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Mistletoe Kisses, Glee Style
A range of Glee characters sharing kisses under the mistletoe. Will feature different pairings regardless of canon story lines, time line and sexuality. I am willing to take couple requests. Starts with Quinn/Rachel, Kurt/Sam and Brittany/Sebastian.
Quinn Fabray and Rachel Berry
Typically speaking, Jewish girls didn't celebrate Christmas. But then, one Rachel Berry was by no means a typical girl, Jewish or otherwise. Although she was intensely proud of her Jewish heritage, her desire for stardom and applause was much greater. So every Christmas, Rachel would belt out Yule tide songs and carols for anyone who would listen.
On this particular year, her main audience was her fellow teammates from the Glee Club. Only two weeks into the December month and Rachel had already performed eight solos as well as bribing, paying and blackmailing some of her teammates to join her for duets and group numbers. After her seventeenth performance, a duet of 'Fairytale of New York' with a rather reluctant Rory, the Glee Club decided enough was enough.
They met up in the library to discuss the greatly talented but also greatly irritating Rachel Berry.
"She must be stopped," Kurt stated to nods of agreement.
"If I have to hear her sing another song I'm gonna light myself on fire," Puck declared.
"I'm so bored of Christmas songs," Brittany complained.
"If I catch her humming 'jingle bells' one more time then I'm going to go all Lima Heights on her hobbit little ass," Santana threatened.
"Um, guys," Sam said raising his hand. "I think I have an idea." The others looked to him expectantly. "Mistletoe," he announced.
"Mistletoe?" Santana repeated with a sneer. "Unless you're planning to thrust some up Berry's ass or choke her with it then that idea is capital L lame, Trouty Mouth… lame."
"Hear me out," Sam said. "We hang some mistletoe in the performance area of the choir room and next time she tries to sing someone can shut her up by kissing her."
"I nominate Finn," Artie said.
"No, no way," Santana objected. "If Finn kisses her she'll get all dreamy eyed over him again and we'll be treated to her singing soppy unrequited love songs to him from now until Graduation."
"Or worse, Finn kisses Rachel and falls in love with her again and we have to suffer Finchel duet after Finchel duet," Kurt chipped in making them all shudder.
"It has to be someone unexpected," Tina suggested. "To the extent that it shocks Rachel into silence rather than encouraging her to sing more."
"So that rules out Finn," Mike said.
"And Puck," Quinn added. "We don't need a repeat of Puckelberry."
"I guess it could be Kurt," Mercedes said thoughtfully causing the fashionista to glare at her. "Well it would surprise her," Mercedes pointed out shooting him a look of apology.
"Yeah Hummel, with you liking cock it would definitely shock her," Puck said. "Take one for the team, dude." He offered his fist for Kurt to bump but it went ignored.
"Kurt's totally an amazing kisser," Brittany revealed.
"And still gay," Kurt said pointedly. "I've kissed exactly one girl; I'd like to keep it that way. In fact, I'd rather just hear Rachel sing more Christmas songs than have to kiss her."
"Fine, what about you, Rory?" Tina asked the Irishman.
"Actually I'm hoping to save my first kiss for someone special," Rory answered. "And no offence, but Rachel isn't exactly what I had in mind."
"I have no idea what you just said," Santana commented.
"No idea," Brittany agreed.
"Ok, Trouty Mouth, it was your idea, you kiss her," Santana said.
"No, not surprising enough," Puck objected. "One of you chicks should do it."
"Not me," Mercedes and Tina stated at the same time.
"I could do it," Brittany offered.
"Not surprising enough, you're willing to make out with anybody if they just stay still," Mike said. "Santana?"
"Are you trying to insinuate something about my sexuality, Chang?" Santana asked him, crossing her arms over her chest looking angry and defensive. "Because you can't put a label on me."
"Oh, this is ridiculous," Quinn sighed. "I'll do it."
Everybody turned to look at her.
"That could work," Artie mused with a nod while Puck smirked.
