#quinn hughes ff

[victorianpuckbunny]

Ignored || Q. Hughes/ E. Petterson

protagonists: Quinn Hughes, Elias Petterson, Jack Hughes (mentioned), Trevor Zegras (mentioned)

synopsis: Elias Petterson is annoying and Quinn Hughes is annoyed.

authors note: Not edited and actually just a product of my overtired brain. The whole thing is based on the interview In which Quinn said that Petey sometimes asks him the strangest questions and then he just ignores him while scrolling on his phone until Petey gets offended and ignores him back. Also based on my own experience with my roommate, who is basically the reason for my sleep deprivation - thanks for deciding during exam time that it would be cool to watch tv shows all night long in our shared room with the light on. Also thanks for asking me the dumbest shit ever whenever I just want to read or sleep.

(Was written before the trades)

"Good game today, huh?" says Petey, dumping the content of his gym bag on the bed. Quinn, who is already lying in his bed on the opposite side of the room, hums in agreement. He holds his phone in his dainty hands and watches the recording of today's game. He keeps rewinding, pressing slow motion and analyzing every movement.

Petey makes his way through the hotel room, pushing Quinn's bag aside with his foot. "What are you looking at, Cap? Today's game?"

Quinn only hums in response. He's had a headache all day and it's only gotten worse since the game. Especially after he was dragged aside for an incredibly unnecessary interview on the way to the locker room.

He should actually put his phone away and sleep instead, but he needs to get an overview of what he needs to pay more attention to at the next training session and where the weak points are.

"Oh fuck, I forgot my shampoo."

Out of the corner of his eye, Quinn notices Petey rummaging around in Quinn's bag. "I'll borrow your shampoo for a minute, huggy bear," he informs him.

Elias Petterson has been one of his best friends and his favorite roommate for years. Most of the time, anyway. But today Quinn would prefer a single room. He sighs quietly and turns back to the game. A message from Jack pops up on his screen.

Z invited himself over for dinner and is currently complaining to Mom and Dad about you, lol. Seriously, good game, I'm proud of you, Q.

A grin crosses Quinn's pale face. Winning against the anaheim ducks is almost enough to make up for the five weeks he had to put up with Trevor Zegras in the lake house this summer. It's not even that Quinn doesn't like him. Trevor and Jack in a double pack is about as relaxing as a sack of fleas. The only thing that can top that is if Cole is in the game.

Through the thin wall, Quinn hears the shower in the bathroom turn on and a little later Petey starts singing in swedish.

Off-key and loud.

Quinn just texts Jack a thumbs up before he goes back to recording the game, regretting having lent Millsy his headphones on the way back to the hotel.

"Tits or ass?" asks Petey as he comes out of the bathroom freshly showered. His light blond hair is still wet and the fresh smell of eucalyptus surrounds him. Quinn doesn't answer, but stares at his phone with a frown.

"Huggy?"

No answer.

"Quintin!"

Now Quinn looks up reluctantly.

"Tits or ass?" repeats Petey and looks expectantly at the dark-haired man.

"What? Don't know, bud. Both I guess."

"U can't say both."

Quinn blinks exhaustedly. "Why?" He watches his best friend collapse onto the bed opposite.

"I dunno, dude. It's just like that."

"Okay. Tits."

Petey nods contentedly, as if Quinn had answered a quiz question correctly.

Just as he is about to return to the hockey game, Petey interrupts him again by asking what he thinks about socks in bed. Quinn wrinkles his nose. "Elias, please..."

The swede mimics him in a high voice before sitting up and stuffing his things, which he had carelessly emptied out while looking for the shampoo, back into his bag. "Cmon man, the game is over, we won, stop thinking about it."

Quinn turns on his side so that Petey hopefully understands that he actually just wants to be left alone.

"Would you rather have both arms as hockey sticks or both feet as ice skates?"

Quinn closes his eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath. He feels like he's back in his childhood, when his brothers Jack and Luke used his room as a common room and he had to lock himself in the toilet to have at least a few minutes to himself. For a moment he actually considers locking himself in there for a while, but his limbs are far too heavy and exhausted, so he immediately discards the idea.

"Ice skates," he finally mumbles, hoping to finally be able to watch the game in peace. He ignores Petey, who is grinning as contentedly as a cat that has just eaten a bird.

"I'd take the hockey stick arms. Wanna know why?"

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It takes almost two more hours before Quinn is finally finished analyzing the game - mainly because of Petey's constant interruptions.

