Fic: My Boyfriend is Pluto
(Can I just say how happy finding this com made me? This pairing is basically my new favorite thing ever. *raises right hand* I promise not to spam this com.)
Title: My Boyfriend is Pluto
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance/Humor (and fluff)
Characters/Pairings: Kurt, Jesse, scattered and inconsequential OCs; Jesse/Kurt
Summary: Kurt is visiting Jesse in LA and wants to go to DisneyLand. Jesse, who's embarrassed that he works there as Pluto, hasn't told Kurt about his job. They spend the entire day there anyway. Will Jesse fess up?
A/N: This was a fill from a promt on the glee_fluff_meme, but it was a while ago and I'm too lazy to go back and find it. Also, can I have a tag, please?
It's his day off from work and the last thing Jesse St. James wants to do is go to Disneyland.
Because, duh, he works there. And it's not as much fun as it's cracked up to be. At least, not when the sun is positively blinding and he's stuck wearing a stupid Pluto costume that makes it feel about fifty degrees hotter. He hadn't even put Pluto on his list of choices for a role; he had wanted Prince Charming, Prince Eric, or Aladdin (though he highly doubted he'd get the last one, but you never know).
But somehow they ended up one original Disney cartoon character short, so they'd asked Jesse to step in. And he thought, what the hell, it's Disneyland. Can't be that bad.
It was worse than bad. It was terrible. He always sweats through his shirt in less than an hour, and not just because he tends to sweat a lot. He has to push his hair back with one of those athletic headbands and he has to set a timer on his watch to remind him to head back inside to take a break. Apparently if you stay in the costume for too long, you'll faint.
The only good part was seeing all the little kids flock around him, screaming, "Pluto! Pluto! You're my favorite!" He posed for pictures and signed autographs and waved at everyone that walked past him and became really good friends with the guy in the Donald Duck costume. The Disney Princesses are all total bitches once they get the costumes off, but Jesse loves them all the more for it.
And now it's his day off, and his boyfriend asks to go to Disneyland.
"What?" Jesse looks over at the smaller boy, watching his face flush. "Why do you want to go there?"
"I can't come to LA and not go to Disneyland," Kurt says defiantly. "It's like, a necessity of life or something." He comes over to plop down on Jesse's bed right next to him, prodding his side where he knows it tickles. Jesse squirms away as Kurt says, "Come on, it's your day off. We should do something fun!"
In retrospect, he probably should have mentioned that he works there. He could have fibbed and said he operated one of the rides or worked in one of the shops or something. (Because he's heard Kurt make fun of the kid who's McKinley's mascot, and this is basically the same thing, right?) But he just never said and Kurt never asked.
"We will do something fun," Jesse insists, putting an arm stubbornly around Kurt and pulling him close. "I can think of about fifteen fun things we could do right here."
Kurt slaps him.
"Kidding, kidding," Jesse grins, even though he really wasn't.
"Sure you were," Kurt rolls his eyes and it's obvious that he knows Jesse wasn't kidding. But he won't have any of it, because he wants to go to Disney.
Jesse thinks Kurt is a stubborn little bugger, but he loves him for it. It's no surprise that an hour later they end up at Disneyland, Kurt looking around at everything excitedly and Jesse hoping that none of his fellow Disney characters would come up and embarrass him.
But it's easy to forget about all that. Kurt's holding his hand and pulling him around everywhere and he looks like an excited five year old. It's probably the most adorable thing Jesse has ever seen in his entire life. Ask him to admit that and he'll probably stare you down and make you wonder what the hell you were thinking by asking, but he's allowed to think it as much as he wants.
The inevitable does happen, and they run into Mickey.
"Jesse, it's Mickey!" Kurt really is an excited five year old. "C'mon, let's go say hi!" He practically hauls Jesse all the way there, grinning when Mickey holds up a hand for a high-five. It's probably Stephen inside the costume, Jesse decides, knowing that Stephen is the only Mickey who would have given two almost-adults the time of day when there's a group of kids three feet away.
Kurt's practically glowing after Stephen-Mickey waves goodbye. Jesse starts laughing, not because he's making fun, but because he's never seen Kurt this happy. It's funny what a man in a silly costume can do, and Jesse's almost wishing that he was in his costume, just so he could make Kurt's day like that. Keyword there: almost.
"This is the best ever," Kurt decides. He doesn't specify what 'best ever' it is, and Jesse likes to think that's because it's the best everything. Because, you know, he's Jesse St. James, so of course it's the best ever.