Next Glee rehearsal, Mr. Schue treated them all to an overly enthusiastic pep talk. As soon as he finished, Rachel's hand shot in the air.
"Mr. Schuster, fellow Glee Clubbers, I have a special number that I've prepared," Rachel announced already moving to stand in the performance space and lightly pushing Mr. Schue towards an empty chair. "Brad, B flat, please."
"Now," Kurt hissed at Quinn giving her a shove.
"Quinn, what are you doing?" Rachel asked frantically as the pretty blonde invaded her personal space. "I'm about to perform a stunning solo."
"Rachel," Quinn interrupted, her hands gripping the shorter girl's shoulders. "Mistletoe," she stated giving a subtle head gesture upwards.
Confused, Rachel looked up to see the plant hanging above their heads. Before she could say anything else Quinn's lips were upon hers. Startled, Rachel's hands went to Quinn's hips and she practically fell into the Cheerio's arms.
Satisfied that her work was done, Quinn made to pull away but Rachel followed her movement, forcing their mouths back together.
"Mmm," Rachel sighed as Quinn successfully broke the kiss. "Wow," Rachel managed to say before she fainted, making Quinn and the others wince as her body hit the floor with a thud.
"That was hot," Puck commented.
"True that," Artie replied and the two boys shared a high-five.
Kurt Hummel and Sam Evans
"Hey, Kurt, wait up," Sam called out spying Kurt down the other end of the corridor.
Hearing Sam's voice, Kurt paused and patiently waited for him, slipping a notebook into his messenger bag while he waited.
"Do you need help with something?" Kurt asked politely.
"I wanna perform a song in Glee," Sam answered. "A Christmas song," he clarified.
"Ok," Kurt prompted waiting to hear what else he would say as they made their way out of the school building together.
"I was kinda hoping to sing 'Baby, its Cold Outside," Sam told him.
"An excellent song choice," Kurt approved. "But you'll need a duet partner. You could ask Rachel, she'll never turn down the opportunity to sing. Or Mercedes, she could find a way to modernise it and make it sound like an R 'n' B hit. Or Tina, she has a beautiful voice and she rarely gets a chance to show it off."
"Actually, I was thinking maybe we could sing it together," Sam smiled. "You know, make up for that duet we didn't get to do when I first started Glee," he nudged Kurt's shoulder playfully.
"That's a very generous offer, Sam, but you don't have to feel obligated," Kurt said as he looked down at the ground. "Besides, that duet is far too flirty for two boys to sing together. It would make the other guys in Glee feel uncomfortable and if anyone outside of Glee found out they'd make fun of you. You should ask Tina, I suspect your voices would blend really well together."
"Dude, I wanna sing with you," Sam insisted as he casually draped an arm across Kurt's shoulders.
Kurt tensed at the contact. Normally when another teenage boy touched him it resulted in some kind of pain or humiliation. Of course, Sam was different and while Kurt appreciated it he hadn't gotten used to it yet. Sensing eyes on them, Kurt turned his head and realised a few non-friendly football players were watching them. He carefully pushed Sam's arm away.
"That's nice of you to ask, Sam," Kurt replied. "And I'm flattered, truly, but it just isn't a good idea. I'll see you tomorrow."
With a sigh, Sam watched Kurt leave. Heading home himself, he decided to call Quinn and ask her for help. After working on the duet assignment together, he and Quinn had become fast friends. He had even admitted to her that he was gay and she had respectfully promised to keep it secret until he was ready to come out. Well, he was ready now.
Their next Glee Club meeting came two days later. Sam waited for Quinn outside her classroom door and they walked down the hallways together arm-in-arm.
"Are you sure this plan will work?" Sam asked her as they neared the choir room.
"Trust me," Quinn responded with a confident smile.
"Oh look, here come Ken and Barbie," Santana drawled as the two blondes entered the choir room. "The most sickeningly sweet couple since… well, Ken and Barbie."
"Grow up, Santana, we're just friends," Quinn said walking up to Mr. Schue and quietly telling him that Sam and Kurt had a duet prepared.
