Reader is close to the glee club and has gone to school with them since freshman year) Sebastian left his phone at the Lima Bean and someone from the glee club found it. They look through it to see pics of reader and Seb like kissing each other, hugging and cute pics that you would have of your significant other. They ask him about it only to find him and reader talking about date plans and the glee Club finding out when he realizes that he left his phone at the Lima Bean. The entire glee club enters the room and tells them the gig’s up. They confess and the glee club accepts it. - @irony-is-my-life
Pairing: Sebastian Smythe x Reader
Notes: So I made a few changes. I hope you don’t mind. It’s late and not very well written. I’m sorry if it’s not your favorite. You can always request another one, though. My ask is always open. Also everyone’s a lil bit OOC.
Bells jingled and laughter poured into the local cafe called the Lima Bean. “And then Finn tripped over his books and slid down the hall!” Rachel was giggling through her retelling of an incident with an unsuspecting student and a distracted Finn walking the halls of McKinley. “Hey. I think it was a pretty graceful dive. I only tripped three other people.” Rachel, Finn, Blaine, Kurt, Santana and Artie were making a stop at the Lima Bean to get a little recharged before the weekend was over.
“Hey guys, I’ll catch up in a minute.” “Alright Finn. Don’t be long,” Rachel smiled.
Striding over to the bathroom, something caught his eye before he made it to the door. ‘Someone left their phone here. That’s rough.” Finn thought to himself. ‘I wonder who’s it is.’ Thinking he was doing the right thing, he started looking through the phone and opened up the photos app since it was the first thing he saw. Scrolling through the pics, the screen was filled with red, black and white. Finn cringed as the Warbler symbol flashed across the phone. About ready to just turn the phone in to the cashier, a familiar face caught his eye.. ‘(y/n)?’
“Hey guys!” Finn yelled as he approached his friends. “Oh there you are, Finn. We were wondering what took you.” Artie scrutinized his fellow singer. “You’ll never believe what I found.” Finn had everyone’s attention now.
“Well? What is it?” Santana. Always one to be straight to the point. “I found this phone sitting at a deserted table and so I tried to figure out who it might belong to. So I started looking through their photos-”
“Hold on, hold on,” Santana interrupted. “You tried to find someone’s identity by looking through their pictures?” “Where did you possibly find that knowledge?” Kurt questioned. “Never mind that. Look who’s in the pictures.”
Finn showed the group the picture of (y/n). “So it (y/n)’s phone? Big deal.” Santana stared at Finn as if he grew another head, completely confused.
“Yeah, no. It’s a Warbler’s phone. See?” He then showed them the Warbler symbol. “Let me see that,” Blaine took the phone and started swiping. “..holy crap. I think I might puke. Oh gosh!”
“Blaine! What is it?” Everyone hollered at their raven haired friend. Saying nothing, he held up the phone. Cue collective gasp.
*At Dalton Academy*
“Okay guys. Here’s the plan. We go in and confront that sniveling snake about what he thinks he’s doing with our (y/n). Then we use whatever means necessary to keep him away from our baby.” Santana sneered at the thought of Smythe. “Agreed.” All were in agreement then.
Storming up the stairs of the school, the group made their way to the Warbler’s practice room. Sneaking up to the door, the singers heard voices conversing inside. “Good. Okay. They’re in there. Let’s go.” Finn was ready to ‘talk’ to Sebastian. “Hold up a second,” Artie spoke. “I think.. there’s a girl’s voice..”
Everyone crowded the door, trying to hear. “-last time. Maybe we could hit up the ice cream parlor then head on over to the beach?” “Really? Seb, don’t you think that they’d see us?” “Come on, babe. I want to show you off. I really don’t care about your friends seeing us. In fact, it’d be a good thing. Maybe I can prove to them that it’s a good thing we’re together. I really love you and I’m sure they’ll be able to see that. Even if they don’t want to.” Sebastian had been trying to convince you to tell the New Directions for a while now. Everything he said was either shot down or flat out ignored. You really did care about Sebastian, but it’d be so hard for you if your friends, best friends, disapproved of your relationship.