Kurt holds his hand on every ride they go on. He makes them go on the spinning teacups at least six times, claiming that he wants his Disney commercial moment to go on forever. Jesse laughs, kisses his nose, and tells him, "Next time I'll get you an envelope that has fireworks inside of it to complete the package."
They run into Fran, who dresses up as Ariel, after Kurt's finally had enough of the teacups. Jesse feels his cheeks heat up and he tries to shake his head slightly and telepathically tell her that she needs to shut up and pretend not to know him.
"Jesse!" she's grinning and obviously didn't pick up on his telepathic waves that were so desperately trying to reach her. "I didn't know you were here today."
"Yeah, Kurt wanted to come to Disney, so here we are," he gives a half-chuckle, giving her a look that clearly told her to go away. She seems to pick up that something was off, but Kurt, who is clueless as to what was going on, clearly just thinks the pair of them knew each other from school or something.
"Hi," he holds out his hand, shaking hers when she offers it. "I didn't expect to meet any of Jesse's friends today. I'm Kurt, obviously."
"Fran," she smiles, shrugging and adding, "Or Ariel, if you must."
"Do you go to school with Jesse?" Kurt asks, clearly having it in for him. Before Fran can say anything, Jesse jumps in, claiming, "I have to go to the bathroom."
"That's nice," Kurt raises an eyebrow at him. "Thanks for sharing." He makes a little 'shoo' motion, saying, "Well run along to the little boy's room, Mr. Hyper-active bladder."
Jesse flushes pink, knowing Kurt said it just to embarrass him, even though it's not true. But he runs off anyway, heading not for the bathroom, but for the staff room where they keep all the costumes. He has his own key, so he goes inside and finds his Pluto costume.
Part of him wants to just keep the act up and pretend like he doesn't have the most embarrassing job on the face of the planet, but the other part of him is thinking about Kurt's face when he got to meet Mickey. Pluto's a close second to Mickey, right? So maybe Jesse will make Kurt's day and his boyfriend won't end up rolling on the ground, clutching his sides as he laughs himself silly.
Feeling very stupid, Jesse puts the costume on. It's hot and sticky and he remembers that he had been planning to air it out before putting it on again. Whoops. Ignoring the smell, he walks back over to where Kurt and Fran are still talking. Fran is waving to all the kids that pass as she talks with Kurt, and as he listens in he realizes she's making up some story about her and Jesse taking the same advanced trigonometry class last semester. Bless her.
Kids are starting to notice him now, flocking around him and clamoring for pictures. One little boy pulls on his tail, and Jesse turns around and chases him while he shrieks with laughter. That catches Kurt's attention, so when he looks back over, his boyfriend is looking straight at him with amusement written all over his face. Jesse waves to him, getting a grin and a wave in return.
He beckons Kurt over, holding out his hands and spinning Kurt in a circle when he holds on. Kurt laughs as Jesse dances with him and Jesse's wondering why he didn't think to do this before. This isn't some crappy school mascot, this is an iconic Disney character. No way would Kurt make fun of him for having this job.
So he tightens his grip on one of Kurt's hands, skipping off toward the staff room again. Kurt, who has no idea what he's doing, skips alongside him. As soon as they reach a spot that's far enough away from the beaten path, Jesse takes his furry gloves off and starts fumbling with the head of the costume.
"Are you okay?" Kurt asks, obviously thinking that he's having a heat stroke or something and just needed help getting the costume off. The look of surprise on his face when the head comes off and there's Jesse is just too adorable for words.
"Where did you get that?" Kurt's laughing now. "Is that where you went instead of the bathroom?"
"Yep," Jesse grins. "I work here. As Pluto, obviously."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Kurt doesn't look angry or upset, but Jesse doesn't want to lie and tell him he's been planning a surprise for months or something as equally as bull-crap filled as that.
"Honestly, because I thought you'd think it was stupid," Jesse admits. "I mean, mascots do kind of get a lot of crap from the rest of the school."
"Well, this is about ten thousand times cooler than a school mascot," Kurt tells him, kissing him on the cheek. Then he gets this completely mischievous grin on his face and adds, "You probably look totally hot after you're done for the day, too."
Jesse bursts out laughing, saying, "Kurt Hummel, that sort of talk will not be tolerated at the happiest place on earth. What would the kiddies think?" But he's still laughing and he's holding Kurt's hand and if he pulls him into the staff room and kisses him, well… Jesse St. James doesn't kiss and tell.
When they come back out, Kurt's stubbornly trying to flatten his hair and berating Jesse for messing it up while Jesse just shakes his head and laughs some more.
