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lesshormonal

But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

Feb 26, 2012 10:46

He should have been the very first person she told about the letter. She should have called him as soon as she opened it. But she'd been so in shock, convinced that they had mailed her the wrong letter and that she'd be getting a rejection any day now. Quinn had carried the acceptance letter since the day she got it, folded and tucked safely int ( Read more... )

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bornforleavin March 8 2012, 01:49:54 UTC

It seemed like McKinley was always swirling with rumors; for the most part, Jason ignored them. Even the ones about Quinn. Not because he didn't care. It had more to do with the fact that if he responded to everything he heard, not only would he be fired, but he also would have sent more than a few people home with a black eye or worse.

He'd been at the gym when he received her call, working out some of his frustration on a heavy bag. There was something in her voice that made it sound important...just not in a bad way, at least. Jason had decided to grab a shower, knowing that he was going to meet Quinn later, he wanted to look halfway decent.

Admittedly, there were trust issues that he had, and in applied to everyone. Was he trying to get past them with Quinn? Absolutely. But it was a slow process. Electing against stopping for food, Jason headed straight for the apartment where they were going to meet up, trying to ignore the nervous feeling in his gut. He was dressed simply, just a hoodie and a pair of jeans.

lesshormonal March 8 2012, 02:46:19 UTC

With no rehearsal after school that day, and her mom off at some church retreat, Quinn opted to go straight over to his apartment. She knew it would mean waiting for it, but it would give her time to clear her mind. There was no reason to be nervous, and yet she couldn't help that twinge of anxiety in her stomach. Jason loved her, she didn't doubt that much, but he had a temper. So what if he wasn't as happy for her as she was hoping for?

Rather than go inside and wait in the hallway, which probably would have been the smarter move, she took a seat on the front steps. Their winter had been mild, and the fresh air would do her good, or so she thought.

Running through a practice script in her head, one in which she made it perfectly clear that her going off to Yale would in no way change their relationship, and once she graduated they could really be together, was doing nothing to calm her nerves. Not that it mattered. As soon as she saw him, it all seemed to fly out of her head anyway. Rising from the steps, smoothing down her white ( ... )

bornforleavin March 10 2012, 04:13:01 UTC

Seeing Quinn sitting on the steps did nothing to chase away the feeling in the pit of his stomach. It wasn't unexpected, though. She'd always had that effect on him. Fleeting glances from her was enough to make his heart race more than a battlefield ever had. Pulling the head back to reveal his face, Jason watched her rising, saw the smile that crossed her face.

The dress looked perfect on her. Keeping his arms down at his sides, Jason could feel his lips threatening to pull in a smile, but kept it from happening...at least until he knew, good or bad what she had needed to see him about. It felt important.

Stepping in closer, he didn't immediately make a move for the door, and his eyes had yet to leave her. "Hey," he said softly, though there an underlying affection to his tone. "You look..." He didn't finish the sentence, his eyes said everything. Quinn was more than beautiful

lesshormonal March 10 2012, 04:28:25 UTC

There was a time when that unwillingness to smile would have sent Quinn into immediate panic mode. Trying to figure out exactly what she had done wrong, and how she could fix it. But after the first couple months, she had finally learned to look past it. To pay more attention to the littler things. To read the emotion in his eyes. The little he would let her see, at least ( ... )

bornforleavin March 11 2012, 20:32:28 UTC

Some of the tension was starting to disappear from his body; if Quinn had bad news to share, she wouldn't look so vibrant. Happy. The kind of emotions that were infectious. Despite himself, a smile was pulling at the corners of his lips, eyes drifting down to look at her small hand grabbing the material of his hoodie. "I think I can handle that." Feet slid forward at the tug, Jason wasn't offering any resistance. The distance had closed between them. Reaching around her, he turned the doorknob to the apartment, but not before his head had lowered, lips brushing across her own in a light kiss ( ... )

