September 2012
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Arrivals: @Seb
Memories flooded Kurt’s vision as he raced down the few steps, his knees giving out on the last one. Had the brunette not had a death grip on the railings he would have ended up landing flat on his face. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have thought that he would be able to handle actually going into that apartment? That apartment smelled of sandalwood and cinnamon; that same...
August 2012
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Arrivals: @Seb →
“You need a place to stay, right?”
Angry blue eyes dropped from the window to his lap as Kurt bit down on his lower lip anxiously. This was ridiculous. The damn man had two things to do, that was it. Arrange for his flight and his hotel room. It’s not like it was rocket science. But not, he was too busy trying to get laid and schmoozing over potential clients. Kurt should have known he wouldn’t...
July 2012
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Arrivals: @Seb →
With his satisfied smirk still placed upon his face, Kurt relaxed a bit more into the leather seat; his knees resting up on the dash board, his legs swinging slightly from the knees. His gaze out the window as he watched the scenery glide by them, holding a breath for a moment before letting it out and finally letting some of the tension that had built up on the flight go. He had been worried...
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Arrivals: @Seb →
Kurt managed to roll his eyes the second he saw that meerkat smirk. Nothing good ever came when that smirk was firmly in place on that man’s face. True to form, a meager few seconds later Smythe opened his mouth and Kurt couldn’t stop that flush that raged across his cheeks.
“That’s true, you can’t. I don’t think normal gay men get off on the sound of an engine. It’s either that, or I’ve just...
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Arrivals: @ Bastian →
“Yeah, I realize that, smartass. Really, Hummel, isn’t the stereotype a cigarette afterwards?”
Kurt stumbled slightly at the green eyed man words, tripping over his own feet as his eyebrows raised. He glared at the man before him for a moment through his shades.
“Okay, okay! We’ll get you your coffee. However, if it’s coffee you need afterwards, with whatever it is you do with your mouth, then...
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Arrivals: @Bastian →
Blue eyes narrowed in Seb’s direction as he hoisted his bag onto his own shoulder, a slight eyebrow raised in amusement. Who would have thought that Smythe would try being a gentleman, especially to him.
“Who knows, it could happen. After all, Lady Face, I thought I’d never live to see the day that you actually wore men’s clothes. C’mon, let’s go. I’m starving. Can you eat?”
Kurt rolled his eyes...
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Arrivals @Bastian
Kurt and Rachel sat curled up on the couch in his tiny apartment, watching several of their favorite movies along with a few they hated, but loved to bitch about together. Somewhere between belting out the sounds of RENT and Oliver Kurt had noticed that his best friend kept sliding worried looking glances his way. He wasn’t sure why, but for whatever reason those glances more than anything at that...
June 2012
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Addiction: @Rachel →
“I thought that would never get done! Let’s remember to not put on music when we try to accomplish anything productive next time, okay?”
Kurt zipped the case shut before he flopped down onto the couch next to Rachel, nodding at her words. Laughing softly as he leaned into her, his head tilting to the side as he smiled. To be honest, it probably hadn’t been the brightest idea to productivity for...
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Addiction: @Rachel →
Lounging on the couch, Kurt glared at his suit case as he gulped down the dark liquid, hissy utterances of “Why are you still empty” and “Just pack yourself!” slipping through his lips between gulps. He swallowed down the last of the dark liquid before the announcer on the news caught his ears.
// …Gay Pride Day is celebrated all over, not just here in New York. Let’s go live to Joan in San...
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Text --> Quinn
Q: We will! And it better be soon Hummel! I'm holding you to it. Aw, I'll be thinking of you whilst having fun. Wish you were here.
K: It'll be soon, don't you worry!! First drinks are on me when we do finally get together. Don't think of me too hard, don't want you getting distracted from all the amazing things going on!
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Text --> Quinn
Q: Eurgh, but that's so far away! Pity you're not here. You should be here living it up for Pride!! Don't worry I will.
K: I know, cherie. Don't worry though, you and I will find something to do to make up for lost time, sound good? And I'm totally jealous that you're there for Pride!!
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Text --> Quinn
Q: You are actually aren't you! And I miss yours, too much. When am I going to see you again? Yes, Fabulous. I happened to get in on time for Pride believe it or not. Place is a party haven.
K: At the very least I'll see you at the wedding. Hopefully sooner. Pride, huh? I'm sad I'm missing it. Take tons of pictures for me? You can show me later!!
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Text --> Quinn
Q: Ah, it is fabulous mon amie! More importantly how are you Hummel? I feel like I haven't seen you in forever.
K: I'm fine, ma cherie. I'm always fine. Though you are right, it has been forever. I miss your blond butt! Fabulous, hm?
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Addiction: @Rachel
After two hours of unsuccessfully trying to sleep, Kurt rolled out of bed. Four thirty was as good a time as any to start the day, wasn’t it? With a grumpy growl to the empty apartment the brunette threw on a pair of jeans, a tight black long sleeve and a loose fitted light grey vest. Looking out the window he saw the beginnings of the sunrise and decided that he might as well start packing now....
