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"Dad, I'm 17, I'll be just fine." Kurt said for the thousandth time as he was at the door while Burt, Carol, and Finn were getting ready to leave. They'd managed to scrounge together enough money for Burt and Carol to take a weekend trip to Niagra Falls, and Finn was staying with Carol's aunt. Since it wasn't any of his family, Kurt had politely declined, opting to stay by himself at home. He wasn't comfortable staying with someone he didn't know, knowing that not everyone would be accepting of an obviously gay teenager. Burt had told him he could stay with Mercedes if her parents were ok with it, but Kurt knew also that Mercedes dad, while never rude to him, wasn't totally 100% ok with him being gay. So the only option was staying at home by himself. It wasn't so bad, really, he could watch Christmas movies and enjoy the peace and quiet. "I promise, it's only 2 days. Go, have fun, but not too much, please wait for the pitter patter of little feet until I'm gone to college, ok? I don't want to be woken up at 2 AM by a screaming bra...baby." He smirked at his dad blushing profusely while Finn, who had overheard what he said, was braying like a jackass. Finally Kurt managed to get them out and watched them drive off, sighing and going down to his room to find something to do.
Will Schuester sat down and looked around his place dysmally. It was Christmas Eve and he was sitting down to a tv dinner and had It's A Wonderful Life playing on the tv. Outside it was snowing and for Will it only added to the depressed feelings inside. He was one of those people who suffered from the holiday blues. Ever since he'd gotten divorced, it only got worse. He just wanted it to be January already, for school to be back in so he could be doing something to distract himself besides being at home with practically nothing to do. Getting bored of the movie, he decided to go on the internet, and see what was going on on the sites he liked to visit. He went through and got some ideas for glee club once school was back in session, before going to his facebook to see if anything interesting was posted. Logging into his account, he went to his feed and looked at everyone's post. He pointedly ignored the ones that had pictures of Puck and some of his friends at a party doing things he knew kids his age shouldn't, and scrolled down to the next thing he saw, which was something Kurt had posted.
Kurt Hummel is alone for the weekend.
This made him frown, furrowing his eyebrows together. He clicked on the little box to comment and thought for a second before typing 'why are you alone, Kurt? It's Christmas, shouldn't you be with your family?' After sending the comment, he minimized the screen before going to a few more sites to pass time. He checked facebook again after about 20 minutes, and saw that Kurt had replied.
'Carol and dad went on a mini honeymoon to Niagra Falls, Finn's staying with his great aunt. I didn't want to go stay with some woman I don't know who might not want a gay kid around so I'm staying home. It won't be so bad, there are cliche Christmas movies on, and I have food.'
Will sighed in displeasure, not liking the way Kurt was talking. It was that usual 'things are crappy, but I'm passing them off as not so bad so no one worries about me' tone that he used, the one that frustrated people, and broke their hearts.
'No one should be alone for Christmas. Do you want to come stay with me? I promise not to be a total teacher while you're here, I do know how to let loose and have fun.'
After he sent it, the little chat box popped up and he saw that it was Kurt talking to him.
Kurt Hummel: You don't have to do that, Will. I know you were putting on a show for the public, so they don't catch on, but seriously, don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I don't want to intrude.
Will Schuester: Kurt, baby, you wouldn't be intruding, seriously all I'm doing is sitting around being bored. I don't like the idea of you being alone. Please?
Kurt Hummel: Will...you aren't going to let this go, are you?
Will Schuester: Did I let it go when we were fighting and you wanted to do Britney Spears?
Kurt Hummel: You just had to bring that up, didn't you? Jerk. I still can't believe you gave me detention for that. I'm withholding next time, and no amount of singing cheesy 80's love songs will do any good. It'll cost you serious $$ in fact I've been eyeing up this Marmot Transit Membrane Jacket on Sierra Trading Post that I know would look great on me...
