, I gotta start fires for people to get together..."
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katyobsesses · 2 years
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Strawberry Picking for @gleedrabbleblog Prompt 1: Harvest
“Stace! Stay where Quinn or I can see you!” Sam turned to Quinn and rolled his eyes at his little sister’s antics. “Thanks again for doing this,” He told her, hands in his pockets as he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet, looking at Stevie calmly picking strawberries next to them, “I’ll pay you back, I promise.” “No need,” Quinn replied, “It’s a birthday present for the twins. I used to love strawberry picking as a kid.” She leaned down, ruffled Stevie’s hair. He looked up and smiled at her, stuffing a strawberry in his mouth.
just a cute little Fabrevans friendship drabble set in the summer after S2 before Sam moves to Kentucky and Quinn becomes a skank. apparently my writing brain is back! yay!
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gleedrabbleblog · 1 year
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Happy New Year! This week's word is...cold!
Don't forget to tag @gleedrabbleblog when you post! Thank you to everyone who participated last year as we kicked this blog off! I'm excited to spend the new year with you creating more wonderful stories! Happy creating!
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This is Kelliot and rated Mature/Explicit so I'm putting it under the cut. This drabble is for the @gleedrabbleblog week 1 prompt: harvest ♥
“Oh, god! So damn good!” Kurt says before biting into Elliot’s shoulder to keep quiet as they grind against the thick glass wall of the Harvest Nightclub; the music vibrates their bones to the rhythm. 
“Want you. Crikey, I need you. Kiss—Kiss me!” Elliot begs as his hand slides under Kurt’s chin and brings it up to dive into his mouth.
Minutes later Kurt pulls away gasping. “Stop. Too close.”
“Can’t. Let’s just…”
“Right here?” Kurt moans when Elliot thrusts into him.
“So hot. Yes.”
Surrendering to the consuming chemistry they climax seconds apart, panting and dizzy.
“Home?” 
“Home.”
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gleefulpoppet · 1 year
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For the @gleedrabbleblog week 16 prompt: recording (rated teen) --- “Babe?” 
Kurt scrambles in bed to appear like he’s not doing what he’s doing. “You’re home early!” It’s breathless, and he fumbles to silence his phone.
“You okay?” 
“Yeah. Uhm. Hi.”
Blaine grins, seeing Kurt blush and the state he’s in. “Hi, to you, too. Exactly what were you up to?” 
“Nothing! I was just—”
“Mhmm. I see. And would this ‘nothing’ have anything to do with that ‘Diva’ video you found of me last night?”
“No!”
“Lucky me that I came home early. We can finish that if you want.”
“Oh, god. That outfit…”
“I know.” He kisses him.
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thaliagrayce · 1 year
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listen im sorry IM SORRY about what a little hater im being abt the new book. unfortunately this makes me happy tho. also very much doubt that anyone following Me And My Jasico Blog are gonna be too upset about it
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backslashdelta · 1 year
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fic line to guess: "Sebastian looks at him for a moment, silently, and Kurt sees his eyes flick down to his lips, then back up to his eyes for just a moment before he can taste Sebastian's lips, because the other man has closed the distance between them."
Oh good, Kurt and Sebastian kissing. Such a very unique thing to happen in so few of my fics this will be very easy to narrow down.
NOT.
Fuck me I am so bad at this shittt. Hmm.
Shot in the dark: Echoes of You. I don't think it's their first kiss because I'm pretty sure Kurt initiated that, but it could be when they're in Sebastian's apartment together.
WELP I was wrong. Kurt initiates that time too (which I was also pretty sure of, but thought this still could have happened at some point in that chapter). So already I've lost but I'm going to try to figure it out anyway.
My next guess was Unsteady, because that's Kurt wanting a distraction from Sebastian, so Sebastian may have taken a silent moment to consider Kurt and then kissed him. BUT that one is also wrong.
I'm pretty sure it's not Notes of an Old Mistake because I think Kurt initiates there as well (I'm correct - it's nice to be right about SOMETHING at least smh).
I'm giving up. I have no idea. This could be a line from just about any Kurtbastian fic I've written.
Enjoy your fucking drabble <3
"Can you put your arms out like this, please?" Kurt asks, holding his arms up and to his side to demonstrate. "Sure thing babe," the model, Sebastian, replies easily, lifting his arms. Kurt flushes a little, hoping Sebastian won't noticed. The other man doesn't say anything if he does. Since the moment Sebastian had walked into the room, he'd made it clear he was interested in Kurt. From the way he watched him to all the small (and not so small) comments, his intentions were clear. And it's not that Kurt wasn't attracted to him - he's literally a model, of course he's attractive, and Kurt is a man who likes men, he has eyes - it's that Kurt has a policy of not fraternizing with models. He'd been burned once before, and it was very messy, and he'd sworn it would never happen again. So he's been ignoring all the passes Sebastian has been making at him, hoping that the other man will get the hint eventually and give it up. But he's either very oblivious or very determined, because so far he's had no such luck. Kurt finishes measuring around his chest and waist. "You can put your arms down now," he says. Sebastian drops his arms to his sides. "Do you like bossing people around? You seem like the kind of guy people don't mind taking orders from. I certainly wouldn't mind." "I'm just trying to do my job," he says, flushing again. He crouches down in front of Sebastian, tape measure in hand, to continue his measurements, thankful for the excuse to no longer be eye level with the other man. He's taking Sebastian's inseam measurement before he realizes this is probably a worse position. "I can take the rest of my clothes off for this, if that would make your job easier," Sebastian offers not-so-helpfully. Kurt chooses not to respond to that particular remark, instead continuing on with his other measurements. Sebastian doesn't say too much more, just stays where he is and let's Kurt finish. When Kurt's done, he stands and walks to his desk, dropping the tape measure and his notebook there. "We're done here," he says, turning back to look at Sebastian. "We'll need you back next week for your fitting." "It's a date," Sebastian says with a wink as he grabs his shirt to pull on over his head. "It's definitely not," Kurt replies, though he can feel his cheeks burning. "Maybe not," Sebastian concedes, and Kurt thinks that maybe Sebastian is finally getting the hint before he continues, "but we'll get there eventually. I'm very, very good at getting what I want."
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