Fic: Disaster (11/15)
Title: Disaster - 11/15
Genre: Angst/Drama/Romance
Rating: R
Pairing: Puck/Kurt
Word Count: 1660 this chapter | 11590 so far
Summary: Sequel to The System. Kurt and Puck are still together after over a year’s trials and tribulations. In fact, they’ve even moved in together and are awaiting college in the fall. Everything seems perfect until one phone call changes the perfect world they’ve planned.
Previous Chapters: Located at the Directory here.
Kurt had the music loud, singing along during his entire drive back into Lima. He didn’t usually listen to his music so loud, but he had a lot on his mind and singing was sort of his way of venting things out. He wasn’t upset, not at all; he loved Beth, loved her father and was happy that he and Puck could do all they could for the tiny princess who’d just lost her mother. No, he wasn’t upset at all; he was just overwhelmed by everything. This would not be easy and the magnitude of all they had left to do was just enough to make even the strongest person cry. Kurt Hummel, however, did not cry when overwhelmed, he sang.
He had promised his father that he would come visit him and explain everything, but he didn’t want to tell Puck just how serious the visit was. It was going to be pretty hard to explain to his father and probably his stepmother exactly what the plan was. He hoped deep down that maybe Carole could help get the message across to his father. After all, she had been very supportive when she thought that Finn was going to be a teenage father and she had always kind of adored him. They knew the basics, of course, but they deserved to hear it from Kurt himself.
Finally, Kurt couldn’t take it anymore and shut off the blasting Lady Gaga. His ears were kind of ringing and he was nervous. Thankfully, he hit Lima, Ohio, just as his nerves took hold.
He drove up to the house, pulling into the driveway. He knew that his dad would be home, so he just got out of the car and headed up to the door. It felt so strange knocking at his childhood home, but it wasn’t his anymore. He knocked and waited.
Apparently, his father also found his knocking unusual. “Kurt, what are you doing knocking?” he asked, laughing. “Come on in. I wasn’t expecting you.”
“I didn’t tell you I was coming,” Kurt said quietly, shrugging. “I feel like I needed to explain in person.”
He entered the house and his father followed. “I was kind of hoping you would,” he said. “I know you went to that woman’s funeral in Columbus and…uh, well to be honest, that little blonde girl you used to be friends with, she said her name was Quinn, she tried to rant at me about how you were ruining your life. I promised her I’d call you and talk you out of the madness - but I’m not quite sure what the madness is. I know you have his birth daughter with you and he’s going to…keep her…or try. But, what I don’t get is - where does that factor you in Kurt?”
Kurt sighed a little. He sat down on the familiar sofa and leaned back.
“I don’t know. Well, I’m sure you know the basics,” he said soft. “Puck’s daughter Beth was adopted out at the end of our sophomore year. Her adoptive mother just died and she willed that Puck should take her back, if anything ever happened to her. Puck is fighting for custody of Beth and it’s looking really good. We’re…going to be parents.” Kurt frowned a little bit, as it did sound a little crazy, saying it like that. “I was going to come explain this to you, but there was so much to settle.”
“That is kind of madness,” Burt admitted, low, “and exactly what I got from your email, but…how do you feel about this Kurt?”
Kurt looked confused and honestly, he was confused. How was he supposed to feel? Wasn’t his dad supposed to yell at him about the mistake that he was making and how it would ruin his life? Nobody except Puck had ever asked him how he felt about this, so he was a little surprised, naturally. How did he feel about this? That was one of the best questions in the world, but not one he had an answer to.
“I love Beth,” he said quietly. “I adore her already. I can see myself growing up as her father, being as amazing of a father to her as you are to me. I’m scared, of course. I’m only eighteen. I’m supposed to start college in the fall, and I still am, because I need that scholarship money. We don’t really have the finances to handle this but we’re both going to up our work schedules as much as they’ll allow. I’m afraid that finances are going to kill us and we’ll never see each other again, honestly, but I’m focusing on Beth right now, because that’s what Puck needs to focus on.”
“I don’t really think that you need an answer from me Kurt,” he said. “Or a condemnation, which is what you act like you’re expecting.”