Will Schuester: I'm not your teacher anymore, so you have no worries about me giving you detention for being a total brat to me. Anyway, I'll look later at the jacket, for now I'm coming to get you, and I won't take no for an answer, you'd better be packed by the time I get there.
With that, Will logged off before Kurt could say anything else, knowing that he'd freak out once he saw that he couldn't protest and knowing that Will was on his way. Will took his time and threw away his barely eaten tv dinner, and turned off the depressing movie, and bundled up before heading out to his car. He started it, after a few tries, and headed off to pick Kurt up.
After seeing that Will had signed off, Kurt's eyes widened and he hopped up from his bed, almost spilling the canister of mixed nuts he'd gotten to nibble on while watching Rent. He stopped the DVD and rushed to his closet, taking out a bag and beginning the process of figuring out what to take with him for the weekend he'd be over there. He was zipping up his bag when he heard the knock at the door. He shouldered the bag and took the stairs two at a time, getting excited at the prospect of seeing his boyfriend. He threw his bag down by the door, and opened the door as quick as he could, unable to stop himself from throwing himself at Will. The older man just chuckled softly and held him tightly, burying his face in Kurt's hair. "Missed you." Will mumbled, as Kurt just nodded.
"Missed you, too." He said, as he pulled back and let Will grab his bag while he locked up the house. They drove to Will's place and once they were inside and had put Kurt's bag up Kurt pushed Will down on the couch and sat beside him, laying against the older man and kissing him slowly and lazily. They made out for a while, both content in doing just that as Kurt had said he wasn't ready for anything more yet and Will respected that.
"Are you hungry?" Will asked, as they were just enjoying each other's company, Kurt laying half on top of him as something played on the stereo. Kurt had no idea who the artist was, but the music was soothing.
"A little." He mumbled. "Call for take-out, I don't want you to move."
"I hope they're delivering." Will chuckled, as he called the local Chinese place, having had Kurt over enough that he knew what the younger boy liked. After placing the order, he smiled down at Kurt who had his eyes closed and his head resting above Will's heart. "Kurt, can we talk, baby?"
"Mhmm." He mumbled, not moving.
"I miss you, I didn't lie about that earlier. It's hard not seeing you as much as I used to. Even just seeing you during the day at school was enough for me. With you being at Dalton now, it's hard. I mean I know you only have one more year there, but it still sucks. I'm so glad you're safer, you have no idea how relieve I am that I'm not going to hear that you're in the hospital because of some jerk beating you within an inch of your life. I care about you so much, Kurt, I...I love you. I know I've not said that before, but it's true. I love you, and the thought of losing you scares me. You get me, Kurt. You get me in a way that Terri didn't except very early in our relationship. She tried to keep me the same, never let me grow as a person, you encourage me to grow and change in a positive way and I don't think I could thank you enough for that." Will said, as he was getting a bit choked up, smiling softly when Kurt rested his chin on his chest, and looked into his face, their faces inches apart. Will leaned up and kissed him lightly before going on. "I know after you graduate, you want to go to New York. I know it's your dream, and I'm 100% behind you. You have so much talent, Kurt, so much talent and I know that after you being at a school that doesn't necessarily showcase that, that you'll be dying to go to somewhere that will, and I want you to do that. I really do."
"Why do I feel like this is a break up speech?" Kurt asked warily, frowning a bit. Will took his thumb and smoothed out the sides of Kurt's face, tracing his lower lip softly.
"It's not." He assured. "Not at all. I'm just long winded and have a problem getting to my point. All I want to say, is when the time comes and you go to New York to become a big Broadway star, I'm going to support you. I'm going with you. I have nothing for me here. I mean I've enjoyed being the Spanish teacher at McKinley, and I love glee, but without you here, there's nothing for me. You're my world, and so I've decided that wherever you go, wherever your life takes you, I'm going with you and I'm going to make my life with you. I'll be your number one fan." He smiled softly as Kurt's eyes watered and the teen smiled back at him, opening and closing his mouth a few times before he was actually able to speak.