And once it gets dark and they're sitting together on a bench holding hands and just looking at everything around them, Jesse has to admit that Kurt was right. This definitely was the best ever.
Title: My Boyfriend is Pluto
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance/Humor (and fluff)
Characters/Pairings: Kurt, Jesse, scattered and inconsequential OCs; Jesse/Kurt
Summary: Kurt is visiting Jesse in LA and wants to go to DisneyLand. Jesse, who's embarrassed that he works there as Pluto, hasn't told Kurt about his job. They spend the entire day there anyway. Will Jesse fess up?
A/N: This was a fill from a promt on the glee_fluff_meme, but it was a while ago and I'm too lazy to go back and find it. Also, can I have a tag, please?
It's his day off from work and the last thing Jesse St. James wants to do is go to Disneyland.
Because, duh, he works there. And it's not as much fun as it's cracked up to be. At least, not when the sun is positively blinding and he's stuck wearing a stupid Pluto costume that makes it feel about fifty degrees hotter. He hadn't even put Pluto on his list of choices for a role; he had wanted Prince Charming, Prince Eric, or Aladdin (though he highly doubted he'd get the last one, but you never know).
But somehow they ended up one original Disney cartoon character short, so they'd asked Jesse to step in. And he thought, what the hell, it's Disneyland. Can't be that bad.
It was worse than bad. It was terrible. He always sweats through his shirt in less than an hour, and not just because he tends to sweat a lot. He has to push his hair back with one of those athletic headbands and he has to set a timer on his watch to remind him to head back inside to take a break. Apparently if you stay in the costume for too long, you'll faint.
The only good part was seeing all the little kids flock around him, screaming, "Pluto! Pluto! You're my favorite!" He posed for pictures and signed autographs and waved at everyone that walked past him and became really good friends with the guy in the Donald Duck costume. The Disney Princesses are all total bitches once they get the costumes off, but Jesse loves them all the more for it.
And now it's his day off, and his boyfriend asks to go to Disneyland.
"What?" Jesse looks over at the smaller boy, watching his face flush. "Why do you want to go there?"
"I can't come to LA and not go to Disneyland," Kurt says defiantly. "It's like, a necessity of life or something." He comes over to plop down on Jesse's bed right next to him, prodding his side where he knows it tickles. Jesse squirms away as Kurt says, "Come on, it's your day off. We should do something fun!"
In retrospect, he probably should have mentioned that he works there. He could have fibbed and said he operated one of the rides or worked in one of the shops or something. (Because he's heard Kurt make fun of the kid who's McKinley's mascot, and this is basically the same thing, right?) But he just never said and Kurt never asked.
"We will do something fun," Jesse insists, putting an arm stubbornly around Kurt and pulling him close. "I can think of about fifteen fun things we could do right here."
Kurt slaps him.
"Kidding, kidding," Jesse grins, even though he really wasn't.
"Sure you were," Kurt rolls his eyes and it's obvious that he knows Jesse wasn't kidding. But he won't have any of it, because he wants to go to Disney.
Jesse thinks Kurt is a stubborn little bugger, but he loves him for it. It's no surprise that an hour later they end up at Disneyland, Kurt looking around at everything excitedly and Jesse hoping that none of his fellow Disney characters would come up and embarrass him.
But it's easy to forget about all that. Kurt's holding his hand and pulling him around everywhere and he looks like an excited five year old. It's probably the most adorable thing Jesse has ever seen in his entire life. Ask him to admit that and he'll probably stare you down and make you wonder what the hell you were thinking by asking, but he's allowed to think it as much as he wants.
The inevitable does happen, and they run into Mickey.
"Jesse, it's Mickey!" Kurt really is an excited five year old. "C'mon, let's go say hi!" He practically hauls Jesse all the way there, grinning when Mickey holds up a hand for a high-five. It's probably Stephen inside the costume, Jesse decides, knowing that Stephen is the only Mickey who would have given two almost-adults the time of day when there's a group of kids three feet away.
Kurt's practically glowing after Stephen-Mickey waves goodbye. Jesse starts laughing, not because he's making fun, but because he's never seen Kurt this happy. It's funny what a man in a silly costume can do, and Jesse's almost wishing that he was in his costume, just so he could make Kurt's day like that. Keyword there: almost.
"This is the best ever," Kurt decides. He doesn't specify what 'best ever' it is, and Jesse likes to think that's because it's the best everything. Because, you know, he's Jesse St. James, so of course it's the best ever.
Kurt holds his hand on every ride they go on. He makes them go on the spinning teacups at least six times, claiming that he wants his Disney commercial moment to go on forever. Jesse laughs, kisses his nose, and tells him, "Next time I'll get you an envelope that has fireworks inside of it to complete the package."
