AN : I'm floored by the amazing Artie/Tina fics and I was starting to feel like a bum, sitting around and not contributing anything to the fandom. Even if it's nothing compared to the fics you'll find in my Fave list, here's my take on the friendship/short-lived-but-hopefully-not-coupling that is ArTina. Promptless drabbles.
Disclaimer : Glee belongs to not me.
"So… were you trying to tell us something with your choice of song for the audition? I can't really imagine your boyfriend would be particularly upset to find out his girl likes making out with other girls. At least, I wouldn't mind it."
Tina blinked down at her companion, sitting prim with his hands folded in his lap and bright blue eyes gazing angelically back up at her and she almost doesn't believe that he'd just questioned her sexuality. Or insinuated his tolerance for girl-on-girl action. It's almost endearing, if not for the fact that she really doesn't know this kid (at all) and for all she does know, he's a perv like Jacob Ben Israel.
The way he cracks a smile though, so bright that it's putting Rachel Berry's audition to shame, sort of makes her push away that train of thought. She already regrets putting him in the same category as Jacob.
"Th-th-that's fff-f-for me to know," she manages to whisper between holding back the giggle trying to escape and fixing him with a solid 'Wtf? Did you really just ask me that?' stare as she leans over the back of his wheelchair. She considers not bothering to finish the clichéd phrase but he's still gazing up at her expectantly so she pushes the rest of the words out. "And you to ff-find out."
He gives her a wry smile, adjusts his glasses and then waggles his eyebrows over the frame as she begins to wheel him out, just in time to catch Rachel snipping Mr. Schue for their next rehearsal. This time, she allows the giggle to bubble out of her.