6x08 episode ficlet
Sure - everyone else does happy schmoopy fic or wedding night smut, I write mourning that a certain really tall brother isn’t there. In fairness, you shouldn’t be surprised. -Kasey
Edited: Now with 100% less LJ-style tagging. Not like I’ve been on tumblr for 3 years or anything.
He tries not to think about it, but sometimes he can’t help himself. He can’t stop himself from watching for an extra tall head bobbing awkwardly out of time with the sea off-white tuxes, and for a second he swears he hears-
It’s dumb, he knows that. Dead people don’t sing harmony, just like they don’t suddenly reappear for weddings. It’s not as though there’s such a thing as a good enough excuse to get a daypass from the afterlife. He smirks to himself for a moment at his joke, imagining Finn filling out forms in his white tux, looking as intense as he used to when trying to finish his math homework so he could go over to Puck’s for a HALO tournament, but the thought just makes his chest ache more intensely.
Finn should be here.