Kurt looked up at his father and started crying. He didn’t know where it came from, but all of a sudden the dam burst and he was just a mess of tears. “I don’t know…I don’t know what I’m expecting; another voice to call us crazy maybe, yeah.”
“You’re not crazy,” Burt said firmly. “In fact, I’d love for you and the boy to bring her for a visit, as soon as you can.”
“How can you be okay with this?” Kurt asked.
“I can be okay, because your mom was pretty young when you were born, you know that right?” Burt smiled thoughtfully. “She was younger than me, and she felt unprepared as anything to have a child. She was younger and I was more immature, so we were about in the same boat as you are. You were as unexpected of an arrival as this kid’s return to your…um, boyfriend’s…life.”
Kurt reached over and hugged his father. His father was one of the few people he trusted enough to really hug. He held him tightly, leaning into his shoulder. “You should see her dad,” he whispered softly. “She’s the most precious child that I’ve ever met in my life. So pretty and precocious and she has this sassy little attitude that is as much Puck’s as it is her adoptive mom’s. She’s…perfect.”
“I’ve known that you and that boy were gonna run off and start a family for about a year now,” Burt said shaking his head. “Why not let it come sooner, I suppose. It’ll be tough, but you’re Hummel tough.”
“Do you really think this is going to ruin me?” Kurt asked, but then he looked at his father funny when his words registered. “And how on earth did you know that?”
His father ruffled his hair. “Once again, me and your mom. You guys are like duplicates of us, in the creepiest way. You made all these plans before your senior year of high school ended. Few kids have that kind of direction. Nah, Kurt, it’s not gonna ruin you. I aint gonna lie and say that having a kid is going to make things easy. It’s gonna be tough, but you’re tough. You can live your dreams and have that kid happier than ever, if you want it enough.”
Kurt sighed heavily. “Here I was expecting you to yell and scream at me,” he said, lying against the arm of the couch.
“You lived under my roof for eighteen years, I’ve had enough yelling,” Burt joked and Kurt was compelled to hug him again.
“I love them both so much dad,” he said softly. “Are Finn and Carole coming home today?”
“Finn is downstairs, actually, and Carole will be home soon. You should go talk to Finn. He’s been worrying sick since that girl ran through Lima like a bat out of hell, trying to get someone to believe you were nuts.”
Kurt nodded. “Okay, I will.”
“You’re staying for dinner too. You’ll be proud, I’m cooking.”
Now that, Kurt had to see. “Alright dad,” he said as he headed downstairs into the basement. Finn was staying in what once was his bedroom, while he attended the local community college. Finn was actually doing really well with his life, planning on heading out of Lima, after he got settled into a career path. He was having trouble making that big decision but he was learning a lot about different professions.
“Hey, why does this place smell like boy?” Kurt joked, as he headed down the stairs and into the room.
Finn looked up, mouth hanging open. “Cause a boy lives here,” he said, as he jumped up off of the bed. “Kurt, hey, I’ve been trying to get ahold of you, but your phone keeps going to voicemail.”
“Sorry,” Kurt said sheepishly, giving Finn a quick hug. “I…uh well, I’ve been absolutely busy.”
“I heard. Beth.” He mumbled the words low, looking at Kurt deeply, as if trying to pry answers from him. “Kurt, what’s going on?”
Kurt was tired of telling this same old story. “Shelby died in an accident. Puck is getting custody of Beth back. That’s the short version.”
Finn sat back down on his bed and gestured for Kurt to do the same. “Isn’t that going to be hard Kurt?” he asked, gently.
Kurt shrugged, but he sat down next to his stepbrother. “I’d imagine,” he said softly. “It’s going to be hard, but I would literally do anything for both of them. I think that’s the best start there is to something like this.” He looked at Finn and hoped he understood. Years ago, when Finn thought that Quinn’s baby was his, he would have done anything for her.
“Yeah, I get it. God dude, you leave for a month and this is what I get?”
“I know, I’m just epic like that,” Kurt said. “Changing my life leaps and bounds in ten seconds.”