"Are you sure?" He asked, and Will just simply nodded. "Well I would love to have you there with me every step of the way as I convince them to change Elphaba to a male role, become the next Mimi turned Max and rock 'Out Tonight' like no one can. I'll dedicate every performance to my number one fan--you." They shared another kiss and spent the rest of the night just enjoying each others company, chatting idly about nothing important, and eating their food when it got there. It may have started as a weekend that Kurt wasn't looking forward to but it turned out to be the start of one he'd never forget.
Will Schuester sat down and looked around his place dysmally. It was Christmas Eve and he was sitting down to a tv dinner and had It's A Wonderful Life playing on the tv. Outside it was snowing and for Will it only added to the depressed feelings inside. He was one of those people who suffered from the holiday blues. Ever since he'd gotten divorced, it only got worse. He just wanted it to be January already, for school to be back in so he could be doing something to distract himself besides being at home with practically nothing to do. Getting bored of the movie, he decided to go on the internet, and see what was going on on the sites he liked to visit. He went through and got some ideas for glee club once school was back in session, before going to his facebook to see if anything interesting was posted. Logging into his account, he went to his feed and looked at everyone's post. He pointedly ignored the ones that had pictures of Puck and some of his friends at a party doing things he knew kids his age shouldn't, and scrolled down to the next thing he saw, which was something Kurt had posted.
Kurt Hummel is alone for the weekend.
This made him frown, furrowing his eyebrows together. He clicked on the little box to comment and thought for a second before typing 'why are you alone, Kurt? It's Christmas, shouldn't you be with your family?' After sending the comment, he minimized the screen before going to a few more sites to pass time. He checked facebook again after about 20 minutes, and saw that Kurt had replied.
'Carol and dad went on a mini honeymoon to Niagra Falls, Finn's staying with his great aunt. I didn't want to go stay with some woman I don't know who might not want a gay kid around so I'm staying home. It won't be so bad, there are cliche Christmas movies on, and I have food.'
Will sighed in displeasure, not liking the way Kurt was talking. It was that usual 'things are crappy, but I'm passing them off as not so bad so no one worries about me' tone that he used, the one that frustrated people, and broke their hearts.
'No one should be alone for Christmas. Do you want to come stay with me? I promise not to be a total teacher while you're here, I do know how to let loose and have fun.'
After he sent it, the little chat box popped up and he saw that it was Kurt talking to him.
Kurt Hummel: You don't have to do that, Will. I know you were putting on a show for the public, so they don't catch on, but seriously, don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I don't want to intrude.
Will Schuester: Kurt, baby, you wouldn't be intruding, seriously all I'm doing is sitting around being bored. I don't like the idea of you being alone. Please?
Kurt Hummel: Will...you aren't going to let this go, are you?
Will Schuester: Did I let it go when we were fighting and you wanted to do Britney Spears?
Kurt Hummel: You just had to bring that up, didn't you? Jerk. I still can't believe you gave me detention for that. I'm withholding next time, and no amount of singing cheesy 80's love songs will do any good. It'll cost you serious $$ in fact I've been eyeing up this Marmot Transit Membrane Jacket on Sierra Trading Post that I know would look great on me...
Will Schuester: I'm not your teacher anymore, so you have no worries about me giving you detention for being a total brat to me. Anyway, I'll look later at the jacket, for now I'm coming to get you, and I won't take no for an answer, you'd better be packed by the time I get there.
With that, Will logged off before Kurt could say anything else, knowing that he'd freak out once he saw that he couldn't protest and knowing that Will was on his way. Will took his time and threw away his barely eaten tv dinner, and turned off the depressing movie, and bundled up before heading out to his car. He started it, after a few tries, and headed off to pick Kurt up.
