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A/N: Trigger warning for bullying, homophobia, and self harm discussions.

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Spotting his sister jogging back into the room, Micheal Junior hastily walked across the ballroom and shared a smile with Destiny as he arrived beside her. He handed her a glass of champagne and chuckled when the woman sighed heavily and clinked their glasses, following with a long sip.

"You good, De?" He asked, looking down at his older sister. He chose in the situation not to make fun of her height like he always did with Mercedes and Destiny, but managed to hold in his chuckle at how the older woman had to look up at him. "I went looking for you. Grace's friend jumped in before anyone could panic her."

"I can't believe I missed our dance." Destiny pursed her lips, looking out at the dance floor where Grace was dancing with Brittany instead of her, end of the song approaching. "I...I was dealing with her...sperm donor again and I missed our dance."

"She'll understand." Micheal threw his arm over his sister's arm and looked towards Grace with a curious smile. "Does she like that girl?"

Destiny bit her lip, looking between her daughter and Brittany as they slow danced together in front of everyone in their own little world. She looked around, spotting Quinn and Santana — who she had caught kissing earlier before the party — and noticed the way they were watching the two girls with dreamy smiles.

"On God, I have no fucking clue." Destiny admitted, tilting her head and taking another sip of her drink. "Grace's love life is a little...out of my understanding. I try to stay in the know with Mercedes' gossip, but even I'm confused and I live with the little rascal. And don't mention anything to my wife. I already have to calm her down every time Grace gets stressed out. Her two left feet tripped off the porch last week trying to play with Leo and Ella made me take her to the ER for a skinned knee."

"She's always been like that though. The kid's growing up. Love gets weird." Micheal shrugged, looking around the room and nodding towards a girl standing with Zetta and Isabella, who were taking turns passing the babies around. "See that girl?"

"Is that Talia, Tallulah, or Taylor?" Destiny teased, smirking when Micheal froze for a millisecond, before rolling his eyes.

"Her name is Tina and we're dating." Micheal scoffed. "We've been dating for six months on and off. I think she's the one."

"And who have you bounced with while you two were off?" Destiny asked, a knowing smile pulling across her lips.

"Tallulah, but she likes feet. Big feet."

"You got big feet. Match made in hell."

"Leave my feet out of this. Tina is hotter."

"You're going to give Mom a heart attack. I swear, I will make sure Grace never takes love advice from you." Destiny declared, leaning into her brother as she watched with a small smile as Grace leaned her head on Brittany's and swayed with her as they whispered back and forth. "This was her grandfather's song. He used to sing it to her when she was scared or stressed or both...I promised her I would dance to it, but I had to deal with...her idiot deadbeat father practically serving us a court case in the middle of her party. He tried to act like nothing happened and then turned around declaring I wasn't her mother. She's my child and I'll fight him on that."

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