She hates crowds, like fucking hates them more than most things. She doesn’t like random people touching her or breathing on her and that shit happens in crowds, you know? That doesn’t really explain why she’s at the county fair with Puck and Rachel. It’s basically a cesspool if you ask her and the rides are faulty, but Rachel really wanted to come and Puck asked her to do it while he slid two fingers against her nerves and pressed his lips against her neck. He’s dirty like that, which she usually likes, but she hates everything about being here.
Well, everything but the fact that Puck’s holding one of her hands and Rachel is holding the other. It’s started as a tactic to box her in, but she fucking loves attention and they promised to take good care of her tonight so she’s not going anywhere. She is complaining though because people suck and some guy nearly knocked Rachel over. She would’ve hit him if Rachel hadn’t squeezed her palm and leaned up to her ear saying she was fine.
And, God, all she really wants to do is leave, but Puck wants a corn dog so they go get that. He smirks and hits the side of her mouth with it and she hates that that actually turns her on. She kicks his shin and leans into Rachel on the bench they’ve found while he scarfs it down in between sips of lemonade.
Since they won’t let her leave until they’ve ridden the Ferris wheel she makes them get her cotton candy. It’s the only thing about fairs that she likes. She just likes the way it melts and she likes it a lot more when she watches Rachel eat it.
She leans over after that and tells Rachel she tastes sweeter which makes her blush and elbow her away. Rachel crosses her legs after that and tells her they’re supposed to be taking care of her later, but she just smirks and says, “Fuck, baby. Tasting you? That’s taking care of me.”
And, yeah, Rachel looks ready to leave after that and she’s pretty sure she’s about to be freed from this hell until Puck nudges Rachel as they’re heading out and points to some Karaoke booth where you can record a video. She didn’t even know they still did that. It’s sort of up-to-date, you get a DVD copy and the backdrops or sort of okay.
Rachel just has to do it and of course she wants Santana and Puck to take part. Santana tells her she’s not doing it unless the song is Biggie’s “I’m Fucking You Tonight.” She gets called crass but she really doesn’t care and they end up singing a stupid love song anyway. She’s not going to tell them it was sort of fun. She just won’t.
But really though, oh my gah!! *squeee* You made it as magical as I wanted it to be!!! HEE! I ♥ you so much right now! It's, like, so perfect, like, just perfectly in character, wonderfully staged, you get that feeling of actually being at the Fair (how it always SOUNDS like a good idea at the time, but then you get there and there's other people there too and fuck, you forgot about THAT). So, it being told from Santana's POV was the perfect choice and made it all that much better.
I feel the love and my ♥ thumpeth for you. I'm really, really glad you liked it. This was fun to write. Gah. I loved them from afar before but now I really like writing about them. ♥
Well, everything but the fact that Puck’s holding one of her hands and Rachel is holding the other. It’s started as a tactic to box her in, but she fucking loves attention and they promised to take good care of her tonight so she’s not going anywhere. She is complaining though because people suck and some guy nearly knocked Rachel over. She would’ve hit him if Rachel hadn’t squeezed her palm and leaned up to her ear saying she was fine.
And, God, all she really wants to do is leave, but Puck wants a corn dog so they go get that. He smirks and hits the side of her mouth with it and she hates that that actually turns her on. She kicks his shin and leans into Rachel on the bench they’ve found while he scarfs it down in between sips of lemonade.
Since they won’t let her leave until they’ve ridden the Ferris wheel she makes them get her cotton candy. It’s the only thing about fairs that she likes. She just likes the way it melts and she likes it a lot more when she watches Rachel eat it.
She leans over after that and tells Rachel she tastes sweeter which makes her blush and elbow her away. Rachel crosses her legs after that and tells her they’re supposed to be taking care of her later, but she just smirks and says, “Fuck, baby. Tasting you? That’s taking care of me.”
And, yeah, Rachel looks ready to leave after that and she’s pretty sure she’s about to be freed from this hell until Puck nudges Rachel as they’re heading out and points to some Karaoke booth where you can record a video. She didn’t even know they still did that. It’s sort of up-to-date, you get a DVD copy and the backdrops or sort of okay.
Rachel just has to do it and of course she wants Santana and Puck to take part. Santana tells her she’s not doing it unless the song is Biggie’s “I’m Fucking You Tonight.” She gets called crass but she really doesn’t care and they end up singing a stupid love song anyway. She’s not going to tell them it was sort of fun. She just won’t.
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