“Sebastian. I know you really want to tell them.. it’s just,” you heaved a sigh loud enough for your eavesdropping friends to hear. “It’s just that if they didn’t approve of us, if they didn’t like us together, if they’d tried to break us apart.. it would kill me. I love you so much, but they might not love us together. They’re still my friends. My family. I just don’t think I’m ready.”
From the other side of the door, your friends were looking at each other like they were thoroughly disappointed with themselves, not you. “I can’t believe (y/n) feels like she can’t trust us with this. I feel so.. terrible,” Blaine was completely distraught that you felt that way.
“I know. We reacted so harshly when we found out, though. No wonder she felt like she couldn’t tell us. Ugh! I feel like a terrible friend,” Rachel was almost in tears now. “Hey, we all feel horrible. She’s our baby girl and we can’t have her feeling like we won’t support any decision she makes. Even if it is to date that..” Kurt stops as he sees his friends giving him wary looks. “..that great..singer..”
They all looked at each other in confirmation and pushed open the grand doors. Both heads inside snapped up to the intruders. “Guys? Wh-wh-what are you doing here?” Panic was evident in your eyes. Sebastian discreetly took your hand in his, the action not going unnoticed.
“We know, (y/n),” Artie spoke up. “Y-You do? Know what exactly?” “That you and this.. male are dating,” Santana cringed. “We found his phone at the Lima Bean and saw.. pictures,” Kurt visibly shuddered.
With a defeated sigh, you flopped onto the couch. “I’m so sorry, you guys. It’s just..”
“Yeah. We know, baby girl. I must admit we didn’t react well at first, but hearing what you just said.. we feel awful, sweetheart,” Kurt sympathized. “That was never my goal. I really do care a lot for Sebastian and if you all would try and keep me from being with him, it would tear me apart.”
Artie wheeled forward. “We know (n/n). We realize that now and we’re going to try and be supportive. Just as long as he gives us a reason not to.” He have a pointed look in Sebastian’s direction. “R-really? Oh my gosh! Thanks you guys! You won’t regret it, trust me.” “Yeah we better not,” Santana eyed Sebastian.
Sebastian took your hand. “I’m really thankful for this, you guys. (Y/n) means everything to me. So much so I’d give up singing to keep her. I’ll do my absolute best to keep her happy.”
You grinned up at him. You were short, okay? Besides, it doesn’t help he’s a freaking giant. “Keep her happy and we won’t make you quit singing,” Blaine stated. “But if you fail. You will suffer the consequences,” Santana added.
“I agree wholeheartedly. Besides, if I ever did anything to hurt my- our little (y/n), I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”
The New Directions looked at each other and silently agreed. “Have fun kids,” Santana said. “Keep it classy,” Kurt added. After hugging all of them and Sebastian surprisingly shaking the guys’ hands and getting his phone back, they took their leave.
“Well. That went better than expected.” “See? I told you they’d be cool,” Sebastian said with a smirk. “You really like being right, don’t you?” you asked. “I like being right about us.” With a wink and kiss, neither of you could stop beaming.
you put her in that outfit I bought, Kurt? I know she’s your daughter and I
only gave birth to her—which was very taxing on my body and my career let me
remind you—but as her fabulous aunt I think she should definitely wear what I
bought when she makes her Hummel family debut. Or at least name her Barbara.
She’s a star about to meet her first audience.”
rolled his eyes as Blaine swayed around their living room.
name is Eloise, Rachel. And we aren’t putting our newborn in a leotard and a tutu.”
We’ll see you on Christmas, okay?”
clicked off the phone and went over to Blaine, rocking their beautiful baby.
our perfect little one,” Blaine was saying. “Perfect toes, and your Daddy’s
pretty blue eyes. You make sure you keep those, okay? You’ll get anything you
want from me with those baby blues.”
get anything from both of us no matter what.” Kurt scooped her out of Blaine’s
arms and smiled. “How’s my girl? Hi sweetie.”
be here soon,” Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt’s waist and rested his head
on his shoulder, Eloise nestled between them. “I can’t believe how quiet she
spent nine months in Rachel, I wouldn’t bet on it lasting.”
part Hummel, too. She’ll be twice as loud and made of iron.”
long as we don’t raise another Rachel Berry, I think we’ll be okay.”
