Chasing Dreams - Chapter 13
Title: Chasing Dreams
Author: raven_kerry
Beta-reader: onthaedge
Artist: marsmaywander
Word-count: 44’038
Rating: M
Summary: Growing up as a psychic in Ohio is difficult. Throw in being gay and a dream-boyfriend and it’s that much more difficult.
Kurt has always been able to see things through other people’s eyes, hear their thoughts and feel their pain and emotions as if they were his own. It’s difficult to go on when you literally feel how much people hate you. This is his story.
Pairing: Kadam
Warnings: suicide attempt and ideation, mentioned non-con towards adults and children, violence, pagan beliefs
Author’s Note: A thousand thanks to my beta and artist for choosing to work with me. It’s been amazing. :)
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Epilogue | Excerpt: Of Meetings
Chapter 13
At first, Kurt tried to hang out with Rachel, but she was never around. So, after a week of college, he decided to check out the extracurriculars to try and make new friends. That’s when he met another student who looked familiar.
Hours later, when back home in the loft he still remembered the soft, slightly familiar voice and face of the young man who had told him about the Adam’s Apples. He didn’t understand why, but part of him wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch him. Kurt didn’t understand why he seemed so familiar but he wanted to know more about him. He wondered if he was part of the group and if that was the reason he’d explained it to him. If he was, then Kurt might just decide to join.
Rachel, Kurt soon found, didn’t quite agree. She equated it with what they went through at McKinley. He could understand where she was coming from with that. However, she’d loved Glee club back then - even if it had basically just been another place for her to shine: she had had fun. Kurt found it somewhat sad that she’d lost touch with that.
When the student approached him again about joining, he introduced himself as Adam. The familiar name made Kurt’s heart skip a beat and when their hands met he felt a familiar connection spring up. Still, he resolutely beat down the idea that he’d found his Adam. It couldn’t be. There was no way that his Adam’s name was Adam in the real world as well. That would be too big a coincidence. When Adam talked about seeing Kurt at the Winter Showcase, Kurt decided that he must have seen him there and that’s why he seemed familiar.
Scared, Kurt tried to refuse, but Adam seemed to read him better than anyone else ever had and wouldn’t let go. He’d badgered Kurt to come to their rehearsal and had won him over - no matter how hard Kurt tried, he couldn’t stay away.
Hours later, he carefully compartmentalized the idea that he’d found the person he’d been searching for. He wasn’t ready for him. He still hadn’t gotten over Blaine. He wouldn’t be able to give himself to his Adam fully. There was no way they were the same person.
***
In the end, it was Rachel who convinced Kurt to ask Adam out for a cup of coffee and Kurt didn’t regret it. They’d met at a little hole-in-the-wall café that Adam knew. It had a pride flag hung up in the window and most of the clientele seemed to be made up of hipsters and LGBTI people. The chairs and tables were mismatched. Kurt figured that once upon a time, they’d all fit together, but over time some had needed to be replaced or refurnished. There was a little stage off to the side for local artists, where a sassy woman was singing jazz songs, while flirting with both the male and the female clientele. However, the way her eyes would always return to another woman gracefully sipping on her tea belied where her heart truly was.
Adam pulled Kurt’s chair out for him, making Kurt blush as he took a seat. Adam asked Kurt, “Can I pick your drink?”
Kurt blinked. “But I asked you out. Shouldn’t I…?”
Adam winked. “I chose the place. You can pay when you choose. Besides, there’s a drink here I want to show you and I doubt you’d choose it. So, may I?”
Kurt smiled coyly. “I guess I can trust you - this time. You better not disappoint me.”
Adam flirted back, “Disappoint a pretty face like yours? I’d rather die. I’ll be back in a few. In the meantime, feel free to enjoy Nina’s singing.”
“So she’s a regular?”
“Yes, she is. She keeps coming back, hoping to get some sort of reaction out of Kris - the woman who’s seemingly ignoring Nina. Most of us regulars have bets on how long it’ll take until the two get together. Personally, I think that Kris is hung up over Nina, but is wary of a relationship with her, because she’s such a flirt. Her tactic is to try and get Nina so hung up on her, that she can’t see anyone else anymore. So far it seems to be working too. Still, Kris is almost only here when Nina is playing - not that Nina knows that.”
