one day I'll finish something. Today is not that day.
Snippet from another fic I'm never going to write. AU. Glee Clubs are now fight clubs.
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Fighting Quinn Fabray was the first time Blaine had ever fought a girl, and it was terrifying. For the first time since he joined the Dalton Fight Club over a year ago, he found he didn't want to fight. But Quinn did, and Quinn didn't hold back against him--when she fought, she gave it her all, her absolute everything.
It's not easy being a girl in a fight club, she told him later, holding a bag of frozen peas to the black eye she gave him. You're not as strong, most of the time. You don't have the muscle mass the boys do. But that doesn't mean you stop fighting. That just means you have to hit harder, and every hit has to hurt. They would never let you fight unless they thought you could beat them.
He takes the bag of peas from her gratefully, and thinks about what she said. He thinks mostly about how Kurt fights, and he thinks--not unkindly--that Kurt fights like a girl. It's probably why he's so good, too. Kurt fights like fighting is the only thing he knows, like it's the only way he's ever going to stand a chance in this world. Like if he can't sing about it, fighting is the only way he's going to survive.
It's what makes him so beautiful, he thinks. And then he wonders when the next time Dalton and McKinley are scheduled to fight again, and if it would break the first two rules of Fight Club is he asked for his phone number.