"Who on the team would you date? If you were into men?"

Instead of answering, Quinn opens instagram on his phone and starts scrolling through his feed. Hopefully Petey will finally shut up and go to bed. Quinn really doesn't feel like answering his stupid questions or having any other conversation. All he wants is to escape into thoughtlessness and let himself be bombarded with impressions from the internet.

"It's Millsy, right? U would pick him, eh?"

No answer.

"Hughesy!"

"Huggy bear!"

"Cap!"

"Quinny!"

Elias persists and now calls out all of Quinn's nicknames at regular intervals. The dark-haired defence man stares at his cell phone with a blank expression while trying to block out the other man.

"Haunted hughes!"

Quinn's jaw hardens. He hates this nickname, hates the fact that he can't control his facial expressions on the ice and always looks so stressed and overwhelmed, as if he's about to burst into tears at any moment.

Haunted hughes. Captain Lexapro. These are all nicknames that fans have given him, but now his teammates have also occasionally used them.

Even his grandmother had recently heard about them when Luke had set up a twitter/x account for her. Extremely worried, she had called Quinn in the middle of training to ask him if he was okay and whether he was addicted to medication, she had read something about it on the internet. It took almost half an hour and Silovs' solemn promise to look after Quinn to calm her down.

"Quintin! Are you even listening to me?!" Petey throws a sock at Quinn, who wipes it off his blanket with a disgusted gesture. Petey sinks back onto his bed, humming to himself. "Ur such a goof."

Meanwhile, Quinn clicks through the stories and sees that Trevor Zegras has tagged him in his story for close friends.

It's a photo of Trevor lounging on the couch between Quinn's parents, holding a large cupcake with pink sprinkles.

Below it is Quinn's username and the words "the fav child is back."

Quinn is too exhausted to think of a quick-witted response, so he just sends Trevor a screenshot of today's score with the comment "the favorite child wouldn't lose though, eh?" while skillfully ignoring Petey.

"C'mon, give me an answer! Is it Millsy?"

Quinn stares in his phone. "Oh, wait, you prefer blondes, right? Who would you choose? Boeser or me?" Petey asks.

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The next morning, Quinn wakes up before his alarm. He rubs his eyes and yawns. His headache is finally gone and he doesn't feel as overstimulated as he did the night before.

Quinn looks over at his roommate. Elias is sprawled out on his bed, scrolling through his phone. He has his lower lip stuck out and his eyebrows furrowed.

Quinn sighs softly. "Petey?"

No answer.

"I'm sorry I ignored you yesterday. I was exhausted and didn't feel like talking."

No answer.

"Elias."

Still no answer.

Quinn sits up and looks over at the blonde hockey player. "come on, dude, it's silly to sulk about it."

He sees Petey's eyebrows furrow.

"Håll din jävla skäft!"¹

"Was that an insult?" Quinn sighs. "Yeah, it was one, right? I know that jävla means something offensive."

He rolls out of bed and goes to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face and go to the toilet.

When he comes back, Petey is now standing at the window, staring out.

The dark-haired player can't suppress a twitch in the corners of his mouth at the drama. He steps next to him and looks out the window too. The room faces the backyard.

"We should hurry, we're meeting the rest of the team for breakfast in twenty minutes, Petterson."

No answer.

"You. I would choose you."

Petey turns his head slightly, just enough to give Quinn a sideways glance.

"If I were into men. You'd be my first choice. Even before Boeser and Millsy."

Elias Petterson wrinkles his nose. "Bra försök.² You're lying. You just want me to stop being mad."

"No, buddy, you're my favorite blonde. But yeah, I want you to stop sulking," Quinn admits with a crooked grin. He hates it when his best friend is offended. Petey always reminds him a little of Luke as a child. There was a time in their childhood when Quinn and Jack preferred to play together without Luke, because the youngest was still too small to keep up. Luke expressed his indignation by trying to beat them at their own game and in turn excluding his brothers from his games. Not that it bothered them much not to be allowed to play with Luke's building blocks.

Petey also tries to express his anger by punishing the other person with the same behavior.

"Well, it's not so nice when you're ignored, huh?" There's a hint of self-satisfaction in Petey's voice.

Quinn grunts in agreement, as long as the Swede stops sulking.

Petey turns around. "Okay, then let's get ready so we can finally have breakfast. I have to tell Boeser and Millsy that you think I'm hotter, Cap."

