Nat only stopped singing in the background when she realised she could actually sing.
She didn't wanna blame her lack of participation on that, but it was true. After Sectionals, she felt that she had discovered a new part of herself. A special, amazing new part of herself. So, why shouldn't she use it for solos and duets?
"I am very disappointed in you guys." Schue starts.
"I can’t believe you narced on us." Finn glares and Nat nods, "Yeah, what the hell, Rach?"
"Don’t get mad at me for exposing your laziness. I’m tired of carrying all of your weight. Regionals is in a month, guys." Rachel lectures
"I’m just trying to understand what’s going on here. Finn, why did you stop singing?" Shue asks.
Finn shrugs insecurely, "'Cause you started giving all the male leads to Jesse. It kind of shook my confidence, y'know.:
Santana lets out an exasperated sigh, "What difference does it make? Everyone knows that my job here is to look hot."
Nat nods and chuckles, "That is all too true, Fruity. I only stopped singing because I've found my self worth."
"My baby hormones are making me moody." Quinn says, looking at Nat and Santana, who were making weird faces at each other.
"There are so many lyrics." Brittany says blankly.
"Okay. A chain is only as strong as its weakest link. A glee club is about a myriad of voices coming together as one. Alright? This ends now. Which is why your assignment for the week is for each of you to come up with a song that best represents how you see yourself, where you are in your lives right..." Schue's voice faded out as Nat's brain begins to whirl with ideas.
She looks at Quinn and an idea slowly begins to form. A stupid, crazy, probably really, really bad idea. Nat blinks and suddenly, Quinn's eyes were on her. She smirks and winks, knowimg that Quinn would now have an infinitude of suspisions and questions. This was gonna be so much--
"Nat? Nat! Glee's over," Kurt interupts her daydream, "Stop staring at Quinn and come on."
Nat stands up quickly, "I'm not staring!" she hisses quietly, "You're staring!"
Both Mercedes and Kurt laugh, before leading Nat out of the choir room. Kurt smiles, "I am going to kill this assignment. If there’s one thing that I know, it’s my voice. I have exactly the same vocal range as 16th-century castrato Orlando di Lasso. But you know what he didn’t have??"
Both girls shake their heads.
"A song by Miss Whitney Houston in his back pocket." Kurt says excitedly.
Nat has a weird ability. She can sense when dads are around. She knows it stems from her dad leaving her, and the absense of a father left her ultra sensitive to dads and their energy. Burt Hummel radiates dad vibes. That was why Nat was in such a great mood.
"Hey, Kurt." Burt says from behind the group and the trio turns.
"Dad? What are you doing here? Is everything okay?" Kurt asks worriedly.
"No, I’m here to pick up Finn. I got a pair of tickets to the Reds game, and Carol said that Finn’s never been to a major league game. I mean, it’s Cincinnati, so it’s barely the major leagues, but still."
"And why wasn’t I invited?"
Burt laughs, "Are you kidding me? Every time I sit down and watch a game, you start in on the fact that all the players are wearing stirrup pants."
"Because there’s never an excuse for stirrup pants." Kurt mutters, looking annoyed. Nat smiles at Burt, "How are you, Mr Hummel?"
"Nat, it's Burt. You've had enough dinners at my table to call me that." Burt smiles and Nat laughs, feeling happy.
Finn walks up, "Okay, I’m ready."
"Alright, I’ll meet you by the car. This is gonna be so great. It’s gonna be great for Finn, and it means a lot to his mom, too. Hey, I’ll see you at home. I’ll be home around midnight."
Nat gives Finn a hug goodbye, doing the same for Burt. She loves her family... She spot's Quinn standing by her locker and waves good bye to Kurt and Mercedes. She ignores their teasing about her going to see her not girlfriend.
"Fabray," she sings, "I have a proposal for you."
Quinn feels a sense of giddiness when she hears the word proposal, "Go on..."
"Wanna move in with me?" Nat asks with a grin.
"You know how long I've been waiting for you to ask me that?" Quinn sighs with a smile, "Puck's mum hates me and you-- you're just amazing, you know that." She threw her arms around Nat.
Nat felt a buzzing electricity, "Look at us-- all domestic," she sighs, "You're seriously saying yes?"
"Of course, dummy. I would love to move in with you."
Now, in Nat's head, that would have been an amazing slide into a first kiss. They were both happy, both comfortable. But Nat also, has a rule. Always let the other girl make the first move. After a few bad and extremely awkward experiences, Nat had created that rule.
So when Quinn had her arms around her neck and a big smile on her face, Nat found herself she could throw all the rules in the trash for them to rot and die.
That was when an idea struck her, "Fabray, pretend you don't wanna move in with me."
"Wha--"
"Just for melodrama's sake. Say you don't want to." Nat was buzzing with excitment.
Quinn sighs, "Fine. I don't want to move in with you."
Nat gasps, offended, "That's not true, Fabray!"
"You're right, it isn't true." Quinn says monotonely.
"Play along please," Nat whispers, smiling playfully... Quinn rolls her eyes, but goes ahead. Only because she had never seen Nat so goofy before, "Okay, fine," she pits on a dramatic face, "No, I don't want to. You're probably messy and... tricky to deal with?"