Kurt giggled. “That reminds me a little of Maureen and Joanne in Rent.”
“You aren’t alone there. Others have remarked the same thing. Now, wait here for a moment while I get you your drink.”
Kurt nodded and watched Nina perform. She noticed him and gestured for him to join her on the little stage. Not seeing the harm, Kurt obliged. She finished singing the current song to him before asking him, “So, honey, what’s your name?”
“Kurt.”
“Well, Kurt, you’re new here, aren’t you? At least, I’ve never seen you here before.”
“Yeah. I’m fairly new to New York in general.”
“Can you sing?”
“Well, yeah - why?”
“I’ve been dying to sing ‘All That Jazz’ from the musical Chicago, but I can’t seem to find anyone up to singing it with me.” Kurt didn’t miss how her gaze slid to the passive form of Kris. “Would you be willing?”
“Of course I will.”
“Great!” She clapped. “Oh, I should probably introduce myself. I’m Nina.” She turned to the audience and declared, “My new friend Kurt, here, has kindly agreed to help me out with my next song! We’re going to sing ‘All That Jazz!’”
Kurt looked to see Adam look over at him from his place in line. When Adam smiled, Kurt felt his heart skip a beat. At that moment all he cared about was doing a good job for Adam. He wanted to make him proud.
Almost as if they’d choreographed it, the two of them danced and sang together on the stage. She was the main artist, so she got the main vocal parts, but Kurt was more than capable of doing the background vocals. He felt the crowd eating it up, which fueled him even more. At one point Kurt looked into the audience and saw Adam watching him with a warm fond smile and he could hardly stop himself from grinning. He noticed that Kris had finally looked up to watch Nina and he could practically taste the unresolved sexual tension that was between them as Nina noticed her watching and picked up a notch in her performance as well.
Kurt felt how jealous Kris was that Nina was dancing with him instead of her - even if he was obviously gay. He went through the jazz dance steps easily, having memorized them years ago.
By the end of the song he and Nina were breathing hard, but grinning at each other. She told him, “We have to do that again! Give me your number, please! It’s awesome performing with you!”
Kurt grinned. “Maybe next time we can do something from Rent.”
“We’d need more people for that, unless we did one of Mimi and Roger’s duets or ‘The Tango Maureen’ and, as cute as you are, you’re more Angel than Roger or Mark.”
“Oh well. What about something from ‘The Sound of Music?’”
Just as Nina was about to answer, Kurt felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Adam standing there. He said, “You know, as lovely as this discussion is, I would love to have some of your time, Kurt. Why don’t you exchange numbers and text about it later?”
Kurt flushed. “Uh, yeah, sorry. I guess I got carried away.”
“That’s okay. It was wonderful hearing you sing again.”
Kurt’s rosy color grew darker as Adam held out a hand to help him off the stage. Kurt handed Nina one of his visit cards from vogue.com and wrote his cell phone number on it. He told her, “Call me. We can get together to practice some more.”
Nina grinned. “You bet!” She pocketed the card and went back to singing enthusiastically. Kurt noticed that Kris had yet to look away from the other girl.
He whispered to Adam, “I think Kris is finally going to make a move on Nina now.”
Adam smiled softly at him. “I hope you’re right. By the way, you did a really good plié on stage just now. You caused a slight problem that should not be addressed in polite company.”
Kurt giggled and swatted Adam’s arm, which led him to admiring, once again, how well the other man was built. “You’re still addressing it, so does that mean I’m not polite company?”
Adam laughed. “Touché. Do you wish to try your drink now, sir?”
Kurt snorted. “You don’t have to be that polite.”
Adam took his hand and led him back to their table, where the cooling drinks were. Kurt picked his up and sniffed it. He couldn’t quite place what it was, but at least it smelled good. He took a sip and moaned softly as he closed his eyes. It was a slightly spicy tea that had a slightly wild flavor to it that reminded him of something, but he couldn’t place what, with an undertone of vanilla to it. He asked, “This is amazing tea. What type is it?”