"Hey, I never said that!" Quinn protests, but the corners of his mouth twitch amused. "Besides, I really don't need there to be rumors on social media again just because you and Millsy have to publicly bicker."

¹ Shut up

² Nice try

[captain-bubble-wrap]

NOT WHAT I NEEDED TO SEE BEFORE WORK. Baby, how are your lips not split open with how often you lick them!? The air is cold! What product do you use! I need to know!

Hughes at Blues | Quinn Hughes

[luvoooenha]

who is isa?

hihi! here's a little about me!

im Isabella (isa), twenty-two years old! (bday may 26 2002)

she/her (korean-american)

I looooooveeeee enhypen! this is going to be my safe space for my ff's or uploaded stuff on wattpad. i also want to write about wes Bennet and Charlie (mr. nothing) iykyk 🫣

guys this is me like a month later... I want macklin celebrini, will smith, Luke hughes, Quinn Hughes, and jack hughes. im going to choke if I dont have them (4.26)

I am veyrveryvery new at this... so please spare me 😓. I just love writing and ready for fun!!! I would love to be friends with everyone, and I am always available to talk (heh... actually not all the time bc I have practice, but you get the point)

myy c.ai , i mighttt link my ig soon... but idk... heh.

[toasttt11]

Ophelia and the Hughes family!!!!! I love them I love them I love them🫶🏻 cannot wait for their relationships to develop. I feel like jack is gonna introduce her to people when they all show up like ‘hi yes this is Ophelia she’s a little shy but she’s great you’re gonna love her! Oh and also she plays great hockey tell them Ophelia tell them!!’ And just give her so many opportunities to make more friends and stuff while Quinn is in the background being like ‘jack ffs you’re gonna overwhelm her with people!!’ And poor Luke just stuck in the middle chatting with a very wide eyed Ophelia

-🎧

i’m so glad!! me too i can’t wait to write it!! jack will definitely be so happy to introduce her to the boys especially trevor and cole first and he will be rambling and she’s like uhhhhhh and looking at quinn for help and luke’s just there munching on some snacks! jack definitely wants to get ophelia as many friends as possible

[at1nys-blog]

My knowledge about hockey’s players consists of:

Roberto Luongo (former goalie of the Vancouver Canucks) because of a tiktok video on their official page

Quinn, Jack and and Luke Hughes (Vancouver Canucks the first and New Jersey Devils the other two) because of a ff with hockey men and f1 men

Elias Petterson (VC) because he is bestie with Quinn

Trevor Grezas(Ducks) because he is bestie with Jack

Whatever his name is Demko (VC) because I saw them play for the first time last week and man what a goalie he is

Blueger (VC) had to check how his name was spelled lol. Know he is part of the team because he scored the first goal vs the Seattle Kraken last week

J. T. Miller (VC) I know he is part of the team because I did my research and his name just stuck with me

Bo Horvat (VC) same as Miller…

Andrei Kuzmenko (VC) saw a picture where he was next to Qinn once

I know there is a Nico something in NJD but I forgot his last name sorry

And look how 99% of them are from the Vancouver Canucks only. By the way I am still learning names and their positions in the team, I basically just started following actively the game and Canucks in particular.

[errygarcha]

What if he doesn’t want to marry me?

An indulgent, whimsical Quinn Hughes fanfiction, where a drunk bachelorette wonders if her adoring fiancee doesn’t want to marry her.

Erica knew that Quinn loved her. He told her nearly every morning after all, which one would assume it made it hard to forget. Everyone who knew Erica and Quinn knew about the deep, mutual, exclusive admiration they held each other in. Which made it strange, how Erica was currently on the floor of an Orlando pub bathroom, in tears. After all, what type of bachelorette didn't have a mental breakdown over whether or not her fiancee and significant other of five years loved her in the week prior to her wedding?

“But what if he doesn't love me? What if he regrets proposing to me? What if something happens, what if we have to cancel the wedding?” Erica wailed, while kneeling next to the sink. Beside her were two of her bridesmaids, Anna and Gabby. Gabby, being the only one of the trio to maintain her sobriety throughout the night, acted as the voice of reason. “That man loves you so much. If anything, HE should be the one worried that you will cancel the wedding!” Gabby said, grabbing some napkins from the dispenser by the sink

“FOR REAL” Anna all but shouted. “Actually, we should facetime him, so he can know that you're too hot to marry him and YOu are calling off the wedding before he can!” Anna exclaimed triumphantly, proud of her point. Erica sat there blankly, drunkenly processing Anna’s point. While Erica’s reaction was delayed due to her stupor, Gabby’s certainly was not. “Anna, that is not what Erica was saying” Gabby said with a laugh, finding humor in the antics. However, Gabby was now not by the sink, but in a bathroom stall. Gabby did not see Anna pulling Erica’s phone out of her purse, holding it up to her face to unlock it. Before Gabby had any idea what the girls were up to, Quinn had already picked up the call.

