AN: Drabbles about grownup Artie and Tina. They will be posted sporadically. Enjoy!
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Thanks muchly to the loverly Expecting Rain who explained to me that there is, actually, a difference between Fiance and Fiancee. Haha. Thanks dearest!
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
"Hey. Fiancee." The whisper is accompanied by a rough nudge to the shoulder. Tina would like nothing more than to ignore it; she is exhausted after what they've just done, and she just wants to sleep. It is, after all, well past one in the morning and they both have to be up to get ready for work in less than five hours.
"Mmh?" she grunts instead, rolling over to lay on his shoulder.
"Hey, remember the first time you wore lingerie for me?"
Tina groans, burying her face in his shoulder. "You're so romantic, Abrams. Jeez."
Artie chuckles and closes his eyes sleepily. "Do you still have that one?" he asks idly.
Tina nods against his arm. "Yeah. I just haven't worn it recently. You seem to like the blue and black one better. The one with all the ruffles."
Artie makes a sound of appreciation nd Tina smiles.
"See?" she teases, making herself comfortable on his chest.
"You look nice in all of them," he says, kissing the top of her head.
"Jesus, Abrams," Tina yawns. "I only have three."
He smiles. "Including the one I—?"
"No. That one fits weirdly now. I don't count it."
Artie's smile grows smug. "Hey Fiancee?"
Tina grins into his chest. "What?"
"I love you."
She bites her lip. She's been hearing that same statement for about eight or so years now. It doesn't get old. "Love you too, Artie," she says quietly, closing her eyes and settling in to sleep. "Love you too."