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Text --> Rachel 12:54 PM
R: I'll make sure of it. No whipped cream will make it onto your beverage, Mr. Hummel. And I'm thinking BeniHanas. Sounds good? You should know better than to let me pick. ;) They have new veggie stuff I'm dying to try.
K: Sounds great. Oh I do know better, but I might as well spoil you today. I feel bad that I'm going to miss our lunch tomorrow. My flight doesn't leave until 6pm, I'll probably get a taxi at like 4:30pm to get me to JFK.
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Text --> Rachel 12:49 PM
R: Sure thing! I'm at the coffee shop now waiting in line. Want your usual Grande Non-Fat Mocha? It's on me, since you know I'll drag you to one of my favorite spots for lunch.
K: Yea, sounds great. Make sure they don't add that whipped cream crap. The newest barista likes to add it without asking. Drives me nuts. And which favorite spot are we going to today?
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Text --> Quinn 1:25 PM
K: How's 'Frisco hun?
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Text --> Rachel 12:45 PM
K: Hey Sweetie. I was thinking, since we're going to miss our weekly lunch, maybe you could come over and keep my company while we pack. Lunch'll be on me today?
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Text --> Rachel
K: (12:54pm) I don’t know what I did, but the giant spaghetti monster in the sky must hate me.
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R:(12:56pm) Okay, what happened now sweetie? And a bit more explanation this time so I can follow
K: (12:57pm) Braden called.
R: (12:59pm) Oh and what did ‘I-Only-Call-When-I-Want-S’ want? He hasnt called for a few months right?
K: (1:00pm) A few months, yea. And oddly enough...
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Text --> Seb 11:42 am
K: Meercat, call me when you get a moment alone, please.
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Curse the Fates
It was 10:30 in the morning before Kurt had even realized that he had spent the last five hours walking around Central Park. He had been texting Blaine back and forth as he wound his way through traffic and pedestrians to his usual coffee shop. He was greeted by the blast of cold air from the air conditioner, already blasting full to keep the interior of the shop comfortable with all the machines...
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Text --> Blaine 11:02 am
B: At least this time you'll be doing it legally. Don't do what I did last night, though. Learn from my mistake :P
K: True, though doing so legally does make it seem less adventurous. And don't you worry, I'll make sure to make all new mistakes this time. :-)
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Text --> Blaine 10:58 am
B: You're only royalty when tequila is involved, Kurt. ;) Heh. Tell me I'm wrong.
K: Mmm. Tequila. I might have to get myself reacquainted with my royal heritage tonight.
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Text --> Blaine 10:55 am
B: Yeah, yeah. Don't rub it in, will ya? I'll make sure I tell her for you. I'll let her know that 'Sir Kurt Hummel, 7th in line for the British throne, requests thy presence in the city of New York.' :P
K: Oh shush, your just jealous because I'm royalty. ;-)
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Text --> Blaine 10:52 am
B: Hey Kurt. Guess who I’m picking up at the airport. Lady Q! :) I'll tell Quinny you send your love.
K: Your drunken rambling is a great source of entertainment. Tell miss Quinn that I miss her and she needs to get her blond butt out here soon.
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Text --> Blaine 10:43 am
B: a) Smartass. Really, Kurt? b) You know, rubbing my drunken slurs in isn't a good thing. Did I really say that? >.< God.
K: a) yes really. I'd imagine it would have to be cold for the Ice to hang around too. So add that to the equation. B) something along those lines.
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Text --> Blaine 10:41 am
B: I can see that. The questions are a) How? and b) Where was I?
K: a) I'd imagine ice is a crucial part of the freezing process and b) I believe you were at a place called Wave? You know, like when you say hi.
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Text --> Blaine 10:39 am
B: I may need one. Still have to go on my jog with Bradshaw. Kurt...since WHEN do you comment on Sebastian's ass?! Wow. That's totally unlike you.
K: Oh, no one told you? Hell froze over last night.
New photo comment --> "Tell me..." From: Kurt...
No. Bad meercat. Moose are not fashion symbols!
New photo comment --> "Tell me..." From: Kurt...
So the meercat actually has an ass, imagine that. Seriously though, moose?! Really?
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Text --> Blaine 10:35 am
B: Oh god, Kurt! I appologise if I said any-WAIT- how did you know I am hung over?! And as for the hang over, life sucks right now. I want to curl up and die. That answer that question?
K: I hear a great cure for a hangover is a bloody Mary.
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Text --> Blaine 10:30 AM
K: So, Mr. 'This is Totally My Song', hows the hang over?
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Rays of Light
Glancing at the clock on his phone caused Kurt to groan. Well, at this rate he might as well stay up the rest of the night; after all, what was another night without sleep? He had managed a few hours the night before last, that should be enough to sustain him for a couple days. Popping open the laptop once more he decided that he would work on the article until just before the sun rose and then he...