Quinn Hughes was never the type to make comments or try to control his girlfriends actions. Maybe that's why Erica and Quinn worked so well together. They both held each other in such a high regard, placing so much trust in the other, that there never was an inkling of insecurity or doubt. However, Quinn was not going to lie. When Erica had told him of her bachelorette party plans in Orlando, he was worried. Not that he was scared she was going to cheat on him or anything, he knew how serious Erica was in their relationship. But he also knew Erica’s friends, and the predicaments they seemed to find themselves in after they dabbled in a bar or too.

Needless to say, when he answered his phone, he was not surprised to see Anna’s face instead of his dear Erica’s. “Hi Quinnnnn!” Anna slurred. “Hello Anna,” Quinn replied. “How are you?” he asked. “I’M perfectly perfect and fine,” Anna happily shared. “Erica doesn’t want you to break up with her ever, so she is going to break up with you first.” Anna shared, before promptly hanging up the call. 

“Done!” She said, with a self gratified smile. Miss girl had no idea what she did, but she was more than happy to simply be involved. 

The silence of the bathroom was short lived as Gabby’s phone began to ring. Now, she was out of the stall and washing her hands. Taking care of her two drunk friends was much like having toddlers to tend to. After a few seconds, when her hands were washed and dried, Gabby answered the phone, unsurprised to hear Quinnn’s voice on the other end. 

“Hey, Gabby’” Quinn leads “Oh my god, Quinn” Gabby breathes out, the two exchange a relieved, awkward chuckle. “Not meaning to steal bachelorette time, but what are you guys up to?” Quinn felt, for lack of a better term, douchey. After all, what kind of guy calls his fiance's bridesmaids on a bachelorette trip? A douchey, clingy one. “More like what are you guys down too, Erica and Anna are on the floor in this bar’s bathroom.” “Can I talk to her” Quinn asked. Truth be told, he did miss his intended. In a few short weeks, they are meant to walk down the aisle, become one, and all that jazz. It is very natural that he had a few questions about any declaration of these plans being altered. 

“Erica, I have Quinn on the phone, he wants to talk to you” Gabby said, while crouching down next to Erica on the floor. The duo became a trio, and all three women were now on the bathroom floor. “Oh no, what if he doesn’t like me, what if he's calling me to say he doesn’t like me anymore…” Erica slurred together, but she did manage to grab Gabby’s phone from her outstretched arm.n

“Baby, are you there?” Quinn asked gently, his words slightly terse, but his tone full of love. “QUINNIE” Erica yelped, “I’m here” she replied, while closing her eyes and leaning against the cool tiled wall of the bathroom. You’re NOT going to throw up, you’re NOT going to throw up. The mantra echoed against the walls of Erica’s head.

“How are you doing, darling?” Quinn inquired. All he wanted was his fiancee with him, so he could make sure she was safe. And the other girls too, lord knows what Erica and her bridesmaids have gotten up to in Florida. “I am good, my love, what are you?” she naturally replied. Of course, she meant how are you, or maybe ‘what are you up to’. But Quinn was grateful to hear her voice. 

“I’ve been good. So I am going out on a limb here and saying that the wedding is still on?” Comedic lilt gilded his words. Quinn wasn’t sure he’d ever master how to talk to drunk girls on bathroom floors. That craft was better left to the masters, the other drunk girls on bathroom floors. God, where they wonder to behold. 

“Only if you want, like I don’t want you to be unhappappappy” Erica rambled, before coming to a slightly percussive end. “My love, why would I not want to marry you?” Quinn asked. He was curious about her response. Erica usually presented herself as confident, and usually was very self assured. “Well I don’t know, I’m very loud I don’t want you to feel like you’re marrying me out of duty or I don’t know” Erica replied. Well that certainly did not bring Quinn any clarity. 

