"You can count on me like 1 2 3, I'll be there."

[gotstarpower.livejournal.com]

Who: gotstarpower and usedtohaveabs
What: A fag and his hags
Where: Jones/Hummel/Fabray Apartment
When: Late in the evening after THIS and two days before THIS
Rating: PG for now

Mercedes was stifling a yawn as she casually flicked through Kurt's latest copy of Vogue that was lying open in her lap. It had been a long, hard shift at work and all she had wanted when she got home was a warm shower, a cup of tea and to relax in her pyjamas. She had just been coming up the hall with mug in hand and magazines under her arm when Kurt had appeared in the doorway of his room on his crutches, but all sleepy and ruffled in his pyjamas. His hair was sticking up in all directions and it was obvious he had just woken up, and the next thing she knew, he was curled up on her bed next her snoozing once again. He said the pain in his ankle woke him up and they were going to do the quiz in Cosmo together but he wasn't awake enough for that, and Mercedes wasn't stupid. She knew sometimes, he just liked company when he wasn't in top form. For someone who had never been in a relationship, he was a cuddle bug, and without a boyfriend, his fag hags had that in their job description.

She was just giving his shoulder an affectionate rub, glad to see him content and sleeping, even if it wasn't in his own bed, when a soft knock came at her bedroom door and then Quinn poked her head in. "Hey, girl. I didn't even know you were still up. The apartment was dead quiet when I got in, except for the TV that was left on. What y'all doing awake? Not that you, of all people, need beauty sleep," she teased.

Comments

[usedtohaveabs.livejournal.com]

Quinn closed the door over behind her to close out the lights streaming in from the hall and tiptoed over to the bed. "I thought you might have kidnapped him on me," she joked in a hushed tone. She leaned over Kurt's sleeping form, peering at him and analysing how he was. She kissed her fingers and touched them to his forehead whilst glancing up and meeting Mercedes' gaze sheepishly.

"I wasn't asleep. You're going to want to bitchslap me... but probably not as much as Kurt will when he finds out." She grabbed the fluffy purple blanket draped over the foot of Mercedes bed and pulled it up as she carefully climbed in on Kurt's other side so he was nestled between the two girls. He was lying on his side facing Mercedes, so Quinn made sure she didn't jostle him or bump into his butt and wake him up. Things could get seriously messy if he got woken, he was definitely not a morning person at the best of times and Quinn knew for a fact she had been literally growled at by him on occasion when he didn't get enough beauty sleep of his own. He didn't even stir, though, the painkillers likely still in affect, and she wrapped the blanket around all three of them. "How's he been?"

[gotstarpower.livejournal.com]

"This time, he came at free-will," Mercedes replied and she eyed Quinn suspiciously, eyes narrowing a little as she tried to work out what she was referencing. "What have you done, and please tell me it ain't ruined none of Kurt's wardrobe this time because I think it was a miracle you survived that the first time. He nearly hag-divorced you when you ruined his Prada sweater."

She tucked the blanket in around Kurt's arm and watched his sleeping face for a moment. "Couldn't tell you, babe. He was awake for all of five minutes, just long enough to follow me in here and crash out again. It's been 'bout an hour at the most. I think he just wanted company. I wanted to talk to you about him anyway. He basically admitted to me on Facebook early that he's slippin' again. Just didn't wanna be bothered 'bout it. Do y'all know why today was so crap for him? He seems totally bummed by it and he ain't the sort to let a twisted ankle bring him down."

[usedtohaveabs.livejournal.com]

Quinn caught the corner of her lip between her teeth and then gently put her hand down over Kurt's ear in case he was anywhere near wakefulness. "I had sex with Mike," she confessed. "We didn't mean for it to happen! He came over to watch a movie when I was lonely after Kurt went to bed, and we did start watching it, but the next thing we knew we were in bed. We're not getting back together or anything! He's just... my comfy slippers, you know? I know what you're thinking. I do. But we're both adults, right? We're not hurting anyone."

"Just a typical bad day. Everything was going wrong for him, he had jerks up in his face, some things went wrong at college, he had car troubles, that Chinese didn't agree with him. It was one thing after another and I think he just had enough. He just felt like the world was taking a giant dump on him today," she sighed and then softly brushed her fingers through Kurt's hair. "You noticed too, huh? He's had a good few months, I don't know why he's slipping off the wagon now. He's actually been putting on weight."

[gotstarpower.livejournal.com]

"Girl," Mercedes moaned softly and shook her head. "Are you ever gonna be able to quick that boy? I'm being serious here. How you gonna feel if he ever finds someone else? How's he gonna feel if you do. I know y'all both looking for it. It can't be healthy to keep getting booty off each other when you're trying to move on. Look, I like sex as much as the next person, but comfy slippers is still your ex. Ex-fiancé, I might add. Adults or not, that's some hella baggage, babe."

She nodded, watching Quinn stroke Kurt's hair. "I heard him getting sick early this morning. He tries to stick to the safe side, and still cops it. I ain't sure I'm buying it was food poisoning though, or the fact he has been putting his belly through the ringer again with the whole..." She waved her hand a little and then motioned sticking her fingers down her throat. "It's gotta be sensitive, y'know? When he doesn't stick to light meals, he pays for it. He's just been looking so healthy, I can't even profess to know why he does it. He hates therapy."

[usedtohaveabs.livejournal.com]

Quinn winced and sunk back against the pillows a little more. "I know... I know all that. I do. It just doesn't feel like we're hurting anyone to have a bit of fun until we both do find someone. And I... guess I'll be a little jealous when he does start dating someone else, but I was with him for years, 'Cedes. I really thought we would get married and grow old together. Maybe I'm just not ready to completely close the book yet? He's Mike. He knows me, he knows how to make me feel good. He knows his way around my body better than I do, and I needed sex, damnit. I might be Kurt's fag hag, but I don't share his sentiment about getting laid. I just don't know whether I want to get serious with anyone else again yet. Friends with benefits can work, right? Except the fact I know I'm not the only one he's FWB with..."

"I know he hates it, but when he gets like that, he needs it. And it does keep him back on track. I never want to go through that again what we all did when he was in hospital. I don't want him getting that bad ever again," she murmured, feeling a tickle in her through like she wanted to cry. "He needs something to be happy about. He's just going through the motions now. He needs a boyfriend. But then, we're not just going to let him settle for anyone. It's a Catch 22."

[gotstarpower.livejournal.com]

"You'll only hurt yourselves, sure, but do really wanna risk any hurt at all? Girl, I know you still care for him. You're always gonna care for him. It's Mike! It's impossible not to care for him, and we're all always gonna be friends, but you gotta close the book and move on. It's time. Y'all made the best decision for yourselves to call things off, and it was mutual. How you gonna open yourself up to someone new if you're still saving a lil piece of your heart for Mike? It ain't ever just gonna be FWB because you loved him so much. You need to set boundaries..." Mercedes quirked an eyebrow, looking at her friend. "Who else is he giving the Asian Invasion to?"

She fell quiet and her face turned serious. "No. I ain't wanting to go through that with him again, either. Never wanna witness him being fed by tubes, or people trying to force-feed him. Never wanna see him that goddamn skinny. It was horrible. Dunno what woulda happened if he didn't let Holly help him. Thank god for her, she's a miracle-worker. He just need someone special, y'know? Someone who loves him for who he is and he feels comfortable to let close. Do you think he'll ever let himself find it?"