This is my first Glee fanfic. I've done a few pertaining to Numb3rs and a couple of other shows, but this fandom is new to me when it comes to writing. I'm a HUGE Wemma fan and was inspired by several fics in the Bones universe to write this for them.
Each of the chapters is based on a letter of the alphabet, and I'm going to need the help of the readers to complete it. I've done A, and I've got some ideas for some other letters, but I'd love to have suggestions to help with the creativity. Suggestions can be made in the form of a single word, a phrase, or a sentence. I'll always credit the person who gave me the idea, so even if you leave an anonymous review, please give me an initial or fake name to give thanks to. Chapters will not be chronological, but rather a broad view of Will and Emma's relationship from the beginning and onward. There may even be some AU stuff included.
Enjoy! Read and review if you are able!
A: Alphabits
Emma Pillsbury had thought she knew most of Will Schuester's quirks, having known and been friends with him for a few years. He had a strong devotion to his students, especially those who decided to pursue music, but cared for the wellbeing of every student in the school. He ate his Boston Cream donuts by scraping the chocolate off, swiping the filling with a finger, and then devouring the pastry last. Will had different smiles for every occasion: special ones for the Glee kids, a proud parental one for when Finn accomplished something he'd originally been unable to, and, as she'd recently discovered, one reserved just for her.
After his separation from Terri (and the kiss shared in the school hallway), Emma moved Will into her spare bedroom. The two of them had a mutual understanding that nothing could or would be done until the divorce papers were signed by a judge. Neither wanted Terri to attempt an infidelity accusation in order to get back at Will, who had asked his lawyer not to use the fake pregnancy on the papers unless absolutely necessary. Emma had never had a roommate before, but she found Will a very easy person to work with. He understood her limitations with her mysophobia and worked very hard to keep her small, cozy house up to her standards of cleanliness.
Grocery shopping was at first done solely by Emma, with Will accompanying her to see exactly what she purchased. He quickly adapted to using rice milk rather than dairy, buttery spreads and soy margarine as opposed to the real thing, and red meat only if eating out or driving through the McDonald's drive-thru. Emma cooked every meal at home, a stark difference between her and Terri that Will was overjoyed to experience. She often shooed him out of the kitchen and left him to sit in the living room grading papers while inhaling the wonderful smells coming out of the other room. Will would come back from his early morning run to find a jug of freshly squeezed orange juice waiting in the fridge, and the smell of Emma's shampoo and bodywash coming out of the recently empty bathroom.
It was on the weekends that Emma made new discoveries about Will at home. He would always wake up first and move around the kitchen quietly, so as not to wake her. When Emma did emerge from her bedroom, she would find a hot pot of coffee, a bit of fresh fruit salad, and Will eating whatever cereal she had on hand while watching traditional Saturday morning cartoons on her television. Emma would join him in eating breakfast, and then clean the kitchen while Will dragged out Spanish quizzes or papers to mark. The rest of the day would be spent in pajamas doing chores for both the house and school, ending with homemade dinner and whatever cheesy movie was airing on any given channel. Sundays were then very much the same, although Will traditionally headed over to his parents' house for dinner while Emma had an evening to herself.
The first weekend after Will offered to do a shopping trip all by himself (albeit equipped with a detailed list from his roommate) was when Emma discovered something truly monumental about him.
Will had a secret love for children's cereal.
Emma entered the living room with her mug of coffee and bowl of fruit and found herself pausing in the doorway. She gazed at the couch in amusement as Will poked around in his cereal bowl with his spoon, an intense look of concentration on his face.
"Will, what are you doing?" Emma asked, moving over to sit beside him.
"Gah!" Will narrowly managed to avoid dropping the spoon into the bowl of cereal, a move that would cause rice milk to splash onto the pristine carpet. "You scared me!"
"Will, are those Alphabits?" Emma giggled as she peered into his cereal bowl.
"What's it to you?" He winked at her.
"Oh nothing," Emma said nonchalantly. "Isn't that cereal meant for children?"
"I've always loved them, but I haven't had the chance to buy them until last night," Will explained. "It's fun to see what strange words appear when you pour in the milk."
"And what do you see this morning?" Emma inquired, sipping from her mug of coffee while craning her neck to look into his bowl.
The next ten minutes was spent with the both of them identifying any and all words that appeared in Will's cereal. Will had Emma almost choking on her drink in laughter as he made up the strangest words possible, and at a few points brought a light pink blush to her cheeks when pointing out things in Spanish.
"My mom always used to write a message to me in Alphabits every morning before school," Will said once most of the breakfast food had been consumed. He was lounging against the back of the couch with Emma resting her head on his arm. The TV was playing classic Looney Tunes, but neither paid much attention to Bugs' antics.
"Such as?"
"She'd tell me to have a great day, or that I'd do well on a test," Will told her, "but most mornings, Mom would just leave a cereal note that said she loved me."
"That's really sweet," Emma commented. "My mother would always write little notes and put them in our bagged lunches to take to school."
"Wouldn't it be wonderful to be kids again?" Will sighed wistfully, his arm dropping down to encircle Emma's shoulders. "No real worries, never having to pay bills or cook every meal…"
Will felt Emma's body stiffen and he immediately tensed up as well, pulling her closer to his body. "God, I'm sorry Em," Will breathed. "I completely forgot—"
"It's okay Will," Emma assured him, secretly relishing in the feel of his warm, hard body against hers. "I've always wondered what my life would be like if my brother hadn't pushed me into that runoff, but that's never going to happen."
Will simply held Emma tightly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and then turning his full attention on the cartoons playing in front of them.
***
When Monday morning rolled around, Will emerged from his morning shower to find Emma already gone from the house. She had early meetings with students before school began, and had told him the night before that she would see him at lunchtime. After dressing and gathering the necessary things from the guest bedroom, Will headed for the kitchen to grab the lunch that Emma always left in the fridge for him.
On his way out of the house, Will spotted something waiting on a paper towel on the kitchen table, causing him to stop in his tracks. He walked over to the table and found his heart swell at what he saw.
You are wonderful. Have a great day.
Well folks, there you are. I generally hate these end-of-chapter notes, but since this is the first chapter, I figured I might as well break my own rule. I'm kind of unsure of the note Emma left for him in cereal, but I figure I'll let it slide for now.
Bring on the suggestions! I'll try to post at least once a week, and I'm thankfully on reading break from school in 10 days, so I'll have more to post then.