“Babygirl, I have never been more sure of anything in my entire life. You are the only person in the world who I have shared every part of my physical, mental, and emotional being. You are the most beautiful, intelligent, unique and wonderful woman I have ever known. I would do anything for you, I am prepared to lay down my life for you. Erica Marie Connors, you are my life. I can’t wait for you to be Mrs. Hughes. I would do it right now if I could.”

Wow. Even in her drunken state, Erica was dazed with Quinn's profession. So dazed. So dizzyingly, subliminally, twirling dazed. The next sound Quinn heard was retching, a yelp, and a wail. After a few moments, he heard the third voice of the evening on the other end of the phone. “She’ll see you at the altar, Quinnie baby”

And just like Anna did earlier that night, she hung right up on the hockey player, without a second thought. 

Quinn couldn’t wait to stop wishing for his girlfriend. He wanted his wife.

[eminems-skittles]

my inner monologue everytime i see people saying quinn should be traded to nj to be with his brothers: he’s fine y’all, don’t call paw patrol. he is fine!!

[victorianpuckbunny]

Y/n and the (sp)ice boys🏒

[georgieeebennett]

Close your eyes 23

Summary: Kurt Hummel is the crown prince of the European  country Denmark. He  has a bad relationship with his father and when  Kurt crossed yet another line his father decides to get his son out of  the public eye for a  little while and he sends him to America for a  year. Also on: FF/AO3 Previous chapters

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"Ready for your first day of school Blaine?" Mister Fabray, Philip, asked Blaine at breakfast. "Yes, I actually am. I had a friend back in America who was Danish and he learned me the language a little bit already". "You will be going to the best public school of the city. The stepson of the king goes there." Philip said. Blaine nodded and tied his shoes. "Really? Do you know him?" Blaine asked. He was curious. The royal family is a big item here. "No I don't know him personally. But Quinn does. They are in the show choir together" mister Fabray said.

"Oh look at you Blaine. You look handsome" miss Fabray said now entering the kitchen as well. She was called Mary. Blaine smiled at that. "Thank you Mary" he picked up the blazer he was going to wear. "I used to go to a private uniform school. I'm one with my blazers" Blaine said. Quinn then ran from the stairs. "We have to go Blaine. Bye mom, dad. See you later" she took Blaine's hand and pulled him with her outside.  She went to her garage and took her bike. "You can take my brother's bike. I don't know if the tubes are okay, but it's a 5 minute ride so. It doesn't matter." She said. Blaine took the bike confused. "You don't drive?" He asked. "I have no driver's license." She said. "I have one" Blaine said. She nodded. "Good for you. Now get on that bike and follow me. I can't be late for Glee" Blaine had to quickly get on the bike to be able to follow her.

"About Glee. Would you mind if I also joined the club?" He asked. She shook her head. "Absolutely not. We still need a 12th member." That was nice to know. The way to school was actually as short as Quinn told him. They placed their bikes away and hurried themselves inside. "You'll have to go to the principal alone later. I have no time now" she said. Blaine nodded and followed her to the choir room. Quinn walked up to the teacher. She started talking in Danish. "Miss Simonson, this is Blaine. He's an American exchange student and he wants to join the choir. Is that okay?" she asked. Blaine only understood half of what they were saying. The teacher looked at Blaine and nodded. "It's fine, but he has to sing something first". Quinn turned to Blaine to translate again. "You have to sing something. Is that okay?" She asked in english now. "Yeah." He said. He went to the pianist and explained in his best Danish that he wanted him to play raise your glass.

"No Rachel. I'm not going to dress up as a slave from Les Miserable. I want to be Hugh Jackman" Finn said to Rachel entering the choir room. "I'm just saying that you would look great in everything." She said going to where the chairs were. "Finn. There is a new guy here" Puck said to his best friend when Finn sat down. Finn looked around but didn't see anybody. "There at the front. He stays at Quinn's place and is from America" Puck explained, Finn looked to where the guy was talking to the pianist. "Rachel. Do you think the same thing?" Finn asked. They nodded and both ran towards the guy. "Blaine" they said sandwich hugging him. "Omg guys" Blaine said hugging Rachel who was hugging his front. They let go of him and Finn smiled. "Does Kurt know about this?" Finn asked. Blaine nodded. "Yeah and he isn't really happy about it. Kurt's a worrier, he's concerned that I won't be able to do what I had planned out before because of it. But, that's not my problem right?" Blaine said. Rachel smiled. "Finally someone in this club with the same talents as me" she said. Rachel hasn't changed too much.

