ya’ll are so sweet, guys. Here’s the rest of them. 25 sentence-fics, NYC crew, Klaine, Samcedes, Finchel, Artie/ladies, Rachel/Broadway. Liberal abuse of the word “sentence”. Guest appearance by Burt Hummel.
tw: assault (for Kurt), depression (for Blaine)
#26 – Forever
Rachel never says it out loud, but sometimes she thinks Kurt and Blaine are awfully young to be promising each other forever; other days, she thinks about Finn and the ring she used to wear, and wishes she could still make the same mistakes as them.
#27 – Blood
She was raised and taught that you’re supposed to bleed your first time, but Sam is so gentle and sweet and good to her, her new husband, that she wonders if they did something wrong at first.
#28 – Sickness
The worst sickness is the shame he feels about himself, the kind that starts as an afterthought but grows ever more insidious, until that’s all he can hear when he’s alone with his thoughts.
#29 – Melody
There are bruises and cuts still on his face; he sings anyway.
#30 – Star
The thing about directing is that he’s behind the camera, not on it, but he envies it sometimes, and wonders what it would be like to have that spotlight shine on him every once in a while.
#31 – Home
He always thought that home was supposed to be wherever Kurt was, but its been six months and New York still doesn’t feel right on his skin, and he’s starting to worry that it never will.