30 Days of Puckurt Drabble: Day 21
Today is day twenty-one of the 30 Days of Puckurt Drabble in June! This Drabble-fest is now old enough to buy me a drink. Well, ok, that's years, not days, but whateva whateva I do what I want.
Here are the posting rules for the drabbles; please remember to include a rating in your subject line if your fic is anything higher than PG ( Read more... )
Here are the posting rules for the drabbles; please remember to include a rating in your subject line if your fic is anything higher than PG ( Read more... )
Kurt kneels down, his legs cushioned by a thick carpet of grass, and smiles sadly. It is late spring and the sun beats down on his back, illuminating the world with a golden glow. The rays cast forward to highlight the words carved in front of him.
Kerry Ellie Hummel
The words are etched in stone and softly curved; beautiful in a way that makes Kurt’s heart ache.
Leaning forward and brushing his fingertips over the smooth stone, tracing the lines of the ‘K’, Kurt places a single stem of lily of the valley at the base of the headstone. The tiny white flowers nearly shine in the brightness of the day.
Pulling his eyes from the headstone, Kurt reaches a hand up, lacing his fingers with a larger set. Using their joined hands to tug his companion down until he is sitting next to him, Kurt leans over until his shoulder presses against the solid one at his side.
“Hey mom,” Kurt says after some time, “I’d like you to meet someone very important to me.”
Kurt looks over, smiles into soft brown eyes, and squeezes the hand holding his. His heart seems to swell in his chest as Noah smiles back at him, face all soft lines and tenderness.
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A/N: for the rest of June I will be travelling (by RV) to Salt Lake City for a wedding and then back (I'm in Canada), so my internet connection is likely to be extremely spotty. If I cannot manage to post on one day for this reason I will post two drabbles the next day :) I hope that's okay.
I also was slapped (by a very drunk friend at a kegger), and have done some severe damage to my eardrum. Since I will be travelling through mountain ranges (with air pressure changes) I will probably be in some pain -- so watch out for angst over the next week ;P
Oh! And if anyone's interested, I still need seven prompts (although I'm sure I can think of them, too ;P).
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This was a sweet and sad fic today.
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