The teacher clapped in her hands to start the class, she started talking in danish and Blaine tried to understand it. "We have a new possible member. Let's hear it for Blaine" he said. Finn and rachel went back to their chairs.

"Hello people I'm Blaine. I'm an American Exchange student. I'm going to sing a song that I used to sing on a competition" he tried to say in Danish. He then shook his head. "That was horrible" he said before nodding at the band they started to play the song and Blaine sung it like he's used to.

"I guess we have our 12th member for nationals" Miss Simonson said, Blaine can't deny being happy about that.

After class Blain felt kind of strange on school, he was okay in Glee club and at his host family's house. But here, in the hallways. He knows nobody. So Blaine just kind of walked around to his classes. It was in his last class of the morning when a guy came to say hi to him. "Hi. You're sitting here all alone. I'm James" the guy said. Blaine couldn't deny that the was good looking. Blaine nodded. "My danish is not good" Blaine said a bit apologetic. James smiled. "You're lucky that my english is good" "I'm Blaine Anderson" "I asume it's your first day here right. Will you lunch with me?" He asked. Blaine smiled and nodded. "Yes I got here this weekend. And thank you that's kind of you" Blaine picked up his bag and followed the kind stranger. "That's who I am" James said.

The 2 of them went to the cafeteria. "The food isn't that good here. But, don't eat the pizza for 2 weeks straight. It sounds tempting. But don't do it." He said. Blaine shook his head. "I'm used to food like this." Blaine said. Taking a salad and paying for his food. James led him to a table for them to sit at. "How did you end up in Denmark?" James asked. Blaine shrugged. "I met a guy in America and he was from Denmark and just him talking about it made me want to do the same as he did. Just go to another country for a year and have an adventure." Blaine could be an actor if he wanted to be one. "That's adventurous of you Blaine Anderson" James said. Blaine just smiled at that.

Blaine was just going to ask James what his favorite artist is when Finn and Rachel sat down next to him. "Blaine. Hi" Rachel said shooting James a cold look. "Hey guys" he said. "Blaine, mate. Who is your friend?" Finn asked. Blaine looked between Finn and James. It looks as if they do know each other "Well, he's not my friend. I just met him actually. This is James." Blaine said. Rachel nodded. "I know, Blainey. I know we weren't really able to talk to you this morning. But. Till your Danish is a bit better and you have friends inside the glee club. You can always walk and eat with us" Rachel then said taking his hand. Blaine nodded and smiled. "Thank you Rachel. But I don't wanna feel like the 3th wheel in you guys's relationship" He said. Rachel shook her head. "Oh no. You won't be Blaine. Everything for a good friend right?" She said. James looked between the 3 people and took his tray. He clearly wasn't welcome there. "I guess I see you in advanced chemistry Blaine" James said before walking away. "What was that about? I was making a friend" Blaine said. Rachel sighed

"Last year in November when Kurt was in America there was a day in this school that a few guys decided to share with the world how they thought about the monocracy. They stole in every classroom the portrets of my mother and Kurt's father. They brought them all to the playground where they made a mountain of them. There were about 30 guys. Teachers couldn't do a thing about it. They took the national flag down and they had a life sized puppet where they taped a picture of Kurt on. They put the flag around the puppet's shoulders as cape and lit the stack. One of those guys was James. He was actually one of the leaders. Burt held us home for a month after that happened. It wasn't even sure if we would ever be able to come back. All the guys got arrested and it's put on their criminal record. What they did is a serious crime. They still have detention and will continue to have until the end of the year. Because of what they did it's not possible to get in any university in Denmark. You don't wanna befriend people like that" Finn said. Blaine looked shocked, he was just talking with someone that hated his boyfriend that much. "Does Kurt knows this?" He then asked. Finn shook his head. "And you won't tell him" Rachel was stern now, this was a very sensitive subject for them.

"Are you coming over tonight?" Finn asked. Blaine shrugged. "I'll have to go home with Quinn. So I don't know" Blaine said. "Ask her if she comes with us. Kurt is going to be happy to see you. He won't have much time because his father returns today." Rachel said. Blaine nodded just then Quinn sat down in front of Blaine. "I swear. One day I'm gonna go crazy with all these nerds in the glee club. Okay. They can sing but I really do not care about their advanced algebra" No one responded, Rachel spoke up. "Quinn, do you wanna come over today?". Quinn looked confused at me and then at Finn and Rachel. "Are you also going Blaine?" Blaine tried to nod a bit casually, trying not to give away how much he actually wanted to go. "Yeah sure"  she then said. "So Blaine. How was your first morning?" Quinn wasn't much impressed with the invitation. Blaine shook his head. "Didn't go too well" Blaine admitted. "He almost befriended James Petersen" r-Rachel said. Quinn laughed with that story. "Awwtch and that for someone who forced me to come to the airport yesterday because the crown prince landed" Quinn couldn't help teasing her new friend. Blaine just rolled his eyes.

