Letters

Quinn tapped the pen insistently on the desk, struggling to find just the right words to write her girlfriend of eight months, who was currently studying in New York.

"I don't understand" Quinn stated "why bother with writting letters, we can text, call, skype, and send emails"

"Think about the romantic aspect of it" Rachel smiled as she entwined their fingers, bring them up to rest below her collarbone. "just imagine, me, coming home from a long day at NYADA, tired, maybe a bit sad because I'm lonely without you their to hold me.

"And then what's this I see!" she gestured, throwing their hands in the air "a letter on the coffee table from my sweet, darling girlfriend"

"I can see the words she carefully wrote down, the places where she pressed hard with the pen, smugged the ink a little bit and maybe catch a hint of your perfume!" She brought Quinns hands down to her mouth and placed soft, butterfly kisses on the knuckles

"sure we'd still skype and text constantly, but this would be different, this would be our souls on paper, what we say when it's just the two of us late at night… on paper"

Quinn looked down, fighting a smile as she looked into her girlfriends hopeful eyes

"you're not going to be lonely Rach" She pressed their foreheads together, untangling their hands and wrapping them around Rachels waist "you'll have Kurt"

"that's not the same and you know it" Rachel huffed, curling her arms around Quinns neck "please?"

and how was Quinn suppose to say no to that?

"You had me at the romantic aspect"

scrunching up her latest attempt, Quinn huffed in frustration, it just wasn't coming out right! she pulled out another piece of paper and wrote

Dear Rachel

No

To my dearest Rachel

Distance is

No, that just sounds silly!

To my dearest rachel

Distance is

Growling in frustration. she scribbled all over the now useless paper and let it fly of the desk, joining the rest of her failed attempts.

I swear, writing my essay was easier than this!

Turning around in her chair, Quinn glared at the floor, more specifically, the papers were littering it.

Oh how they taunted her, mocking her inability to write rachel a single letter.

Hold on

A small smile grew on Quinns face as a brilliant plan unfolded in her mind.

Gathering all the unforgotten papers on the floor, she straightened them out, folded them neatly and stole some of her roommates yellow tissue paper, wrapping up all the letters she pressed down as hard as she could to flatten it down.

grabbing a marker she wrote a simple

I love you

on the tissue paper, placing a single gold star next to it.

being careful to

Just because she couldn't find the right words, didn't mean Rachel wouldn't see the romantic aspect.