How did the other gleeks find out about DB quinn and rachel? Finn found out when they were already engaged, but I'm assuming the others learned of it much earlier? And how did each of them react. Were they really surprised? And was there someone who really wasn't?
Most of them were pretty surprised. Rachel and Quinn didn’t stay super close with the majority of them, and while Finn was pretty much the last to know because he didn’t want to talk to anyone about Rachel, with a few exceptions, most of the gleeks didn’t really find out about Rachel and Quinn until after they’d been together awhile.
Mercedes found out probably in the first six months when she and Quinn were catching up over the phone, and Quinn told her she was dating Rachel. I believe she said she just about fell out of her chair–and then she called Kurt to verify that Quinn wasn’t just fucking with her before calling Rachel to hear her version.
I imagine Puck found out sometime in that first year because of the Beth connection he shared with Quinn. I’ve toyed with the idea that Shelby was actually the one who let it slip to him, thinking he already knew. There likely would have been an inappropriate comment from him about the hotness factor, but I’m not sure he would have been all that surprised. He would have already known Quinn was gay, so he probably considered the possibility of her having feelings for Rachel.
We saw that Matt Rutherford found out when he decided to take his girlfriend to see Rachel in Les Mis when the show traveled to his city and saw Quinn there too. He was very surprised.
Tina and Rachel were Facebook friends, but Rachel didn’t post a lot of personal things on her Facebook after college (at the advice of her agent), so Tina probably didn’t think much of the few photos of Quinn posted there because she knew Quinn and Rachel had become friends, especially since there would have been a few photos of Kurt and Santana in there too. I can see Rachel eventually posting some photo of her and Quinn that wasn’t super intimate but maybe the way they were looking at each other was enough to make Tina stop and say huh? So she probably sent some personal message to Rachel commenting about how close she and Quinn seemed to be now, and Rachel would have replied back with the confession that they were together, which would have had Tina spilling coffee all over her keyboard.
I actually think Brittany probably heard about it through either Santana or Puck, since he and Mercedes live in LA where she ended up and they occasionally keep in touch. She wouldn’t have been all that surprised because Quinn is totally a unicorn and she always suspected Rachel was a bicorn.
He gets the first text at lunchtime, snatches his phone of the desk, drops it, then nearly chokes to death on his salad.
Mild contractions since this am. Getting stronger!
He’s at home, in their home office and alone, luckily, for all the wheezing and flailing he’s doing, finally managing to breathe normally and pick his phone up from the ground. He calls Blaine, heart in his throat.
“Did you get a text, too?”
“Yep!” Blaine’s voice on the other line is calm, yet high pitched enough that Kurt can hear the excitement. “You sound winded, are you okay?”
Kurt drops back in his desk chair, sparing his lunch a dirty look. “I was eating salad when I got the message and may have gasped at the exact wrong time.”
Blaine clicks his tongue. “I’ve told you before to destem the Swiss chard. I know you like the aesthetics but that stuff is really fibrous.”
“Honey, Rachel is in labor with our child, is now really the time for the Swiss chard lecture?”
The noise on Blaine’s phone increases, car horns and people talking, bangs and clatters and sirens. “No, sorry. Oh my god, Kurt!”
Kurt grins and bounces in his chair. “I know! Hurry up and get here!”
Kurt’s not sure why Finn and Rachel listed him as
their daughter’s guardian in case of their untimely death. But they did,
and suddenly Kurt’s entire world revolves around a girl with her
mother’s eyes. Overwhelmed with grief and the unexpected responsibility,
Kurt sort of forgets the rest of the world - including Blaine - even
exists. That is until the rest of the world hits him in the face.
looks up from his phone when he hears his name, spoken by a voice that
makes his heart jump in his chest. He looks around and his eyes widen
when he sees Blaine, who looks just as surprised.
Blaine’s surprise turns to a smile more quickly than Kurt’s. “Oh my God! Hey!”
It’s Blaine’s honest delight that prompts a smile out of Kurt, too. “Hey.”
So the ground hasn’t swallowed you after all,” Blaine chuckles. Kurt
feels a stab of guilt, even though Blaine’s tone isn’t accusatory. “How
have you been?”
It’s been months since Kurt and Blaine have managed to go on a date. 1.6k, NC-17. Vaguely 6x13 reaction fic.
