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storypaint) wrote2010-07-06 10:47 am
storypaint) wrote2010-07-06 10:47 am
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[Glee] Like the Night (Will/Tina)
Title: Like the Night
Fandom: Glee
Length: 340 words
Prompt: Rarepairs requests on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
glee_anon: Will/Tina
Pairing: Will/Tina; Artie/Tina mentioned
Other: PG-13 for psychological abuse and sexual themes.
Excerpt: She was beautiful, and anyone who didn't see that was clearly blind. Will had always had a little thing for Asians, he'd admit; they were pretty rare in Ohio.
She was beautiful, and anyone who didn't see that was clearly blind. Will had always had a little thing for Asians, he'd admit; they were pretty rare in Ohio. He'd had a huge crush on Kiki Luo as a freshman, before Terri blew him away, all small-town corn-husking girl, big blue eyes and blonde curls.
He didn't understand why Tina didn't own it. Sure, she dressed to express herself, but it wasn't just dressing-- it was attitude. She let herself be compressed to a label-- to Asian, to goth girl, to stutterer.
Will wanted to brush the hair out of her eyes, to kiss her softly, to teach her that she was gorgeous, not because he thought so, but because she really was. But Tina was his student, and the closest he could get was the occasional brush of skin and positive encouragement.
He liked to listen to her sing. Glee served different purposes for everyone, aside from helping them achieve their dreams. Singing gave her courage, gave her color in cheeks, made her sparkle. If Artie could watch her sing and then play mind games with her-- well, he was just a high-schooler. He didn't understand the right way to treat a woman.
Which was why Will's hands were the ones running through Tina's silky hair, why Will's lips were brushing the ivory curve of her ear, why they were here in this closet with his knee between her thighs and her breath fast in his ears.
"Mr. Schue--" Tina said shakily, her fingers light on his neck, dipping under his collar.
"Will, Tina, you can call me Will now," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Could you say it again? Will," she answered, still somewhat hesitant, though her body was warm and pliant under his. Her breath hitched as his mouth met her pulse point.
"You are beautiful, Tina," he said. "Don't ever doubt it."
Her hands slid down into the pockets of his pants.
"Thank you," she breathed against his shoulder, and she shut her eyes.
Fandom: Glee
Length: 340 words
Prompt: Rarepairs requests on
glee_anon: Will/TinaPairing: Will/Tina; Artie/Tina mentioned
Other: PG-13 for psychological abuse and sexual themes.
Excerpt: She was beautiful, and anyone who didn't see that was clearly blind. Will had always had a little thing for Asians, he'd admit; they were pretty rare in Ohio.
She was beautiful, and anyone who didn't see that was clearly blind. Will had always had a little thing for Asians, he'd admit; they were pretty rare in Ohio. He'd had a huge crush on Kiki Luo as a freshman, before Terri blew him away, all small-town corn-husking girl, big blue eyes and blonde curls.
He didn't understand why Tina didn't own it. Sure, she dressed to express herself, but it wasn't just dressing-- it was attitude. She let herself be compressed to a label-- to Asian, to goth girl, to stutterer.
Will wanted to brush the hair out of her eyes, to kiss her softly, to teach her that she was gorgeous, not because he thought so, but because she really was. But Tina was his student, and the closest he could get was the occasional brush of skin and positive encouragement.
He liked to listen to her sing. Glee served different purposes for everyone, aside from helping them achieve their dreams. Singing gave her courage, gave her color in cheeks, made her sparkle. If Artie could watch her sing and then play mind games with her-- well, he was just a high-schooler. He didn't understand the right way to treat a woman.
Which was why Will's hands were the ones running through Tina's silky hair, why Will's lips were brushing the ivory curve of her ear, why they were here in this closet with his knee between her thighs and her breath fast in his ears.
"Mr. Schue--" Tina said shakily, her fingers light on his neck, dipping under his collar.
"Will, Tina, you can call me Will now," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Could you say it again? Will," she answered, still somewhat hesitant, though her body was warm and pliant under his. Her breath hitched as his mouth met her pulse point.
"You are beautiful, Tina," he said. "Don't ever doubt it."
Her hands slid down into the pockets of his pants.
"Thank you," she breathed against his shoulder, and she shut her eyes.
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If it happened before, then YUCH.
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Grotesque, and good.