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"Blaine, Finally! We were waiting on you" Finn said when Blaine arrived at Quinn's locker. "I had to explain in that I had already seen everything in Dalton to my advanced Chemistry teacher in Danish. I tried english but she didn't take it. So she let me struggle for 5 minutes. I don't like her" Blaine said. "Poor you. I'm sure Kurt will teach you in no time." Finn said, a bit teasing as well. Blaine acted as if he didn't notice and nodded. "With his 12 languages. Gonna have to ask him how he does it" Blaine said walking outside and following Quinn to the bike stalling again.

"Follow me Blaine. I know how we get inside" Quinn drove through the center and stopped at a little gate. She took her phone and quickly tapped away. Half a minute later Finn was there to open the gate for them. They placed their bikes inside the walls and went inside via the staff entrance.

"Would you like something to drink? Or eat. I think Maria baked cookies. I hope there are some left." Finn said. "Some water is okay" Quinn said. Blaine nodded. "Same here." Finn nodded and he then walked to what Blaine supposes is the kitchen. "So you are finally gonna see your lover " Quinn said. Blaine looked fake confused, he felt a bit caught in the same moment. "Who?" He asked. Once again, he could still become an actor. "Prince Hummel of course" she said. Blaine rolled his eyes. "Kurt and I are just best friends. That's it." Blaine explained. Finn was already walking next to them again. "So I was thinking that we could order in some pizza or so and yeah watch some movie. Homework is optional." Finn said. They nodded. "Sounds all right" They entered Finn's television room and took some pillows to sit down on the couch and floor. Rachel also entered.

"Hi guys. I had to stop at my house to pick up some stuff first." She said. "Blaine. Kurt is going to his teacher first and then he'll be here in about 20 minutes or so." Rachel said. "He also asked me to give you a kiss but. I mean. He pecked me but, I'm sure you guys kiss different" she said. Blaine shook his head. "No. We don't. We don't because we aren't a couple and by the way. Why don't you kiss me? You wanna be an actress right? I kissed tons of girls during plays" Blaine said. Rachel rolled her eyes. "In your dreams" she then said sitting down. Blaine nodded and winked.

"So 2 pepperoni pizzas and 1 ham." Finn repeated. "Yes, at the staff exit. Just press the bell next to the door and I'll answer it" Finn explained to the company. Rachel was making some geometry homework and Quinn was studying her Spanish. Blaine got bored so he started reading his economy book which is in Danish. Writing down the words if he finds the translation. If he wants to understand and speak Danish, he'll have to learn it. "Yes. Thank you" Finn finished the call, he clearly didn't want to study so he put on some music. "Finn!" Rachel was stern, Finn nodded and turned it down a little. He then stood up and went out the room. Nobody payed attention and Blaine went on with searching words. Half a minute later he returned with his laptop.

Rachel started talking to him in Danish and it was because of the big noise coming for the 2 of them next to him that he never heard Kurt enter the room till he was sitting next to him. "That translation isn't correct Blaine." Kurt said. Blaine looked up and smiled at his boyfriend. "Kurt, hi" he said sitting up and hugging him. "I hadn't expected you here Mister" Kurt said not immediately letting go of Blaine. "I am here, you don't like it?" Kurt just laughed at that, playfully slapping Blaine's chest and taking some distance. Kurt then looked through the room and saw the blonde girl sitting. "Hi I'm Kurt" She looked up and smiled. "I know. I'm Quinn" she said half smiling not really honest smiling. Kurt felt that she wasn't really at ease. "Okay" Kurt took the notepad from Blaine and corrected the translations. "You got the verbs wrong. It's actually not that hard. You just take to be, at være, and go like this." Kurt said writing it down. Blaine nodded.

