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You Know You're Right

"What the fuck?!" Iris laughed at Dave's retelling of his youth, a story where he had been sneaking out just to look back out the window of his home and see that his mother's car, which he had just parked, was rolling out of the driveway.

"She still never found out!" Dave exclaimed with a laugh, the two smiling ear to ear together. Iris sat back, "You and your mom really close?" she asked, watching as he nodded, "Yeah, she's done so much for me. I go back home and see her whenever I can." he answered. She nodded in return, "Where's 'home'?" she questioned. He smiled at her phrasing, "Virginia." he answered.

Iris smiled, opening her mouth to respond but instead watching as Kurt shoved Dave in the shoulder, "Hey, listen." he said just as Steve got ready to play back the finished product of what they'd been working on all day.

Iris took it upon herself to listen along, the song was haunting to her. She looked around at the faces of the rest of the band, she could only assume by their expressions that they felt the same. Kurt's chants of 'you know you're right' ringing in all of their ears as the song ended. They all looked at each other then, Kurt holding a different expression compared to the rest of them, his a look seeking approval, the rest holding expressions of concern and conflict.

"Well..?" Kurt spoke, looking for feedback amongst the band. Krist was the first to finally speak up, "I think it's really good." he said, Dave and Iris nodding along with his words, somewhat afraid to say what was actually on their minds and express their concern with where these immensely depressing lyrics had come from. They just stayed silent, sharing a knowing look before Kurt spoke again.

"Yeah, I like it. I think it could work as a single sometime." He spoke casually, looking down at his daughter as she bounced in his lap, acting as if he hadn't just displayed one of the most depressing pieces of art any of the band had heard. Dave and Iris just nodded in agreement.

The band decided to leave their stuff in the recording booth for the night, just wanting something to eat, "Hey, Kurt, can I talk to you for a sec?" Iris asked as they stepped outside of the studio before the rest of the band. The blond nodded, "Yeah, sure." he responded, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, his piercing blue eyes looking behind her to see Frances secure with Krist.

When they were finally out of earshot of the rest of the band, Iris looked at him and spoke, "You know I'm not around much, but I'm still here if you ever need me." she informed him, his eyes lightening as he nodded, "Yeah, I know." he responded, a small smile forming on his lips.

"I'm a little worried about you." She continued, his eyebrows furrowed further, "Don't be." he said, tossing a hand at her as if dismissing her concern, "I'll be fine." he reassured. She wasn't convinced, from what she had heard of the press, in that song, in the shape he was in, she didn't believe him-- but she knew it took strength from a person to admit that they weren't okay. He was so selfless, he didn't want to worry anyone.

She pursed her lips, "Alright. Just call me anytime you need something, okay?" she told him, he nodded with a tight-lipped smile, very appreciative of her concern, "I will." 

As the two began to walk back over to where the rest of the band was, Kurt turned to Iris once more, "How long are you staying in Seattle?" he asked, watching as her lips began to turn up into a smile.

"...I was actually planning on moving here."

Kurt automatically stopped walking, looking at her with wide eyes and his mouth agape, "You're fucking with me." he deadpanned, just loud enough to have caught the attention of Dave and Krist, "What is it?" Krist asked, Kurt immediately turning his head to look at the two, "She said she's moving here!" he answered, Krist's eyes widening as he almost dropped Frances, quickly tightening his grip on the child as his jaw dropped with shock.