"Ok, great," Mr. Schue grinned patting Quinn's shoulder as he guided her to a seat. "Sit down everybody, quiet please," he called. "Sam and Kurt have prepared a duet so let's give them a round of applause. The floor is yours, boys."
"What?" Kurt blanched.
"Go on, Kurt, don't be shy," Quinn encouraged and she and Mercedes worked together to force him out of his seat and onto the performance area where a grinning Sam was waiting.
Sam looked excited while Kurt looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car as Brad started to strum out a tune on the piano.
Fingers crossed, Quinn waited with bated breath, hoping Kurt would go along with things and sing. She smiled brightly and barely contained a squeal of delight as he started to sing the duet with Sam.
As the song was coming to a finish, Sam took Kurt's hand and pulled him close so they were gently slow-dancing together. Unnoticed by everyone else, Quinn withdrew a string of mistletoe from her school bag and tiptoed towards the two boys. As they sang the last part of the song, she held the white berried plant above their heads.
Kurt's eyes widened dramatically and their fellow Glee Clubbers watched on in a state of confusion, Mr. Schue included.
Ignoring everybody else in the room, Sam just focused on Kurt, bringing one hand up to cradle his neck as he leaned in to kiss his lips. He kept it chaste at first, granting Kurt the opportunity to pull away if he wanted to. When the other boy didn't move away, Sam grew more confident and placed his other hand at Kurt's waist as he pressed his lips more firmly against Kurt's. Feeling Kurt wrap his arms about his neck, Sam grew bolder still and gently swiped his tongue out. Instantly, Kurt parted his lips, granting access to Sam's tongue. It wasn't perfect and it certainly wasn't private but to Sam, and to Kurt, it was the best Christmas present ever.
Brittany S. Pierce and Sebastian Smythe
The Warblers were seated together in the audience as they watched the New Directions' special Christmas Concert. For the most part, they were there to support Blaine and Kurt because 'once a Warbler, always a Warbler'. They were also there to check out their competition and to simply show support and unity to a fellow Glee Club during the festive season.
As for Sebastian, he was there to admire one member of the New Directions in particular. His friends were mostly watching Blaine and Kurt, as well as Rachel who had no doubt threatened to quit if she wasn't given a starring role in the Christmas Show (which Sebastian thought made little sense considering she as Jewish). Although Sebastian certainly noticed Rachel (she was damn near impossible to not notice) and could easily tell when Kurt's distinctive vocals were given a few brief lyrics in the spotlight, it was Brittany who had him captivated.
There was something magical about the way she danced. Not that the Asian boy couldn't dance. He, like Brittany, was an incredible mover. But Sebastian barely spared him a glance or two. He could only focus on Brittany.
There was a break for an interval and Sebastian stood up to applaud. He then left his seat and headed out of the auditorium and strode confidently back stage.
"Spy!" Rachel yelled pointing at him accusingly.
"Relax, Rachel, he's just here to see me," Blaine said. "Hey, Sebastian, what's up?"
"Actually I was hoping if I could talk to Brittany for a second," Sebastian said even though he had no idea what to say to the girl even if her friends allowed it.
"Sorry, can't talk," Brittany told him. "Rules of the mistletoe," she said and Sebastian hardly had time to be confused before she crushed her lips against his.
He kissed back, trying to work out if he enjoyed it or not, trying to understand the voices in his head and the reactions of his body. Did this kiss mean anything? Was she the one to use tongue first or was it him?
"Merry Christmas, Sebastian Warbler," Brittany said pulling away and turning from him.
"What the hell just happened?" Sebastian asked of no-one in particular.
"Brittany's mistletoe," Mike answered pointing upwards. "She's determined to kiss as many people as possible under it."
"That isn't even mistletoe," Sebastian pointed out. "Those are grapes."
"We know," Tina said. "But she was so excited about the whole things we just didn't have the heart to tell her."
Sebastian shook his head before returning to his seat in the auditorium. For the second half of the show, his attention was still fixated on the fairytale quality of Brittany S. Pierce.