"Can you teach me?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded. "Yeah. Of course. You know what's a good way to learn it rake you english textbook and learn the danish words that way." Kurt said. Blaine nodded. "What would I do without you right?" Blaine said. Kurt just smiled, he'd respond differently if they would've been alone. "So, are we watching a movie or?" Kurt asked. Finn nodded. "Yeah. I found Elizabeth on Netflix. Because we never want you to become like that. I know you were planning on dear brother" Finn said connecting his laptop with the big movie screen. "I wasn't planning on doing that" Kurt said sitting down on the couch. "You told me at sectionals" Finn said. Kurt nodded. "Yes? But. That was like 2 weeks after Chandler and I broke up. I was emotional." Kurt said.

Blaine sat down next to Kurt with his textbook and notepad in his lap. Quinn just stayed on her place on the ground. Because Finn and Rachel shared a big bean back. Both Blaine and Kurt could lay down on the lounge part. Sitting close but not too close. Blaine was still trying to read the textbook. "Blaine I can always translate it and give you the translated version if you want that. But stop reading now. It's actually a good movie" Kurt said. Blaine nodded and closed his book."Do you have so much time left?" Quinn asked. Kurt nodded. "Yes, on the moment I do. I graduated high school actually in November via an exam. Then in December and January I had entrance exams for Universities. Because I want to do them online. Those are harder. I passed that and the last few months were just to pass my time. Now I have to wait till September until the classes start. So June will be a busy month but July and August will be quite calm" Kurt explained. Quinn was actually interested nodded. "How can it be calm if you are a king?" she asked. Kurt shrugged. "I mean. I know I don't have to do a lot. I have to talk to people and so but It's not like I have to do heavy work. Besides. I'm literally born in this castle. I know how to be a king." Kurt said.

"You're probably born in  the hospital." Rachel said. Kurt shook his head. "No. My mom was too stubborn to give in to the fact that she was having a lot of contractions so she shut my father out. It was only when she was actually giving labor that she allowed help. A maid who worked here used to be a mifwife, she helped my mom giving birth. That maid was my favorite. She retired a few years ago." Kurt said. Quinn sighed. "I'm having a post traumatic disorder" she said. Kurt and Blaine both looked confused. "You helped someone giving birth?" Blaine asked. Quinn shook her head. "I gave birth" The 2 boys were a bit shocked "You were a cheerleader at the beginning of the year?" Kurt asked. She nodded but looked confused. "How do you know prince?" She asked. Kurt smiled. "Every year I go personally to you guy's school to buy the yearbook so I can laugh with Finn and show it to my dad and Carole. Because Finn is too ashamed to show the pictures" Kurt was a bit ashamed to admit that. "Are you serious Kurt?" Finn asked. Kurt nodded. "It's worth the annual trip. This year I hopped in 3th of January. You guys's principal is pretty nice actually" Kurt said sneaking his arm behind Blaine's back.

The movie was half an hour playing when someone alarmed both Kurt and Finn that Burt had arrived. "I'm going to pass." Finn said taking another piece of Pizza. Kurt shook his head and stood up. "This is my cue I guess. Bye everyone. It was nice to have known you" Kurt said. Blaine looked at Kurt. "When will you be free to teach me some Danish?" Blaine asked. Kurt looked away for a second of two he was probably checking his agenda that he kept inside of his head. "Tomorrow, 1 floor higher and 30 minutes later than I ran into Rachel. Actually. I'll text you when I'm free. You know the way right?" Kurt asked. Blaine nodded. "Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow" Blaine said standing up to hug Kurt goodbye.

"Actually, before i go can I talk to you for 5 seconds first. I need to tell you something" Kurt said pushing Blaine outside of the room with him and walking around the corner before kissing him. "You just wanted to kiss me" Blaine said leaning against the wall. Kurt nodded. "Not going to deny that fact. I also wanted to tell you that my and dad and I are going to have the talk I have been waiting on since Chandler proposed to me" Kurt said. Blaine looked confused. "Chandler proposed to you?" Blaine asked a bit confused. Kurt nodded. "When I was 16. But I said no. Don't worry. I talked to my father then and he said that I would never marry a guy. It's then that I turned against him and was a pain in the ass. Anyway. I talked to him about it on new years day and he promised me that we would have a conversation about it" Kurt said. Blaine sighed and kissed Kurt's cheek. His arms loosely around Kurt "I hope you come to an agreement. Now go and meet him. You don't want to get him angry." He said. Kurt smiled and pecked his lips. "You're amazing" Kurt said before running off. Blaine smiled at the figure disappearing. He might be in love with Kurt and it's going to be hard to stop him from doing so.

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