“Are you sure you put enough diapers in?”
“I gave her a new boxful. They can keep any left over at theirs for the future.”
“You fed her before taking her over, right?”
“Yes, Blaine. And I gave Rachel the schedule you printed out. Hopefully she’ll have her down by seven.”
“Does she know about burping her?”
“She came to the parenting classes with us, Blaine. And I’ve written a list.”
“What about bathing her?”
“Also on the list. I took the tub over too so she doesn’t have to do it in the sink.”
“Oh God. What if–”
“Blaine.” Kurt stops at a traffic light and turns to look at his husband. Blaine is bouncing up and down in his seat, fingers tight around his phone as Kurt’s sure he’s resisting the urge to call or text Rachel to make sure everything is okay. “Rachel is Hep’s mother. She knows what she’s doing. Relax.”
In Brief: “I want a future fic where Jane gets her first Broadway lead and she’s not nervous until they tell her that Blaine Anderson has been cast as her leading man. She’ll have to make out with Mr Anderson, oh god Mr Hummel is going to kill her…”
Kurt gets to his phone after the first ring. He’s not worried, exactly. His father is fine and everyone else, including his husband at the kitchen table, is accounted for. Still, nothing good comes from phone calls before either of them have had their coffee.
He’s ready for an “emergency” on Rachel or Artie’s respective sets, but not for the wail that erupts from the receiver.
“I’M SORRY. Mr. Hummel? Is that you? Oh my god, I’M SO SORRY!”
“Excuse me—?” Kurt tries to cut off the sound, but the wailing rises, and he has no idea who might be apologizing for something on the other end of the line. He has well-worn methods for calming Rachel, Tina, or even Sam (the latter of which mostly involves handing the phone over to Blaine), but without a name—
“I had no idea when I auditioned for the part, Mr. Hummel, I promise!” the voice cries. “My agent thought it would be a good fit, and she was actually right. I haven’t seen a part since Nabulungi in The Book of Mormon that’s such an excellent fit for my skill set, but that doesn’t make up for— for” She trails off in a mumble about kissing and Warbler blazers. In that moment, Kurt suddenly remembers bright eyes and a broad, giddy smile.
“Jane? Is that you?” He leans against one hip against the kitchen countertop and squints into space, as though that might make her logic come into focus. “What on earth do you have to apologize for? We haven’t heard hide nor hair from you since Rachel’s wedding. You vanished.”
“You mean he hasn’t told you? Oh god, I just assumed—“ Her voice rises again as Kurt presses the phone against chest and turns, slowly, toward the kitchen table.
“Hmm?” Blaine hums back without taking the toast out of his mouth or looking away from the Style section in the Sunday Times.
“Is there something you were maybe going to tell me?”
You know what I want? I want a S6 post-reunion, pre-wedding fic that’s just Kurt and Blaine in Blaine’s apartment for 24+ hours, making up for lost time.
Now, to be clear, I don’t want a fic in which they talk everything out. See, my head canon is that they already hashed it all out when they were locked in the elevator. Even they didn’t talk sort out anything in the elevator, at some point they regained an ease with each other, because we saw that at Rachel’s basement party. This is why I figured the conversations happened off screen.
What I do want is Kurt and Blaine having lots of sex, avoiding their friends’ phone calls and raiding the fridge for whatever Blaine hasn’t packed up yet. I want Kurt answering the door in a towel and the two of them eating takeout in bed. I want resurrected inside jokes. I want reveling in each other, telling each other what they missed most about being together, and other sweet and sexy confessions. I want dancing in their underwear. I want clear eyes, and contented sighs. I want their happy surrender.
So who wants to write the fic where Elliott reacts to what happens in s6? After Kurt tells him he’s going back to Lima to get Blaine back, Elliott gets updates from him and a few other’s, either from phone calls, texts or even social media.
For example: Facebook statuses
“Blaine Anderson is in a relationship with Dave Karofsky” Uhoh, looks like Kurt didn’t get his boy back.
“Santana Lopez is engaged to Brittany S Pierce” Congrats girls. *Takes Dani out for drinks*
“Rachel Berry is in a relationship with Sam Evans” wait I thought he was totally in love with Mercedes?