lesshormonal March 11 2012, 21:13:59 UTC

Nobody had seen that kiss. There was nobody around to see it, she was certain. And yet, she couldn't quiet manage to suppress a quiet gasp when his lips brushed her own. It may be a particular form of torture, but Quinn had almost gotten used to being unable to touch him in public. At carefully monitoring how often she looked at him throughout the day, and how long she let those little glances linger. But this, small glimpses into what a normal relationship with him would be like, made the caution more than worth it ( ... )

bornforleavin March 11 2012, 21:38:36 UTC

It was always a test of his patience, of his willpower, being around Quinn. Not looking for too long; not being too close. Stolen moments, until they were in private. And this time of the year was rough. Less time together; Quinn had her activities, and Jason's coaching duties were in full swing. It made moments like these have more meaning. Spring break was coming up, though. Something that he was more than sure they had booth been looking forward to.

"Getting better by the second," Jason said with an easy shrug, letting his gaze linger on her for a moment. Turning, he moved into the kitchen, taking a long drink of water. When he remereged, he was standing in the doorway, arms reaching up to grip the top, leaning forward slightly. "Wouldn't call it an interruption." Opening up was a little easier in a setting like this. Maybe he wasn't an open book, but there was alway a difference when it was just the two of them. "I'll take any excuse I get to see you."

lesshormonal March 11 2012, 22:06:11 UTC

Looking forward to may have been a bit of an understatement. Quinn had been marking off the days in her head, and had unceremoniously shot down her mother's idea to go visit Frannie in California over the break. Using the excuse that the Glee club would, of course, still need to practice over the break if they were going to win Natinals. And really, she was a little surprised Rachel wasn't going to make them do it anyway.

"Maybe I ought to start calling you more often, then." She teased lightly, moving forward without hesitation, crossing the room to meet him in the doorway, until only a few inches separated them. "I'm sure I could come up with some really good fake emergencies to get you out of meetings, and practice." It was a never ending mission of hers. She couldn't force him to take down those walls, but she could try to put him at ease. Show him that maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if he did.

bornforleavin March 11 2012, 23:03:36 UTC

"Yeah?" As she walked across the room, Jason didn't look away, eyes taking in every movement. Grace came naturally to her, something he'd observed a long time ago. There was something sexy about it, too, even with the innocence that she usually gave off. More than enough to make his pulse quicken a touch. Letting go of the doorway, he let his arms fall down to his sides, meeting her eyes with his own. "I'd believe it. You can be pretty convincing."

When she was this close, the temptation to touch Quinn was almost unbearable. An itching in his fingers to let them slide over her smooth skin. "So this is your plan?" Sliding in even closer, the little bit of space between them disappeared, and Jason reached up, brushing an errant strand of blonde hair away from her face. "Lure me here..." The words were teasing, though the intensity in his eyes remained, something that seemed like it was always there.

lesshormonal March 11 2012, 23:15:58 UTC

The way he was looking at her, looking through her, had a shiver rolling slowly up her spine, and she lifted her own arms to slip around his waist without a second thought. Because there was no such thing as being too close when she was with him. Nothing ever really felt like enough. But her movements were slow, fingertips tracing random patterns across his back though the thin material.

"And have my way with you?" She murmured softly, trying to keep a straight face, though the way the corners of her lips lifted ever so slightly. "That's always my plan. I thought you'd know that by now." Except now she was distracting herself, or maybe just trying to shift things in her favor. After all, if he was happy now, with her, then maybe he wouldn't get upset after her big news.

bornforleavin March 11 2012, 23:38:56 UTC

"Guess I'm a slow learner," Jason said softly, tilting his head to the side as he looked down at her, willing his heart to stop thumping with so much speed. A task made more difficult when her arms were around him like that. Times like this, it was easy to push everything to the back of his mind. She was his right now, something that didn't happen often enough, and Jason was eager to capitalize when opportunity presented itself. Slipping his hand into her hair, he leaned down, lips mere inches from hers.