“It’s chocolate vanilla tea.”
“I get the vanilla, but it doesn’t taste like chocolate.”
“Actually, it does. If you get very rich and dark chocolate, it will have some of that same wild spicy flavor to it. You can find chocolate tea in a lot of stores here but the stuff here is just in a class of its own.”
“I’d never have thought to try it. I usually get a non-fat mocha.”
“Well, it never hurts to try something new. In a cliché way, I much prefer tea to coffee.”
Kurt shrugged his shoulders and quipped, “Well, it does fit your accent.”
Adam let out a bark of laughter. “That it does.” There was a comfortable lull in their conversation as they sipped on their tea, until Adam spoke up, “You know, when I’m around you, Kurt, I feel like I’ve known you forever. It’s almost as if we don’t have to go into all those niceties of introduction that most people do at the first date - it’s almost as if I already know.”
Kurt nodded. “Yeah, I get what you mean. I feel it too. You’ve always seemed familiar.”
“As if you should recognize me from somewhere but you don’t know where?”
“Exactly. How did you know?”
“It’s the same for me. I wonder why.”
Kurt quipped, “Maybe we met in a past lifetime.”
Adam flashed him a quick bright smile. “Who knows? Maybe.”
Kurt was flooded by the feeling of comfort and understanding. Blaine might understand what it was like to be gay in small-town Ohio, but he didn’t understand Kurt’s psychic side or the slightly different belief system he’d chosen. Kurt didn’t even tell him about it, because he knew he’d never understand.
In a fleeting moment, Kurt realized that it never would have worked between them anyways, even if Blaine hadn’t cheated. There were just too many things that Blaine approached with pure logic. Kurt’s life wasn’t composed of logic. As a matter of fact, his clairvoyance was one of the least logical things he knew. In addition to that, there was also the fact that if he’d found his Adam, he’d have left Blaine in a heartbeat.
Dragging his thoughts back to the moment, Kurt shyly reached out his left hand across the table to hold Adam’s left hand. It was slightly awkward, but he didn’t want to try drinking his tea with his left hand. If he spilled it, that would be way more embarrassing. The soft warm smile Adam turned at him made all the discomfort worth it though.
A squeal of joy followed by an impassioned “Yes!” broke the moment between them as they looked over to see Nina spinning around gleefully on stage in front of a bemused Kris. She squealed again and shouted, “Yes! A date! Finally! Thank you, God!”
Adam snorted. “Well, I guess you were right, Kurt.”
“Somehow I have the feeling that it’ll take a while until I hear from her again.”
Adam nodded. “You’re probably right. If you want, though, we could reserve a time for the Apples and us to perform.”
“Can I help pick out the songs?”
“Sure. I was thinking we might to that Sondheim mash-up I was talking about, though.”
Kurt grinned. “Sounds great. I’d also love to do something from Rent. Nina refused, stating that she didn’t think we could pull off any of the male-female duets.”
“Are you hinting about wanting to perform ‘I’ll Cover You’ with me?”
Kurt looked off to the side before turning his eyes to meet Adam’s. “That was implied, wasn’t it?”
Adam rubbed the back of Kurt’s hand with his thumb. “I would love to, but I don’t think I have the right accent. In case you haven’t noticed I don’t exactly sound like a New Yorker,” he quipped.
Kurt giggled. “I don’t care. It’s not like we’re trying out for a play or anything either. It’ll be fine.”
Adam gave him a familiar brilliant smile. “In that case, of course I’ll sing it with you.”
As they finished their tea, Kurt noticed the time on the clock on the wall behind Adam. He blinked and looked at his watch to confirm. “Well, it’s getting to be dinnertime. Rachel, my roommate, who you probably know from the Winter Showcase, asked for me to stay out until late tonight since Brody is coming over. So, I’ll be eating out anyway. Um, what I’m actually trying to ask is -”
Adam cut in, “Let’s go eat. If you want, after that you can come to my place.” At Kurt’s alarmed look Adam quickly added, “Not like that. My roommate and I have an extra room for whenever one of the Apples inevitably crashes at my place. You can stay there.”
