Title: I Could Be Your Everything
Author:
wanderingninjasPairing: Mike/Quinn
Rating: PG-13
Length: Unknown, under 500 words for sure
Spoilers: None that I can think of
Summary: Collection of Quike/Fang mini-ficlets, multiple genres. Yes, mini-ficlets, longer than micro-ficlets, shorter than ficlets. Please excuse craptastic title.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or its' characters. Only Ryan Murphy can truthfully say that, however undeserving of the privilege he may be.
Author's Note: So I just discovered this concept of "microfics," which apparently are mini ficlets of like, ten words, in different genres of fanfiction. Immediately I wanted to try it, and promptly realized there was no way in hell I could stick to ten words. So I decided to go for twenty five words, or about one to two short sentences. Most of these are exactly at or under twenty five, although there's a few that are over, but all are under thirty five, I believe.
Angst
The one thing Mike regretted most in his life: not telling Quinn Fabray he was in love with her before she died at nineteen.
Alternate Universe
Mike Chang was the popular drum major. Quinn Fabray was the shy flute player that was hopelessly in love with him.
Crack!fic
Apparently Quinn found painting his whole body red a major turn on. Go figure.
Crossover
The fact that Quinn still had a nanny was kind of strange, but Mike let it go when he saw how hot Fran was. Even with that crazy New York accent.
Death
Mike had just been about to kneel to the ground and pull out a ring for Quinn when he was hit with a fatal freak seizure.
Episode Related
"You're a great dancer for being... uh..."
"Pregnant? Just say it."
"Erm... well... yeah..."
"Thanks. I think." Quinn adjusted her yellow shirt, smiled, and left.
First Time
It might only have been Mike's first time, but he had already decided that Quinn was the best fuck he'd ever have.
Fluff
Whenever they couldn't sleep, she thought of Mike doing an interpretive dance. He would imagine Quinn singing him a lullaby. Both methods worked quite well.
Hurt/Comfort
When Quinn was kicked out, she cried on Mike's shoulder. He never expected she would have to return the favor. Then his whole family died.
Smut
Mike had always wanted sex in a convertible. Quinn was going to find a way to give it to him.
Unresolved Sexual Tension
Quinn found it hard to believe she was the only one so turned on by Mike's dancing. But then it could have just been the pregnancy hormones.