Finn hugged him. Kurt let him. It was a time for hugging.
Genre: Angst/Drama/Romance
Rating: R
Pairing: Puck/Kurt
Word Count: 1660 this chapter | 11590 so far
Summary: Sequel to The System. Kurt and Puck are still together after over a year’s trials and tribulations. In fact, they’ve even moved in together and are awaiting college in the fall. Everything seems perfect until one phone call changes the perfect world they’ve planned.
Previous Chapters: Located at the Directory here.
Kurt had the music loud, singing along during his entire drive back into Lima. He didn’t usually listen to his music so loud, but he had a lot on his mind and singing was sort of his way of venting things out. He wasn’t upset, not at all; he loved Beth, loved her father and was happy that he and Puck could do all they could for the tiny princess who’d just lost her mother. No, he wasn’t upset at all; he was just overwhelmed by everything. This would not be easy and the magnitude of all they had left to do was just enough to make even the strongest person cry. Kurt Hummel, however, did not cry when overwhelmed, he sang.
He had promised his father that he would come visit him and explain everything, but he didn’t want to tell Puck just how serious the visit was. It was going to be pretty hard to explain to his father and probably his stepmother exactly what the plan was. He hoped deep down that maybe Carole could help get the message across to his father. After all, she had been very supportive when she thought that Finn was going to be a teenage father and she had always kind of adored him. They knew the basics, of course, but they deserved to hear it from Kurt himself.
Finally, Kurt couldn’t take it anymore and shut off the blasting Lady Gaga. His ears were kind of ringing and he was nervous. Thankfully, he hit Lima, Ohio, just as his nerves took hold.
He drove up to the house, pulling into the driveway. He knew that his dad would be home, so he just got out of the car and headed up to the door. It felt so strange knocking at his childhood home, but it wasn’t his anymore. He knocked and waited.
Apparently, his father also found his knocking unusual. “Kurt, what are you doing knocking?” he asked, laughing. “Come on in. I wasn’t expecting you.”
“I didn’t tell you I was coming,” Kurt said quietly, shrugging. “I feel like I needed to explain in person.”
He entered the house and his father followed. “I was kind of hoping you would,” he said. “I know you went to that woman’s funeral in Columbus and…uh, well to be honest, that little blonde girl you used to be friends with, she said her name was Quinn, she tried to rant at me about how you were ruining your life. I promised her I’d call you and talk you out of the madness - but I’m not quite sure what the madness is. I know you have his birth daughter with you and he’s going to…keep her…or try. But, what I don’t get is - where does that factor you in Kurt?”
Kurt sighed a little. He sat down on the familiar sofa and leaned back.
“I don’t know. Well, I’m sure you know the basics,” he said soft. “Puck’s daughter Beth was adopted out at the end of our sophomore year. Her adoptive mother just died and she willed that Puck should take her back, if anything ever happened to her. Puck is fighting for custody of Beth and it’s looking really good. We’re…going to be parents.” Kurt frowned a little bit, as it did sound a little crazy, saying it like that. “I was going to come explain this to you, but there was so much to settle.”
“That is kind of madness,” Burt admitted, low, “and exactly what I got from your email, but…how do you feel about this Kurt?”
Kurt looked confused and honestly, he was confused. How was he supposed to feel? Wasn’t his dad supposed to yell at him about the mistake that he was making and how it would ruin his life? Nobody except Puck had ever asked him how he felt about this, so he was a little surprised, naturally. How did he feel about this? That was one of the best questions in the world, but not one he had an answer to.
“I love Beth,” he said quietly. “I adore her already. I can see myself growing up as her father, being as amazing of a father to her as you are to me. I’m scared, of course. I’m only eighteen. I’m supposed to start college in the fall, and I still am, because I need that scholarship money. We don’t really have the finances to handle this but we’re both going to up our work schedules as much as they’ll allow. I’m afraid that finances are going to kill us and we’ll never see each other again, honestly, but I’m focusing on Beth right now, because that’s what Puck needs to focus on.”
“I don’t really think that you need an answer from me Kurt,” he said. “Or a condemnation, which is what you act like you’re expecting.”