“Kurt Hummel is in a relationship with Walter ????” I didn’t know Kurt had a thing for older guys.
“Blaine Anderson is single” Immediately texts Kurt.
“Kurt Hummel is in a relationship with Blaine Anderson” Oh thank the musical deities.
“Brittany S Pierce is married to Santana Lopez” Sorry I missed it girls
“Blaine Anderson is married to Kurt Hummel” WAIT, WTF DID I MISS?!?!
As the kids file out with a peppy energy and enthusiasm that Kurt already finds himself envious of—he hadn’t banked on adulthood being so grueling—he discreetly pulls his phone from his front pocket to check again.
“Quit pining,” Rachel says, breezing past him with her bubblegum scented conditioner and heels snapping against the tile flooring.
He shoves his phone crooked in his pocket, and he feels unbalanced with it put back like that. “I’m not pining.”
In the hallways sneakers squeak and lockers slam, bodies rush past and dawdle past and loiter in doorways and corners. It’s funny how much he both doesn’t miss it as much as he thought he might, and yet isn’t as relieved to be done with high school life as he’d expected. His problems were simpler to solve, his happiness easier to find. Or at least it seems that way in rose-tinted retrospect.
Summary: Kurt and Blaine take an art class with a bunch of old folks while honeymooning in Provincetown. Fluffy fluff (with brief allusion to the early AIDS epidemic) by prompt of lishashisha, who is a darling and has great ideas.
Sue was lying. Kurt and Blaine get Andrew Sullivan’s summerhouse in Provincetown for a full two weeks, not just a weekend.
Which is good, because it takes at least two full days to get into the routine of not doing or worrying about anything, especially with Rachel texting every half hour with panicked messages about bar mitzvahs and New Directions personality conflicts.
In honor of my own phone's recent death (RIP dear friend), I'd like to request the "i’ve been breaking my phone on purpose just because you work at the help desk" AU prompt for Klaine.
RIP to your phone Klaine Bingo : Slow Build
The first time it happens, it really is an accident.
Or, as Kurt likes to put it, his phone decided to take a dive in the toilets because of the caller.
All heads turn to Rachel every time he says it, and at least it makes him laugh.
So yeah, the first time Kurt ends up at the Apple Store’s help desk, looking for either a new phone or a way to restore his soaked one back to health, it’s completely accidental.
But Genius Blaine, with his little blue polo and his cute bow tie and his adorable smile and his tight pants–so tight–only had to smile at him and carefully take his phone from his hands to look at it more closely to make Kurt wish for an eternity of technical issues.
Kurt felt little exhilarated with being an elf, again. He texted Mya saying that he was going to take her. He wore everything he had to wear and wrapped his coat around himself and ran out of the house, before Sebastian would ask anything. He started driving towards Mya and Nate’s house and sighed.
Nate didn’t know what to expect from that day. He woke up and pulled Clara on his lap and after laying her on the bed, he lied next to her and waited for her reactions. Truth was that he was going to act that Sebastian isn’t going to text him, to take him to the mall and watch Mya dance again.
Rachel wore her costume and looked herself in the mirror. Today was going to be amazing, She leaned over Oliver’s crib and kissed his cheek as he was sleeping. She took her phone and texted Sebastian, feeling a little nervous about..how much Kurt is going to kill her. “Has he left the house, yet?”
It wasn’t two or three days that she got her costume, but Brittany didn’t like it. She found it a little weird. Even after wearing it, she kept pulling her skirt and examined it. She walked to Santana’s bedroom and knocked on her door. “So, we’re going to meet Santa, today, again? Isn’t it silly that we are his elves?”