Kurt smiled. “That’s sweet. I think I’ll be fine, though. I have a white noise machine and I’ll rest better if I’m in my own bed. Besides, I’ve almost gotten used to seeing Brody walk around our loft practically naked. I don’t really enjoy it, but I’ve still gotten used to it.”
“Well, if it becomes too much, then the offer’s open - just like it is to all of the other Apple members.”
“So it isn’t anything special?”
Adam smirked, eyes twinkling, “The special thing would be sleeping in my bed with me. But somehow I don’t think we’re quite there yet. Maybe someday.”
Kurt fluttered his eyelashes at Adam in what he hoped was a flirtatious manner. “Yeah, maybe. In the meantime, though, I’m hungry. Where would you suggest going to eat?”
“I know a really good Lebanese restaurant close to here. The people there accept the LGBT community, even if they don’t really like them, and they’ve got really good food. If you’d prefer, though, there’s a good Greek restaurant a little further along that is run by a lesbian couple I know. They’ve also got really good food.”
“I think I’ll go for the Greek food. I love hummus and tzatziki sauce. Besides, I don’t feel like ending such a wonderful evening with homophobes. I had enough of them back in Ohio.”
Adam shrugged. “That works for me. I’ve been meaning to stop by again soon anyway.”
When leaving the café, Adam took Kurt’s hand in his own, clasping it as if he was holding something precious. While Kurt generally didn’t really enjoy being treated as if he were made of glass, the way Adam did it made Kurt feel special and treasured.
***
When Kurt arrived home late that evening, he felt like he was walking on cloud nine. He wanted to tell Rachel all about it. He knew that would have to wait, though, when he heard the noises coming from their loft. He knew that she was definitely busy with someone else, namely Brody. Resolving to talk to her about it in the morning, he turned on the white noise machine and went to sleep.
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Author: raven_kerry
Beta-reader: onthaedge
Artist: marsmaywander
Word-count: 44’038
Rating: M
Summary: Growing up as a psychic in Ohio is difficult. Throw in being gay and a dream-boyfriend and it’s that much more difficult.
Kurt has always been able to see things through other people’s eyes, hear their thoughts and feel their pain and emotions as if they were his own. It’s difficult to go on when you literally feel how much people hate you. This is his story.
Pairing: Kadam
Warnings: suicide attempt and ideation, mentioned non-con towards adults and children, violence, pagan beliefs
Author’s Note: A thousand thanks to my beta and artist for choosing to work with me. It’s been amazing. :)
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Epilogue | Excerpt: Of Meetings
Chapter 13
At first, Kurt tried to hang out with Rachel, but she was never around. So, after a week of college, he decided to check out the extracurriculars to try and make new friends. That’s when he met another student who looked familiar.
Hours later, when back home in the loft he still remembered the soft, slightly familiar voice and face of the young man who had told him about the Adam’s Apples. He didn’t understand why, but part of him wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch him. Kurt didn’t understand why he seemed so familiar but he wanted to know more about him. He wondered if he was part of the group and if that was the reason he’d explained it to him. If he was, then Kurt might just decide to join.
Rachel, Kurt soon found, didn’t quite agree. She equated it with what they went through at McKinley. He could understand where she was coming from with that. However, she’d loved Glee club back then - even if it had basically just been another place for her to shine: she had had fun. Kurt found it somewhat sad that she’d lost touch with that.
When the student approached him again about joining, he introduced himself as Adam. The familiar name made Kurt’s heart skip a beat and when their hands met he felt a familiar connection spring up. Still, he resolutely beat down the idea that he’d found his Adam. It couldn’t be. There was no way that his Adam’s name was Adam in the real world as well. That would be too big a coincidence. When Adam talked about seeing Kurt at the Winter Showcase, Kurt decided that he must have seen him there and that’s why he seemed familiar.
