i missed you
i missed you - Quinn and Blaine (implied Klaine); G
Quinn smiles when she sees Blaine at his locker, and walks over to him, leaning against the locker beside his and tilting her head to the side to look at him.
A small smile curves his lips as he glances at her. "Hey, Quinn."
"You know," she murmurs, "I'm trying really hard to not be offended that I haven't gotten a hug from you yet today."
He gives a short laugh, and slides his last book into his locker before swinging the door shut and turning towards Quinn.
She wraps her arms around his shoulders, and his slide around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder.
A beat later he tightens his grip on her, bowing his head to rest it in the curve of her neck, and she squeezes him, gently rubbing his back.
"I missed you," he murmurs against her skin, not quite ready to let her go yet.
"I know; I missed you too."
After a moment, they finally pull apart, and Quinn links her fingers through his as they start down the hallway.
"How are you doing?" she asks.
Blaine shrugs and shakes his head. "Kurt still won't talk to me. Seeing him at Grease..."
He trails off, and Quinn squeezes his fingers.
"Just give him a little more time," she says softly. "I know you're hurting, but he is too."
"Yeah," Blaine murmurs, and Quinn tightens her grip on his hand, reaching over to rub his arm.
He takes a breath, and then looks over at her, the corner of his mouth rising.
"So have you got some guy waiting for you back in New Haven?"
Quinn doesn't answer right away, though she can't keep from smiling, and Blaine grins.
"Well, that's a yes."
Quinn laughs and shakes her head. "Yeah, okay, there's somebody, but let's not talk about that right now. Right now, I'm thinking that you need to come over tonight, we need to order some pizza, and we need to veg out on the couch in front of some good-bad movies. I've missed my Blainey movie nights."
Blaine groans. "Don't call me Blainey."
Quinn giggles, and Blaine smiles over at her before he nods. "Yeah, I'd actually really like that. I've missed them too."
"Good. Then I'll see you at six tonight."
Blaine nods again, and Quinn tips her head up to press a kiss to his cheek as they continue down the hall.
Quinn smiles when she sees Blaine at his locker, and walks over to him, leaning against the locker beside his and tilting her head to the side to look at him.
A small smile curves his lips as he glances at her. "Hey, Quinn."
"You know," she murmurs, "I'm trying really hard to not be offended that I haven't gotten a hug from you yet today."
He gives a short laugh, and slides his last book into his locker before swinging the door shut and turning towards Quinn.
She wraps her arms around his shoulders, and his slide around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder.
A beat later he tightens his grip on her, bowing his head to rest it in the curve of her neck, and she squeezes him, gently rubbing his back.
"I missed you," he murmurs against her skin, not quite ready to let her go yet.
"I know; I missed you too."
After a moment, they finally pull apart, and Quinn links her fingers through his as they start down the hallway.
"How are you doing?" she asks.
Blaine shrugs and shakes his head. "Kurt still won't talk to me. Seeing him at Grease..."
He trails off, and Quinn squeezes his fingers.
"Just give him a little more time," she says softly. "I know you're hurting, but he is too."
"Yeah," Blaine murmurs, and Quinn tightens her grip on his hand, reaching over to rub his arm.
He takes a breath, and then looks over at her, the corner of his mouth rising.
"So have you got some guy waiting for you back in New Haven?"
Quinn doesn't answer right away, though she can't keep from smiling, and Blaine grins.
"Well, that's a yes."
Quinn laughs and shakes her head. "Yeah, okay, there's somebody, but let's not talk about that right now. Right now, I'm thinking that you need to come over tonight, we need to order some pizza, and we need to veg out on the couch in front of some good-bad movies. I've missed my Blainey movie nights."
Blaine groans. "Don't call me Blainey."
Quinn giggles, and Blaine smiles over at her before he nods. "Yeah, I'd actually really like that. I've missed them too."
"Good. Then I'll see you at six tonight."
Blaine nods again, and Quinn tips her head up to press a kiss to his cheek as they continue down the hall.