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Text --> Seb 4:14 AM
S: Well, home now. Don't think I won't have a witty comeback for that at the wedding, Lady Face. Are we both agreed that this actually /making nice/ thing can be all a bad dream? After all, we do have reputations to withhold. ;) Later.
K: I look forward to your whitty repartee at the wedding. Goodnight, Meercat.
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Text --> Seb 4:11 AM
S: That's all you've got to say, huh? Hummel at a loss for words? Now I KNOW hell has froze over! And really, Kurt, really? You did not just really photoshop my head on a damn meercat! Cleaver, I'll give you that. I'm actually laughing. Good one.
K: Yep. Thats all I've got to say about that. And yes I did just photoshop your head onto a meercat. I think its rather stunningly done, to tell you the truth. Its a good look for you. *bows* Thank-you, thank-you. I'll be here all week.
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Picture Message --> Seb 4:08am
See? Meercat, not shark.
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Text --> Seb 4:07 AM
S: I can't believe I'm actually being cordial to Lady Face Hummel. Hell really has frozen over. Or it's the vodka talking. Alright, alright! I'll let you know, Kurt, that he didn't move to get away from you. You should know that. He wanted a fresh start, away from all the pain and shit. Hell, he still is choked up over it. Why do you think he drinks sometimes, Hummel? You know how much that hurts to admit that? And I do treat him right. You may not believe it, but people can grow up Kurt. Also, just to let you know, I didn't pursue Blaine. A year later he came to me. I'm not the shark you think I am, Hummel.
K: Not a shark. Maybe a meercat, but not a shark.
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Text --> Seb 4:04 AM
S: Listen, Kurt, you don't know anything about our relationship. It may not be a traditional one, but it's there. I love him, Hummel. And I'm damn certain he loves me. I wasn't a homewrecker. Sure, I flirted and tried, may have started off with the intent, but I knew (and so did Blaine) that I didn't have a chance with you in the picture. Waiting patiently on the sidelines, I finally got my shot. Though, I don't expect you to know what that feels like. What the hell am I doing?! I shouldn't have to explain myself to you.
K: Yes, you finally got your shot when he moved all the way across the country to get away from me. Just treat him right, Sebastian. Put the man we love to bed and treat him right.
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Text --> Seb 4:00 AM
S: What, no meercat joke, or snarky comback. Damn, and I was looking forward to it. I just wanted to let you know that Blaine's spoken for. You understand? He was drunk, and didn't know what he was rambling off about.
K: Unlike you, Sebastian, I'm not a homewrecker. He texted me and I responded. As for him being spoken for, you might want to actually talk to him about that one, see if he really is happy. Seems to me you two might have differing views on your relationship.
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Text --> Seb 3:57 AM
S: Well, well. Look who it is, Lady Hummel. How are you, Betty?
K: How original. What do you want, Smythe?
theonetheonlysmythe (Sebastian Smythe) is following you
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Three A. M.
When his phone went off at three thirty in the morning, Kurt couldn’t help the groan that had slipped from him. No, he wasn’t asleep but who in their right mind actually sent messages this late? That was part of the reason he didn’t sleep at this time; less likely that people would bother him. He had set his laptop back onto the coffee table and grabbed his phone off the charger on the desk.
He...
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Text --> Blaine 3:40 AM
B: I can't go home. I feel good now and I don't want the pain to come back. Does that make me a bad person? Don't answer that, WAIT do, NO don't. Bradshaw he'll just drool all over me. I don't like drool. It's gross you know that? Specially dog drool. And I screwed up today that's why though that's not really uncommon for me. I talked to this guy I love, you can't tell him okay? Promise me you won't? Though there's Sebastian. He's amazing and sure I love him right but he's not him. FHSSSDFSFSFSK! This is totally my song!
K: Blaine. You're the complete opposite of a bad person, so don't even let that thought cross your pretty little curly head. As for telling your secret, I couldn't even if I wanted to. You didn't tell me who it is anyway.
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Text --> Blaine 3:35 AM
B: I'm at this club Wave something. You know like a beach or when you say hi. You know that right? I'm sorry I may be a little smashed. I needed it after today. The music is too loud, and it smells like smoke in here.
K: Wave, as in surfing. Got it. A little smashed, hmm? I'd say more then a little. If it's too loud, why not go home? I don't envy you the hang over you're going to have in the morning, though I'm sure Bradshaw will make everything better. What happened today to make you need a drink?
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Text --> Blaine 3:33 AM
B: Kurt?! Shit shit SHIT! I'm like, really sorry! So sorry. I know I woke you didn't I? Of course I did. Shit shit SHIT!
K: No. Calm down, I don't sleep much anyway. So I take it you're having a good time, hm?
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Text --> Blaine 3:31 AM
B: Wesssssssssstifer! What are you doing at this exact moment like now. Wait now as in now. This moment right NOW?
K: Wes, hmm? Thats one I haven't been called before.
dapperbotiedblainerz (Blaine Anderson) is following you.