Scared, Kurt tried to refuse, but Adam seemed to read him better than anyone else ever had and wouldn’t let go. He’d badgered Kurt to come to their rehearsal and had won him over - no matter how hard Kurt tried, he couldn’t stay away.
Hours later, he carefully compartmentalized the idea that he’d found the person he’d been searching for. He wasn’t ready for him. He still hadn’t gotten over Blaine. He wouldn’t be able to give himself to his Adam fully. There was no way they were the same person.
***
In the end, it was Rachel who convinced Kurt to ask Adam out for a cup of coffee and Kurt didn’t regret it. They’d met at a little hole-in-the-wall café that Adam knew. It had a pride flag hung up in the window and most of the clientele seemed to be made up of hipsters and LGBTI people. The chairs and tables were mismatched. Kurt figured that once upon a time, they’d all fit together, but over time some had needed to be replaced or refurnished. There was a little stage off to the side for local artists, where a sassy woman was singing jazz songs, while flirting with both the male and the female clientele. However, the way her eyes would always return to another woman gracefully sipping on her tea belied where her heart truly was.
Adam pulled Kurt’s chair out for him, making Kurt blush as he took a seat. Adam asked Kurt, “Can I pick your drink?”
Kurt blinked. “But I asked you out. Shouldn’t I…?”
Adam winked. “I chose the place. You can pay when you choose. Besides, there’s a drink here I want to show you and I doubt you’d choose it. So, may I?”
Kurt smiled coyly. “I guess I can trust you - this time. You better not disappoint me.”
Adam flirted back, “Disappoint a pretty face like yours? I’d rather die. I’ll be back in a few. In the meantime, feel free to enjoy Nina’s singing.”
“So she’s a regular?”
“Yes, she is. She keeps coming back, hoping to get some sort of reaction out of Kris - the woman who’s seemingly ignoring Nina. Most of us regulars have bets on how long it’ll take until the two get together. Personally, I think that Kris is hung up over Nina, but is wary of a relationship with her, because she’s such a flirt. Her tactic is to try and get Nina so hung up on her, that she can’t see anyone else anymore. So far it seems to be working too. Still, Kris is almost only here when Nina is playing - not that Nina knows that.”
Kurt giggled. “That reminds me a little of Maureen and Joanne in Rent.”
“You aren’t alone there. Others have remarked the same thing. Now, wait here for a moment while I get you your drink.”
Kurt nodded and watched Nina perform. She noticed him and gestured for him to join her on the little stage. Not seeing the harm, Kurt obliged. She finished singing the current song to him before asking him, “So, honey, what’s your name?”
“Kurt.”
“Well, Kurt, you’re new here, aren’t you? At least, I’ve never seen you here before.”
“Yeah. I’m fairly new to New York in general.”
“Can you sing?”
“Well, yeah - why?”
“I’ve been dying to sing ‘All That Jazz’ from the musical Chicago, but I can’t seem to find anyone up to singing it with me.” Kurt didn’t miss how her gaze slid to the passive form of Kris. “Would you be willing?”
“Of course I will.”
“Great!” She clapped. “Oh, I should probably introduce myself. I’m Nina.” She turned to the audience and declared, “My new friend Kurt, here, has kindly agreed to help me out with my next song! We’re going to sing ‘All That Jazz!’”
Kurt looked to see Adam look over at him from his place in line. When Adam smiled, Kurt felt his heart skip a beat. At that moment all he cared about was doing a good job for Adam. He wanted to make him proud.
Almost as if they’d choreographed it, the two of them danced and sang together on the stage. She was the main artist, so she got the main vocal parts, but Kurt was more than capable of doing the background vocals. He felt the crowd eating it up, which fueled him even more. At one point Kurt looked into the audience and saw Adam watching him with a warm fond smile and he could hardly stop himself from grinning. He noticed that Kris had finally looked up to watch Nina and he could practically taste the unresolved sexual tension that was between them as Nina noticed her watching and picked up a notch in her performance as well.