Advent Prompt #4: I was dragged to this
Renaissance Faire by my friend. This isn’t really a thing I do but
you are all dressed up and apparently an actor here and won’t stop
referring to me as My Lord and it really shouldn’t be as hot as it
is. Klaine AU 1.9K [AO3] Special thanks to @savvymavvy for serving as my
consultant on all things Renn Faire. Read Previous Advent fics on: AO3 | Tumblr
Rachel (4:45 PM): 911 EMERGENCY
Rachel (4:48 PM): Kurt, I know
you are home watching documentaries about the Royal Family. We share
a Netflix account, remember? I can see what you’re watching from the
app on my phone. TEXT ME BACK
Kurt sighs heavily, knowing that he’s
busted. It’s not that he’s unwilling to be there for his roommate; it’s just that Rachel’s “emergencies” usually take the form of
her trying to fix him up with a cute guy at work or needing an
audience while she workshops various audition songs and monologues…
for six straight hours. He picks up his phone and types out a quick
Kurt (4:51 PM): I seem to
remember telling you not to text me 911 unless something or someone was
Rachel (4:51 PM): Kurt, I’m
working at Renn Faire, there are open flames everywhere ;)
Kurt (4:52 PM): …and did one of
those flames catch you on fire?
Rachel (4:52 PM): Well, no…
Kurt (4:52 PM): Then what’s the
Rachel (4:53 PM): I forgot the period appropriate corset that I got custom-made for my role as Lady
Sybil. DISASTER. My costume doesn’t fit properly without it.
Thankfully I got here two hours early to start on my hair and makeup and
brush up on my improv skills with some of the other actors. Can you bring it to me, pretty please? I’m at the actors’s entrance to
Blaine sighed a little bit as he followed Rachel and the rest of the glee club into the auditorium. Why they couldn’t listen to this mystery person’s audition in the choir room he didn’t know, but he supposed it really didn’t matter. What was really important was that they were getting new members at all. They needed a few more people so that they would be able to compete in a few weeks.
He was also just wanting this day to end. Blaine hadn’t talked to Kurt in almost two days and it was killing him. What could be so important that Kurt had to focus all his attention on and not tell him what it was or make time to have a short conversation on the phone with him? Especially after they phone call the other night…Blaine didn’t understand why Kurt was all of a sudden being so distant. They had gotten to the point where they would tell each other everything. Apparently Kurt had been holding back…He sighed sitting down next to Rachel and Tina, hoping to get this over with. Kurt was supposed to explain after school why he had stopped communication for almost two days. His explanation had better be a damn good one because Blaine didn’t think it was fair being treated like that.
Based on this post. Klaine alternate meeting!AU. ~ 1300 words PG
Okay, this was definitely in the top ten for the strangest activities Mr. Schuester had them do for a Glee club assignment. The entire bus ride he declined to share where they were headed and promptly ignored Rachel’s pleas of “wasting valuable rehearsal time on some lousy field trip.”
“I think you’re really going to like this, guys. It should be really interesting,” Mr. Schuester said, a huge grin on his face. Mr. Schuester thought every assignment was interesting, but nevertheless, it would be a nice change instead of running the same sixteen bars over and over for the entire practice.
At least Kurt had his phone to keep him company if he got really bored. It buzzed in his hand and he looked down to see an incoming text:
I hope this field trip is a good one
Kurt turned around in his seat to see her smiling at him as Rachel rested her head on his shoulder, admitting defeat with her argument with Mr. Schuester for now. Kurt shrugged and nodded to Mercedes in agreement, texting her back awkwardly with one hand as Rachel snuggled his other arm.
In the fall the glee club is stronger and more united than ever. Dramatic and backstabbing and cut-throat of course. But what family isn’t? Rachel throws a party and Kurt makes the mistake of telling Blaine about it.
“We have to go!” Blaine says over the phone.
“I’m telling you it’s going to be tragic from start to finish. You haven’t seen her room, Blaine. Or her wardrobe.”
“Please.” Blaine whines. Kurt can just tell he’s pouting.
“Fine,” Kurt sighs. “But if she wears taffeta I’m out.”
She wears a green polyester lace monstrosity instead. Kurt lifts to his toes to turn and walk the other way, but Blaine has already gripped his elbow to drag him inside. It is sort of fun. Fruity drinks and karaoke and dancing. Blaine hyper and disheveled and literally bouncing all over the basement.
They play spin the bottle and Kurt nearly vibrates out of his skin at the possibilities. He hopes it lands on Blaine, but he also hopes it doesn’t land on Blaine because what if Blaine doesn’t want it to land on Kurt and what if it lands on Finn? Blaine takes his turn. The bottle spins and Kurt’s head spins and when it finally stops it takes a long moment before Kurt realizes it’s pointing at the space between his right knee and Rachel’s left.