They run into Fran, who dresses up as Ariel, after Kurt's finally had enough of the teacups. Jesse feels his cheeks heat up and he tries to shake his head slightly and telepathically tell her that she needs to shut up and pretend not to know him.
"Jesse!" she's grinning and obviously didn't pick up on his telepathic waves that were so desperately trying to reach her. "I didn't know you were here today."
"Yeah, Kurt wanted to come to Disney, so here we are," he gives a half-chuckle, giving her a look that clearly told her to go away. She seems to pick up that something was off, but Kurt, who is clueless as to what was going on, clearly just thinks the pair of them knew each other from school or something.
"Hi," he holds out his hand, shaking hers when she offers it. "I didn't expect to meet any of Jesse's friends today. I'm Kurt, obviously."
"Fran," she smiles, shrugging and adding, "Or Ariel, if you must."
"Do you go to school with Jesse?" Kurt asks, clearly having it in for him. Before Fran can say anything, Jesse jumps in, claiming, "I have to go to the bathroom."
"That's nice," Kurt raises an eyebrow at him. "Thanks for sharing." He makes a little 'shoo' motion, saying, "Well run along to the little boy's room, Mr. Hyper-active bladder."
Jesse flushes pink, knowing Kurt said it just to embarrass him, even though it's not true. But he runs off anyway, heading not for the bathroom, but for the staff room where they keep all the costumes. He has his own key, so he goes inside and finds his Pluto costume.
Part of him wants to just keep the act up and pretend like he doesn't have the most embarrassing job on the face of the planet, but the other part of him is thinking about Kurt's face when he got to meet Mickey. Pluto's a close second to Mickey, right? So maybe Jesse will make Kurt's day and his boyfriend won't end up rolling on the ground, clutching his sides as he laughs himself silly.
Feeling very stupid, Jesse puts the costume on. It's hot and sticky and he remembers that he had been planning to air it out before putting it on again. Whoops. Ignoring the smell, he walks back over to where Kurt and Fran are still talking. Fran is waving to all the kids that pass as she talks with Kurt, and as he listens in he realizes she's making up some story about her and Jesse taking the same advanced trigonometry class last semester. Bless her.
Kids are starting to notice him now, flocking around him and clamoring for pictures. One little boy pulls on his tail, and Jesse turns around and chases him while he shrieks with laughter. That catches Kurt's attention, so when he looks back over, his boyfriend is looking straight at him with amusement written all over his face. Jesse waves to him, getting a grin and a wave in return.
He beckons Kurt over, holding out his hands and spinning Kurt in a circle when he holds on. Kurt laughs as Jesse dances with him and Jesse's wondering why he didn't think to do this before. This isn't some crappy school mascot, this is an iconic Disney character. No way would Kurt make fun of him for having this job.
So he tightens his grip on one of Kurt's hands, skipping off toward the staff room again. Kurt, who has no idea what he's doing, skips alongside him. As soon as they reach a spot that's far enough away from the beaten path, Jesse takes his furry gloves off and starts fumbling with the head of the costume.
"Are you okay?" Kurt asks, obviously thinking that he's having a heat stroke or something and just needed help getting the costume off. The look of surprise on his face when the head comes off and there's Jesse is just too adorable for words.
"Where did you get that?" Kurt's laughing now. "Is that where you went instead of the bathroom?"
"Yep," Jesse grins. "I work here. As Pluto, obviously."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Kurt doesn't look angry or upset, but Jesse doesn't want to lie and tell him he's been planning a surprise for months or something as equally as bull-crap filled as that.
"Honestly, because I thought you'd think it was stupid," Jesse admits. "I mean, mascots do kind of get a lot of crap from the rest of the school."
"Well, this is about ten thousand times cooler than a school mascot," Kurt tells him, kissing him on the cheek. Then he gets this completely mischievous grin on his face and adds, "You probably look totally hot after you're done for the day, too."
Jesse bursts out laughing, saying, "Kurt Hummel, that sort of talk will not be tolerated at the happiest place on earth. What would the kiddies think?" But he's still laughing and he's holding Kurt's hand and if he pulls him into the staff room and kisses him, well… Jesse St. James doesn't kiss and tell.
When they come back out, Kurt's stubbornly trying to flatten his hair and berating Jesse for messing it up while Jesse just shakes his head and laughs some more.
And once it gets dark and they're sitting together on a bench holding hands and just looking at everything around them, Jesse has to admit that Kurt was right. This definitely was the best ever.