Who: Kurt and Blaine What: 1st Meeting Where: The park When: Sunday, August 21st 1956, afternoon Warning: SFW (thus far ;) ) ( Earth angel, earth angel. Will you be mine? )
Blaine walked over to the park, one of the few things that he still recognized from the Lima he'd been to in 2011. This whole thing... there was no way it wasn't a dream, but it definitely seemed too real, too vivid for it to be anything but reality. Regardless, he wasn't anywhere near understanding what was going on here. Before he'd woken up in 1956, he'd been spending the last days of summer in Columbus with his parents before he went off to another year at Dalton Academy. Now he was stuck, fifty something years in the past, with no idea how to get back.
Great. Just great.
He headed over to where he thought he'd found a nice-looking tree last time he'd been here, not realizing for a few minutes that fifty years ago, that tree wouldn't have existed. Feeling extremely frustrated, he just walked to the first bench he found and sat down, his head in his hands.
As he walked along, Kurt spotted another boy, one he didn't recognize. Another new kid? Maybe he'd be different. He certainly seemed upset about something. After another moment of hesitation, Kurt started over to him. He looked the boy over a moment, curious, before he said anything.
"Are you okay?" Kurt inquired softly, sitting down gently on the other end of the bench. "You look upset."
Blaine looked up in surprise - the last thing he'd expected was for anyone to approach him. It felt like his life was a movie, sort of like that Pleasantville one that kind of creeped him out, the one that Tobey Maguire had been in.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine," he answered curtly, not really knowing what to say. He looked at the guy who'd approaching, doing a double take now that he'd really seen him. Whoever he was, he was beautiful. Not that it mattered, though, because it was the 1950s and being gay was illegal. Wasn't it? He stopped that thought before it went anywhere, swallowing nervously.
Kurt's blue eyes were soft and concerned as he looked him over, "Are you sure?" He was trying to be understanding and not let the other boys bad attitude upset him. He was clearly upset, so Kurt would reign in his normally snappy manner. "You're new around here, right? I don't think we've met before. I'm Kurt Hummel." He reached out, offering the other boy his hand with a smile. "Lima's not so bad, no need for the long face."
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Great. Just great.
He headed over to where he thought he'd found a nice-looking tree last time he'd been here, not realizing for a few minutes that fifty years ago, that tree wouldn't have existed. Feeling extremely frustrated, he just walked to the first bench he found and sat down, his head in his hands.
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"Are you okay?" Kurt inquired softly, sitting down gently on the other end of the bench. "You look upset."
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"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine," he answered curtly, not really knowing what to say. He looked at the guy who'd approaching, doing a double take now that he'd really seen him. Whoever he was, he was beautiful. Not that it mattered, though, because it was the 1950s and being gay was illegal. Wasn't it? He stopped that thought before it went anywhere, swallowing nervously.
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