Kurt felt how jealous Kris was that Nina was dancing with him instead of her - even if he was obviously gay. He went through the jazz dance steps easily, having memorized them years ago.
By the end of the song he and Nina were breathing hard, but grinning at each other. She told him, “We have to do that again! Give me your number, please! It’s awesome performing with you!”
Kurt grinned. “Maybe next time we can do something from Rent.”
“We’d need more people for that, unless we did one of Mimi and Roger’s duets or ‘The Tango Maureen’ and, as cute as you are, you’re more Angel than Roger or Mark.”
“Oh well. What about something from ‘The Sound of Music?’”
Just as Nina was about to answer, Kurt felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Adam standing there. He said, “You know, as lovely as this discussion is, I would love to have some of your time, Kurt. Why don’t you exchange numbers and text about it later?”
Kurt flushed. “Uh, yeah, sorry. I guess I got carried away.”
“That’s okay. It was wonderful hearing you sing again.”
Kurt’s rosy color grew darker as Adam held out a hand to help him off the stage. Kurt handed Nina one of his visit cards from vogue.com and wrote his cell phone number on it. He told her, “Call me. We can get together to practice some more.”
Nina grinned. “You bet!” She pocketed the card and went back to singing enthusiastically. Kurt noticed that Kris had yet to look away from the other girl.
He whispered to Adam, “I think Kris is finally going to make a move on Nina now.”
Adam smiled softly at him. “I hope you’re right. By the way, you did a really good plié on stage just now. You caused a slight problem that should not be addressed in polite company.”
Kurt giggled and swatted Adam’s arm, which led him to admiring, once again, how well the other man was built. “You’re still addressing it, so does that mean I’m not polite company?”
Adam laughed. “Touché. Do you wish to try your drink now, sir?”
Kurt snorted. “You don’t have to be that polite.”
Adam took his hand and led him back to their table, where the cooling drinks were. Kurt picked his up and sniffed it. He couldn’t quite place what it was, but at least it smelled good. He took a sip and moaned softly as he closed his eyes. It was a slightly spicy tea that had a slightly wild flavor to it that reminded him of something, but he couldn’t place what, with an undertone of vanilla to it. He asked, “This is amazing tea. What type is it?”
“It’s chocolate vanilla tea.”
“I get the vanilla, but it doesn’t taste like chocolate.”
“Actually, it does. If you get very rich and dark chocolate, it will have some of that same wild spicy flavor to it. You can find chocolate tea in a lot of stores here but the stuff here is just in a class of its own.”
“I’d never have thought to try it. I usually get a non-fat mocha.”
“Well, it never hurts to try something new. In a cliché way, I much prefer tea to coffee.”
Kurt shrugged his shoulders and quipped, “Well, it does fit your accent.”
Adam let out a bark of laughter. “That it does.” There was a comfortable lull in their conversation as they sipped on their tea, until Adam spoke up, “You know, when I’m around you, Kurt, I feel like I’ve known you forever. It’s almost as if we don’t have to go into all those niceties of introduction that most people do at the first date - it’s almost as if I already know.”
Kurt nodded. “Yeah, I get what you mean. I feel it too. You’ve always seemed familiar.”
“As if you should recognize me from somewhere but you don’t know where?”
“Exactly. How did you know?”
“It’s the same for me. I wonder why.”
Kurt quipped, “Maybe we met in a past lifetime.”
Adam flashed him a quick bright smile. “Who knows? Maybe.”
Kurt was flooded by the feeling of comfort and understanding. Blaine might understand what it was like to be gay in small-town Ohio, but he didn’t understand Kurt’s psychic side or the slightly different belief system he’d chosen. Kurt didn’t even tell him about it, because he knew he’d never understand.
In a fleeting moment, Kurt realized that it never would have worked between them anyways, even if Blaine hadn’t cheated. There were just too many things that Blaine approached with pure logic. Kurt’s life wasn’t composed of logic. As a matter of fact, his clairvoyance was one of the least logical things he knew. In addition to that, there was also the fact that if he’d found his Adam, he’d have left Blaine in a heartbeat.