Kurt looked up at his father and started crying. He didn’t know where it came from, but all of a sudden the dam burst and he was just a mess of tears. “I don’t know…I don’t know what I’m expecting; another voice to call us crazy maybe, yeah.”
“You’re not crazy,” Burt said firmly. “In fact, I’d love for you and the boy to bring her for a visit, as soon as you can.”
“How can you be okay with this?” Kurt asked.
“I can be okay, because your mom was pretty young when you were born, you know that right?” Burt smiled thoughtfully. “She was younger than me, and she felt unprepared as anything to have a child. She was younger and I was more immature, so we were about in the same boat as you are. You were as unexpected of an arrival as this kid’s return to your…um, boyfriend’s…life.”
Kurt reached over and hugged his father. His father was one of the few people he trusted enough to really hug. He held him tightly, leaning into his shoulder. “You should see her dad,” he whispered softly. “She’s the most precious child that I’ve ever met in my life. So pretty and precocious and she has this sassy little attitude that is as much Puck’s as it is her adoptive mom’s. She’s…perfect.”
“I’ve known that you and that boy were gonna run off and start a family for about a year now,” Burt said shaking his head. “Why not let it come sooner, I suppose. It’ll be tough, but you’re Hummel tough.”
“Do you really think this is going to ruin me?” Kurt asked, but then he looked at his father funny when his words registered. “And how on earth did you know that?”
His father ruffled his hair. “Once again, me and your mom. You guys are like duplicates of us, in the creepiest way. You made all these plans before your senior year of high school ended. Few kids have that kind of direction. Nah, Kurt, it’s not gonna ruin you. I aint gonna lie and say that having a kid is going to make things easy. It’s gonna be tough, but you’re tough. You can live your dreams and have that kid happier than ever, if you want it enough.”
Kurt sighed heavily. “Here I was expecting you to yell and scream at me,” he said, lying against the arm of the couch.
“You lived under my roof for eighteen years, I’ve had enough yelling,” Burt joked and Kurt was compelled to hug him again.
“I love them both so much dad,” he said softly. “Are Finn and Carole coming home today?”
“Finn is downstairs, actually, and Carole will be home soon. You should go talk to Finn. He’s been worrying sick since that girl ran through Lima like a bat out of hell, trying to get someone to believe you were nuts.”
Kurt nodded. “Okay, I will.”
“You’re staying for dinner too. You’ll be proud, I’m cooking.”
Now that, Kurt had to see. “Alright dad,” he said as he headed downstairs into the basement. Finn was staying in what once was his bedroom, while he attended the local community college. Finn was actually doing really well with his life, planning on heading out of Lima, after he got settled into a career path. He was having trouble making that big decision but he was learning a lot about different professions.
“Hey, why does this place smell like boy?” Kurt joked, as he headed down the stairs and into the room.
Finn looked up, mouth hanging open. “Cause a boy lives here,” he said, as he jumped up off of the bed. “Kurt, hey, I’ve been trying to get ahold of you, but your phone keeps going to voicemail.”
“Sorry,” Kurt said sheepishly, giving Finn a quick hug. “I…uh well, I’ve been absolutely busy.”
“I heard. Beth.” He mumbled the words low, looking at Kurt deeply, as if trying to pry answers from him. “Kurt, what’s going on?”
Kurt was tired of telling this same old story. “Shelby died in an accident. Puck is getting custody of Beth back. That’s the short version.”
Finn sat back down on his bed and gestured for Kurt to do the same. “Isn’t that going to be hard Kurt?” he asked, gently.
Kurt shrugged, but he sat down next to his stepbrother. “I’d imagine,” he said softly. “It’s going to be hard, but I would literally do anything for both of them. I think that’s the best start there is to something like this.” He looked at Finn and hoped he understood. Years ago, when Finn thought that Quinn’s baby was his, he would have done anything for her.
“Yeah, I get it. God dude, you leave for a month and this is what I get?”
“I know, I’m just epic like that,” Kurt said. “Changing my life leaps and bounds in ten seconds.”
Finn hugged him. Kurt let him. It was a time for hugging.