"Wow, that actually hurts... you know what, I'm just gonna have to convince you to, Fabray." Nat sighs, leaning against the lockers.
"Convince me to what?"
"To move in with me."
Quinm sighs, looking to Nat, "Can we stop playing for a second?"
"Oh, yeah, sure," Nat smiles, relaxing, "What is it?"
"Can I move in today? I literally have a small suitcase that's already packed." Quinn smiles charmingly.
"Fine, but we're still playing." Nat says, before walking off, "See you at Glee, you heartbreaker." Quinn giggles to herself as Nat leaves. She finds herself staring at where Nat used to be, getting lost in emotion.
Quinn knew one thing: Living with Nat was gonna be once awesome hell of a ride.
And it was.
Nat was standing in front of the Glee Club instead of Rachel at the beginning of the session. It was a strange sight to everyone.
"Nat... what are you doing up there?" Artie asks, feeling slightly concerned.
Nat shrugs, her eyes downcast and overdramatically sad, "I just wanna express my feelings, Art. You see, I've recently been rejected by my rival and I've been up all night... crying."
Quinn laughs. Nat wasn't crying all night. She was having pillow fights and giving tours to Quinn. Nat points an accusing finger at Quinn, "Don't you laugh, you pregnant enchantress! I'm extremely serious about this."
"Really?" Quinn folds her arms, raising an eyebrow, "You're serious?"
"Yes!" Nat steps fowards, "Like a Phoenix, I will rise from the ashes! I will be more powerful and convincing then ever!"
Schue walks in, looking plesantly suprised by Nat taking charge, "Good to see you up here, Nat."
"Thanks, Schue," Nat tugs her leaother jacket on, "Piano Dude, Band, you know what to do."
The Piano Dude nods and the Band move into position. They start playing. Nat sways to the music, trying not to laugh or smile. It's more difficult with Quinn's teasing eyes on her.
"Lying in my bed, I hear the clock tick and think of you. Caught up in circle. Confusion is nothing new. Flashback, warm nights. Almost left behind. Suitcase of memories. Time after" Nat winks at Quinn.
"Sometimes you picture me. I'm walking too far ahead. You're calling to me, I can't hear. What you've said. Then you say, "go slow". And I fall behind. The second hand unwinds" Nat points at Quinn accusingly.
If you're lost you can look and you will find me. Time after time. If you fall, I will catch you, I'll be waiting. Time after time. If you're lost, you can look and you will find me. Time after time. If you fall, I will catch you, I will be waiting. Time after time."
"After my picture fades and darkness has. Turned to gray. Watching through windows. You're wondering if I'm okay
Secrets stolen from deep inside. And the drum beats out of time." Nat turns away dramatically.
"If you're lost you can look and you will find me. Time after time. If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting. Time after time. If you're lost, you can look and you will find me. Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you, I will be waiting. Time after time. Time after time" Nat had turned around and walled closer to Quinn with a teasing smile. The song closed and everyone applauded, but Nat partially ignored them, looking at Quinn, "You're still moving in?"
"My stuff's still at your place, isn't it?" Quinn asks. Nat looks to see Rachel explaining her song choice and makes a decision. She takes Quinn's hand and they sneak out of the choir room, "Wanna unpack?"
Quinn said yes and they drove back home. The apartment was in a state of chaos because of the new clutter, but Nat didn't mind. With Quinn, came a new sense of worth and that was all she needed.
"Okay, so I assume you don't wanna sleep on the couch, and I have enough room in my dresser, so do you wanna...?" Nat felt a little hesitant. Quinn was still going as straight and that could make things a little awkward. Relief filled her when Quinn smiles, "Well, yeah. I need someone to cuddle and you're much more cuddly then Puck."
Nat smiles, "If you pack up your stuff, I'll make you whatever you want. I stocked up in celebration."
"How about... some toast. It's light and tastes good, but won't make us feel like our stomachs gonna explode." Quinn says.
Nat smirks, "Are we gonna be doing streneous activities later then?"
"Maybe in a couple of months," Quinn rolls her eyes and sighs, "I can't wait for this baby to be out of me."
"What?" Nat winks, "Can't wait to jump my bones?"
"Well, yeah, pretty much. It's actually one of the things on my after-baby bucket list." Quinn shrugs. Nat gasps, "Do you have a bucket list? I will literally pay to see it. What else is there? Drinking coffee? Eating sushi? Drinking? Having sex? 'Cause I can help you complete all of them."
Quinn chuckles and blushes, "You're an idiot."
"I'm your idiot..."
"Still an idiot. Just a cute one."
Anyway, they didn't end up packing anything away, Quinn got distracted by Nat making dinner. They had fun.
And that was the story of their second night living together as a married couple.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Lol, jk (they aren't married... yet? Lol)
Anyway, I hoped you guys liked this chapter. I was half sleep dreprived, half recovering from family drama when I was writing, so sorry if it's sloppy.
I hope you guys liked that we officially have Domestic Nuinn!!!!!
Let me know what you wanna see more of!
Love,
The Author!!!