Showing any measure of restraint right then was an impressive feat. Not being the first to give in. "Or maybe I just like falling for it." What he had found with Quinn wasn't something Jason ever anticipates having. Things weren't always perfect, but they didn't have to be. Life was full of ups and downs. She just...filled everything in. Made him a better person, in her own way. Jason wouldn't give what they had up, he knew that.

lesshormonal March 12 2012, 00:14:57 UTC

Ever since freshman year, since she had lost the weight and had the nose job, completely changed who she was, there had been a string of boyfriends. A short one granted, but they were there. Once upon a time Quinn was certain that was what she wanted. To be the girl everybody loved and hated and wanted to be with, and for a long time, she thought she had it. It was only recently that she was learning that the love she thought she had was never real. She couldn't blame any of the others for that, but nobody had ever looked at her the way Jason did. Like she was genuinely the only thing that mattered. And nobody had ever held her like they were completely unwilling to let go.

Pressing her lips into a thin line wasn't quite enough to suppress a whimper when his lips didn't quite reach hers. "I like when you fall for it. On purpose or not." Her eyes trailed down to his lips for a heartbeat before meeting his again, drawing in a deep breath before allowing herself to speak again. "But that's not the only reason I called you here."

bornforleavin March 19 2012, 03:15:54 UTC

"No?" There was a slight nervous feeling forming in the pit of his stomach but Jason was quick to dispel it. As happy as she had been to see him earlier...if there was something Quinn needed to say, he doubted that it could be inherently bad. "What's on your mind?" The desire for her wasn't going to pass any time soon...it never did. But when things were important, there wasn't a problem with waiting. "You can tell me." There was a growing trust between them. Something that had been hard to come by all together...but if anyone deserved those kind of feelings from him, it was Quinn.

Resting his forehead against her own, Jason let out a small breath, his focus only on her. "You can tell me anything."

lesshormonal March 19 2012, 03:45:03 UTC

While she didn't really think he would, the racing of her heart slowed when he didn't pull away from her. The Glee club had reacted well to her news, but Jason's opinion was the one that mattered to her. Which was why she decided not to draw it out any longer. For her sake as much as for his. For a brief moment when his forehead pressed to hers, she allowed her eyes to flutter closed. Breathing deeply and willing herself to just blurt it out. Though it wasn't until she opened them again, bright hazel eyes searching his out, that she found the words.

"I got accepted into Yale."

bornforleavin March 20 2012, 22:23:49 UTC

Anyone who cared about Quinn…hearing those words should make them elated. Yale was a big deal. The kind of place futures were made; good ones. So why did it make the sinking feeling in his stomach grow? That hollowness threatening to turn into a bottomless pit. It was a conflict of emotions; raging storm in his mind of how he should handle the news. The tension in his body was impossible to ignore. The way toned muscles flexed; how something about his posture hardened.

Despite knowing it would hurt her, Jason pulled away, stepping around the side of Quinn as he walked across the living room. His steps weren’t heavy on the carpet but anyone could have seen that he was upset, to a certain degree. Sliding one hand through his still damp hair, he exhaled, trying to keep from losing it completely. “That’s great,” he said in a quiet voice, back still turned to her. What did it really mean? His mind had immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was over. She had her life ahead of her, and that kind of opportunity….Jason wanted ( ... )

lesshormonal March 20 2012, 23:13:39 UTC

His reaction wasn't exactly unexpected, after all, wasn't that what she had been sterling herself for out on the front step. For him to take the news....well, exactly the way he seemed to be just like. Like this was the end. Preparing herself for it didn't nothing to dull the ache in her cheat though, and she had to resist the urge to reach out for him. To close that distance her had created her slip her arms back around him. Instead, she folded them around her waist, leaning back against the door frame, where he had been just a moment ago ( ... )

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