[Franz is good at standing still and looking good in his clothes. If his expression is just a slight smidgen short of overwhelming joy, well, it's probably because there's some sand in his eyes or he realizes his boyfriend stole his flask of brandy from his jacket just before they left this morning.
He is attentive to the ceremony, and he is happy for them. They're a beautiful couple, and if anyone ought to stand a chance in this rotten city, it's those two idiots.
Franz wants to believe in them. Believing in just about anything would be grand, wouldn't it? When everything is so uncertain, it's natural for people to find each other like this. It's like an opera. Well, maybe a soap opera, at times.
You want the ingenue and the young artist together, even though you know the finale is probably tragic. You enjoy the song while they sing it, and you hold onto that vision of perfect love.
Franz notices Daedalus looking and winks. If only his latent empath abilities were telepathy instead, then he'd do more than wink. He'd tell Daedalus Can we screw in the bathroom during the reception? Pleeeeease? or something else for Daedalus to pretend isn't funny. The moment passes, though, and he returns his full attention to the ceremony.
Kurt and Blaine look so happy. He is praying to the God he only believes to half of the time that this wedding is like a beautiful, fairy tale dream come true, just like Kurt always wanted. The couple deserves that much. Whatever other opinions he has, the truth is they do deserve happiness. They're brave enough to take that risk with one another, which is more than some wretches he knows.]
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He is attentive to the ceremony, and he is happy for them. They're a beautiful couple, and if anyone ought to stand a chance in this rotten city, it's those two idiots.
Franz wants to believe in them. Believing in just about anything would be grand, wouldn't it? When everything is so uncertain, it's natural for people to find each other like this. It's like an opera. Well, maybe a soap opera, at times.
You want the ingenue and the young artist together, even though you know the finale is probably tragic. You enjoy the song while they sing it, and you hold onto that vision of perfect love.
Franz notices Daedalus looking and winks. If only his latent empath abilities were telepathy instead, then he'd do more than wink. He'd tell Daedalus Can we screw in the bathroom during the reception? Pleeeeease? or something else for Daedalus to pretend isn't funny. The moment passes, though, and he returns his full attention to the ceremony.
Kurt and Blaine look so happy. He is praying to the God he only believes to half of the time that this wedding is like a beautiful, fairy tale dream come true, just like Kurt always wanted. The couple deserves that much. Whatever other opinions he has, the truth is they do deserve happiness. They're brave enough to take that risk with one another, which is more than some wretches he knows.]