Dragging his thoughts back to the moment, Kurt shyly reached out his left hand across the table to hold Adam’s left hand. It was slightly awkward, but he didn’t want to try drinking his tea with his left hand. If he spilled it, that would be way more embarrassing. The soft warm smile Adam turned at him made all the discomfort worth it though.
A squeal of joy followed by an impassioned “Yes!” broke the moment between them as they looked over to see Nina spinning around gleefully on stage in front of a bemused Kris. She squealed again and shouted, “Yes! A date! Finally! Thank you, God!”
Adam snorted. “Well, I guess you were right, Kurt.”
“Somehow I have the feeling that it’ll take a while until I hear from her again.”
Adam nodded. “You’re probably right. If you want, though, we could reserve a time for the Apples and us to perform.”
“Can I help pick out the songs?”
“Sure. I was thinking we might to that Sondheim mash-up I was talking about, though.”
Kurt grinned. “Sounds great. I’d also love to do something from Rent. Nina refused, stating that she didn’t think we could pull off any of the male-female duets.”
“Are you hinting about wanting to perform ‘I’ll Cover You’ with me?”
Kurt looked off to the side before turning his eyes to meet Adam’s. “That was implied, wasn’t it?”
Adam rubbed the back of Kurt’s hand with his thumb. “I would love to, but I don’t think I have the right accent. In case you haven’t noticed I don’t exactly sound like a New Yorker,” he quipped.
Kurt giggled. “I don’t care. It’s not like we’re trying out for a play or anything either. It’ll be fine.”
Adam gave him a familiar brilliant smile. “In that case, of course I’ll sing it with you.”
As they finished their tea, Kurt noticed the time on the clock on the wall behind Adam. He blinked and looked at his watch to confirm. “Well, it’s getting to be dinnertime. Rachel, my roommate, who you probably know from the Winter Showcase, asked for me to stay out until late tonight since Brody is coming over. So, I’ll be eating out anyway. Um, what I’m actually trying to ask is -”
Adam cut in, “Let’s go eat. If you want, after that you can come to my place.” At Kurt’s alarmed look Adam quickly added, “Not like that. My roommate and I have an extra room for whenever one of the Apples inevitably crashes at my place. You can stay there.”
Kurt smiled. “That’s sweet. I think I’ll be fine, though. I have a white noise machine and I’ll rest better if I’m in my own bed. Besides, I’ve almost gotten used to seeing Brody walk around our loft practically naked. I don’t really enjoy it, but I’ve still gotten used to it.”
“Well, if it becomes too much, then the offer’s open - just like it is to all of the other Apple members.”
“So it isn’t anything special?”
Adam smirked, eyes twinkling, “The special thing would be sleeping in my bed with me. But somehow I don’t think we’re quite there yet. Maybe someday.”
Kurt fluttered his eyelashes at Adam in what he hoped was a flirtatious manner. “Yeah, maybe. In the meantime, though, I’m hungry. Where would you suggest going to eat?”
“I know a really good Lebanese restaurant close to here. The people there accept the LGBT community, even if they don’t really like them, and they’ve got really good food. If you’d prefer, though, there’s a good Greek restaurant a little further along that is run by a lesbian couple I know. They’ve also got really good food.”
“I think I’ll go for the Greek food. I love hummus and tzatziki sauce. Besides, I don’t feel like ending such a wonderful evening with homophobes. I had enough of them back in Ohio.”
Adam shrugged. “That works for me. I’ve been meaning to stop by again soon anyway.”
When leaving the café, Adam took Kurt’s hand in his own, clasping it as if he was holding something precious. While Kurt generally didn’t really enjoy being treated as if he were made of glass, the way Adam did it made Kurt feel special and treasured.
***
When Kurt arrived home late that evening, he felt like he was walking on cloud nine. He wanted to tell Rachel all about it. He knew that would have to wait, though, when he heard the noises coming from their loft. He knew that she was definitely busy with someone else, namely Brody. Resolving to talk to her about it in the morning, he turned on the white noise machine and went to sleep.
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