Darling, You Are the Only Exception
Title: Darling, You Are the Only Exception
Author: jen_rose4ever
Fandom: Glee
Genre: Romance/Friendship
Pairing: Kurt/Mercedes
Word Count: 618
Rating/Warnings: PG / Spoilers for Laryngitis, references to Silly Love Songs
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, the song, or Sex and the City: The Movie.
Summary/Notes: I started writing this about a week ago. I got bored in my Health Science class and finally finished it. Enjoy!
Oh and mods? Can I haz an author tag? maybe?
I don’t know exactly when Mercedes became more than my best friend, but I do know when I fell in love with her. I don’t remember the exact moment, but I do remember what song led to my, rather sudden, epiphany.
Everyone thought I was capital G gay, but really I was just like them. I was, at the time, confused and having a sexuality crisis. After singing Mellancamp’s “Pink Houses” and that make-out debacle with Brittany, I realized that if I was actually interested in girls, then they were certainly not dumb blondes.
It was the strangest thing. While making-out with Brittany, I thought of Mercedes and how I really wanted to be making-out with her. So, after breaking up with Brittany and fixing things with my dad, I planned how and when to tell Mercedes about my feelings.
My chance came the next week during Glee.
“Mr. Schue?” I asked. “I have something.”
“Go ahead, Kurt,” He answered.
I walked down the risers and faced the group. My eyes sought out Mercedes and I smiled.
“This is to someone very close to my heart.”
When I was younger I saw my daddy cry
and curse at the wind.
He broke his own heart and I watched
as he tried to reassemble it.
And my momma swore
that she would never let herself forget.
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love if it does not exist.
But darling,
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
I looked to Mercedes when, suddenly, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I am in love with my best friend, my only exception.
Maybe I know somewhere
deep in my soul
that love never lasts.
And we've got to find other ways
to make it alone.
Or keep a straight face.
And I've always lived like this
keeping a comfortable distance.
And up until now I've sworn to myself
that I'm content with loneliness.
Because none of it was ever worth the risk.
Well you are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
Realizing this encouraged me to put more emotion into the final verse and ending.
I've got a tight grip on reality,
but I can't let go of what's in front of me here.
I know you're leaving in the morning
when you wake up.
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
And I'm on my way to believing.
Oh, and I'm on my way to believing.
Everyone applauded my performance. Santana, Quinn, Rachel and Tina had this knowing sparkle in their eyes that I noticed as I walked to the back row and took hold of Mercedes’ hands. I knew that it was now or never. It was time to tell Mercedes how I felt.
Looking into her eyes, I could see the unshed tears. I could also see the unadulterated love she held for me. I leaned forward, connecting my lips to hers. I conveyed everything I felt for her and saw fireworks going off behind my eyelids. It was exhilarating.
I pulled back.
“I love you Mercedes, my only exception.”
This time, it was her who leaned forward and kissed me.
“Love you too, Kurt.”
I knew in that moment that no matter what happened, Mercedes
and I had an everlasting love. Like Louise said in Sex and the City: The Movie, “Love is the thing, you know.”
We both knew it couldn’t be more true.