Media: Fic
Title: Hacking For My Heart
Author: PippaZX
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Klaine,
Warnings: Language
Word Count: 330 (First Chapter)
Summary: Kurt is a student and hacker at UC Berkeley. Blaine is an ex-student and hacker at Stanford, currently under house arrest and under careful watch of the government. Kurt has been asked to steal files for a company and Blaine is asked to prevent this, for his release.
A/N:
Based On This Prompt: To My Tumblr ----
LOCATION: UNIVERSITY CALIFORNIA AT BERKLEY, OFF CAMPUS HOUSING:
“Rise and shine.” A perky voice sang, as she walked into a dark bedroom, and pulled the curtains open.
“Ouch! Fuck, Rachel, you didn’t have to do that!” a high-pitched male voice hissed, as he shielded his eyes.
“How long have you been working on that program?” Rachel pointed to one of the four monitors set up on a long table that was functioning as a desk. Two desktop computers were under the table, with cords everywhere. A fifth computer, a laptop, was open on the desk, surrounded by keyboards, wires, mice, several empty cups of coffee, yesterday’s Vietnamese food boxes, several open bags of M&M minis, two tablets, a smartphone, and several iPods scattered about.
“WHAT?” The male asked loudly.
The girl reached over and pulled off the gigantic headphones covering her friend’s ears.
“I said- how long have you been working on this program?”
The boy rubbed his eyes and searched his desk for his glasses.
“Um… three… days?”
“And how much have you slept?”
The boy blinked.
“Kurt!” Rachel exclaimed.
“I know.” Kurt groaned.
“Are you going to the programmers meet up after class today?”
“If I finish this program, yes.”
“You should come!”
“What time does it start?”
“Check the messages boards.”
Kurt pushed his rolling chair over to the right side of the table and put his hands on home position of the other keyboard and opened a new tab in an Internet chat room.
Subject: Meet Up Time?
To: Berkley Programmers Meet Up
From: Porcelain
What time is the meet up today?
Star and I might be there.
“If you help me finish this code, then I’ll have time to sleep, and shower, because there’s no hell in way I’m going out looking like this.”
“Remind me again why you’re not studying fashion?”
“Because,” Kurt pushed himself back to the right- center monitor. “I love fashion, but I’m great at programming.”