After seeing that Will had signed off, Kurt's eyes widened and he hopped up from his bed, almost spilling the canister of mixed nuts he'd gotten to nibble on while watching Rent. He stopped the DVD and rushed to his closet, taking out a bag and beginning the process of figuring out what to take with him for the weekend he'd be over there. He was zipping up his bag when he heard the knock at the door. He shouldered the bag and took the stairs two at a time, getting excited at the prospect of seeing his boyfriend. He threw his bag down by the door, and opened the door as quick as he could, unable to stop himself from throwing himself at Will. The older man just chuckled softly and held him tightly, burying his face in Kurt's hair. "Missed you." Will mumbled, as Kurt just nodded.
"Missed you, too." He said, as he pulled back and let Will grab his bag while he locked up the house. They drove to Will's place and once they were inside and had put Kurt's bag up Kurt pushed Will down on the couch and sat beside him, laying against the older man and kissing him slowly and lazily. They made out for a while, both content in doing just that as Kurt had said he wasn't ready for anything more yet and Will respected that.
"Are you hungry?" Will asked, as they were just enjoying each other's company, Kurt laying half on top of him as something played on the stereo. Kurt had no idea who the artist was, but the music was soothing.
"A little." He mumbled. "Call for take-out, I don't want you to move."
"I hope they're delivering." Will chuckled, as he called the local Chinese place, having had Kurt over enough that he knew what the younger boy liked. After placing the order, he smiled down at Kurt who had his eyes closed and his head resting above Will's heart. "Kurt, can we talk, baby?"
"Mhmm." He mumbled, not moving.
"I miss you, I didn't lie about that earlier. It's hard not seeing you as much as I used to. Even just seeing you during the day at school was enough for me. With you being at Dalton now, it's hard. I mean I know you only have one more year there, but it still sucks. I'm so glad you're safer, you have no idea how relieve I am that I'm not going to hear that you're in the hospital because of some jerk beating you within an inch of your life. I care about you so much, Kurt, I...I love you. I know I've not said that before, but it's true. I love you, and the thought of losing you scares me. You get me, Kurt. You get me in a way that Terri didn't except very early in our relationship. She tried to keep me the same, never let me grow as a person, you encourage me to grow and change in a positive way and I don't think I could thank you enough for that." Will said, as he was getting a bit choked up, smiling softly when Kurt rested his chin on his chest, and looked into his face, their faces inches apart. Will leaned up and kissed him lightly before going on. "I know after you graduate, you want to go to New York. I know it's your dream, and I'm 100% behind you. You have so much talent, Kurt, so much talent and I know that after you being at a school that doesn't necessarily showcase that, that you'll be dying to go to somewhere that will, and I want you to do that. I really do."
"Why do I feel like this is a break up speech?" Kurt asked warily, frowning a bit. Will took his thumb and smoothed out the sides of Kurt's face, tracing his lower lip softly.
"It's not." He assured. "Not at all. I'm just long winded and have a problem getting to my point. All I want to say, is when the time comes and you go to New York to become a big Broadway star, I'm going to support you. I'm going with you. I have nothing for me here. I mean I've enjoyed being the Spanish teacher at McKinley, and I love glee, but without you here, there's nothing for me. You're my world, and so I've decided that wherever you go, wherever your life takes you, I'm going with you and I'm going to make my life with you. I'll be your number one fan." He smiled softly as Kurt's eyes watered and the teen smiled back at him, opening and closing his mouth a few times before he was actually able to speak.
"Are you sure?" He asked, and Will just simply nodded. "Well I would love to have you there with me every step of the way as I convince them to change Elphaba to a male role, become the next Mimi turned Max and rock 'Out Tonight' like no one can. I'll dedicate every performance to my number one fan--you." They shared another kiss and spent the rest of the night just enjoying each others company, chatting idly about nothing important, and eating their food when it got there. It may have started as a weekend that Kurt wasn't looking forward to but it turned out to be the start of one he'd never forget.