#wevid

(Image Description // Warbler Ship Alignment Chart: Niff is Lawful Good, Wevid is Lawful Neutral, Huntbastian is Lawful Evil, Klaine is Neutral Good, Thad being aro-ace is True Neutral, Thes is Neutral Evil, Thiff is Chaotic Good, Kurtbastian is Chaotic Neutral, and Thadbastian is Chaotic Evil.)

Niff = Nick x Jeff, Wevid = Wes x David, Hunterbastian = Hunter x Sebastian, Klaine = Kurt x Blaine, Thad = Thad, Thes = Thad x Wes, Thiff = Thad x Niff x Jeff, Kurtbastian = Kurt x Sebastian, Thadbastian = Thad x Sebastian

(I'm aware neutral is misspelled in the image)

if you’re taking requests i would love to read the fourth prompt with wevid bc i’ve been in a mood to trauma dump onto wes lately, tysm !! :)

4th prompt: X holding Y while they cry

It didn't include anyone crying, but it's hurt/comfort for sure.

you and i'll be safe and sound

Hurt/Comfort - T - 420 words

So I wrote two versions of this, because I wrote it first as wert, then I reread the prompt and I saw wevid, but it's mostly wes-centric.

In hindsight, Wes should have known this was going to happen sooner or later.

He had been hoping it wouldn't happen with David around.

Which was hard, since he and his boyfriend of three months were still in the phase of not wanting to waste any time without each other.

It had already been a rough day, the entire week if he's being honest.

From his dad warning him that his grades shouldn't drop now that he has a boyfriend, to the stress of midterm exams of this semester, and the way, the 'B-' seemed to stand out, red against the white paper of his history exam, the stress had already messed up his sleep schedule and he was functioning on caffeine.

Needless to say, he had been on edge for a while.

He wanted nothing more than to go to his single dorm (thank God for upperclassmen privileges) and sleep his sadness away.

But as soon as he changed out of his blazer and into some comfortable sweatpants and a hoodie with a graphic comic that is not his, he hears a knocking on the door.

Wes was almost holding together, he was, but something about the sight of his boyfriend wrapped up in a blue sweater holding a plate of cookies sort of made whatever thread he was holding on to for the past hour's tear.

No one can blame him for instantly crumbling into David's arms, who somehow managed to put the plate of biscuits aside before catching his boyfriend.

He wasn't sure what happened afterward, but his subconscious could make out that they have moved to the bed so he was laying on top of his boyfriend, one of the other boy's arms around him, his other hand running through Wes's hair, the motion calming his nerves.

"Do you want to talk about it?" David's voice was warm and laced with concern.

"It's been a rough week." He found himself mumbling, the lack of sleep finally catching up to him. 

"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Wes knew there was no point in avoiding it so he added "sing?".

As David started signing, the sound of his voice successfully relaxing any tension Wes had.

Post Somewhere-only-we-know

Back in Dalton

Dalton Big Bang 2020 Prompt: Wevid friendship with Katherine

“Did you hear about the new tenants?” Mrs. Garcia said to her neighbour Mrs. Thompson as she passed her by on way to work.

“The cute boys renting 4B.” Mrs. Thompson smiled as she locked her apartment door behind her. ”They passed by me as they were hefting their couch earlier. Real polite they were.” she nodded. “Greeted me and everything.”

“But did you know about the girl.”

“Hmm.” Mrs. Garcia enquired as she walked down the stairs and nodded to a neighbour who opened the door for them. “What girl.”

“The girl, Nina.” Mrs. Thompson said following her neighbour out of the apartment building. “There was a girl with them, who was also carrying furniture pieces.”

“Probably a friend.” Mrs. Garcia – Nina said as Mrs. Thompson reached near her. “Got to rush Betty, See you later.”

*

“Have you met the new couple renting 4B?” Mr. Nelson from 6B asked Mr. Clark from 5B. “Well my Maria, you know her.” Mr. Clark sighed, “She made it a mission to meet them.”

“And?” Mr. Nelson looked curious?

“The girl is a dancer and the boyfriend, who was also around, is studying business.”

“Oh.” Mr. Nelson looking intrigued. “It’s good to have some young blood here, liven things up so to speak.”

I definitely don’t own Glee and the Warblers.

“Are you sure we should go with the duet?” Thad asked his fellow councilmen. He took a sip from his coffee cup. The three Warblers were having their weekly council meeting.

Wes nodded, absently toying with his gavel in his hands. “Yes. Kurt’s singing voice is excellent. He will do well.”

“And it’s not like Blaine would sing with anyone else,” David smirked as he flipped through his notes of the latest Warblers meeting.

Wes chuckled and Thad rolled his eyes. “True,” Wes said, “I’ve never seen him so absolutely smitten. Its adorable.”

“I dunno,” Thad said with a hint of exasperation in his voice, “Don’t you think they’re moving too fast?”

David looked up at him, smirk still in place. “You’re just annoyed that you lost that bet with Jeff.”

Thad frowned down at his coffee cup.

David turned another page in his notebook, and his eyes lit up. “Oooh, Wessie, did you draw this?”

Thad made a gagging sound at the term of endearment. Wes blushed and swatted the back of David’s head lightly. “Don’t call me that.”

David ignored him. He held up his notebook facing towards the other two upperclassmen. A beautiful sketch of Pavarotti was on the page. He beamed at Wes. “You drew this, didn’t you? Don’t lie, I know your art style. And besides, you’re the only other person who uses my notebooks.” Wes’ eyes fell to his gavel. “Shut up, David.” He mumbled.

“It looks great, Wes.” Thad said with a smile, “I’m surprised. I didn’t know you were an artist.”

“I’m not…” Wes tried to say, but David rolled his eyes and poked him with his pen. “Yes, you are. Stop it. I don’t get why you’re so conscious about it.”

“You’re the only one who’s ever liked my work, besides Thad,” Wes added, sending Thad a glance and a smile as a silent thank you. “Well that’s because you’ve never actually shown your stuff to anyone else.” David responded. He tapped Wes’ hand with his pen. “You, Wesley Montgomery, are a talented artist, and you’ve got to start believing that.”

Wes smiled at him happily and David held his gaze. They stayed like that for a while until Thad let out a long-suffering sigh. “If you two are going to start making out again–”

“Thad!” Wes exclaimed, blushing furiously.

“I’m just saying, if you want to, then by all means go ahead, I’m not going to stop you–”

“Thad, we’re not–”

“–but give me a chance to leave the room first this time.”

Wes’ hold on the gavel tightened and he looked away, embarrassed.

David threw his hands up in the air. “Come on, man, that was one time, let it go.”

“The image of you two lip locking has been forever burned into my retinas, David. I just don’t want to see a repeat performance.”

Wes dropped his face into his hand. “Let’s call it a day.”

“Mhm, you just really want some, don’t you, Wesley?”