Kurt wasn't happy to say the least; he had been waiting for this delivery for a week now. Someone was taking the piss.
He hadn't even bothered to get changed, still in a towel in case he missed the delivery man.
Its not like its anything important or anything…only his job on the line. I he couldn't get his designs ready in time he would be ashamed to say the least.
Kurt was bored of waiting…he already had junk mail… no actual mail as of yet.
So, he decided to switch on the television and chill…

Until he was rudely interrupted by the phone ringing…It was Finn
Kurt had fond memories of Finn.. And some rather (shall we say) awkward memories. It was only when Finn became his stepbrother that everything seemed to smooth out. All through high school, Finn had his back, sure the bullies didn't magically, PUFF and vanish but he had friends, he had the New Directions and he had Finn.
Sure Finn was like, nine feet taller than everyone else, but hey, Finn had Rachel, equally short, so they must of found a balance somewhere.
'Hey Dude' Finn yelled. Jeez, didn't he know of volume control.
'Umm…hi' Kurt answered.
'So..I was wondering if you were coming to the Friday night dinner tonight?'
'What kind of person do you think I am? Of course I am he added, (you know, just in case he didn't get the obvious answer) 'Why'd ask?'
'Oh, well I knew you were in a shitty moo all week about that delivery.. so I didn't know.. I'm guessing it came?'

'Nooo, it hasn't, not yet b-' Kurt was rudely interrupted by the door. 'I'll speak to you later. 'He hung up.

Kurt started as he walked to towards the door.
'About bloody time, you people took forever to deliver my parcel. 'He opened the door and looked up. There a man stood about Kurt's age, maybe a year younger. He had the most adorable eyes and the sweetest curls on his head. OMG he was still in just a towel. How embarrassing. Oh his eyes… Oh shit, the man had been talking and Kurt had been to busy daydreaming.
Kurt said apologetically 'What did you say, sorry?'
The man replied. 'Package for Hummel?'

His voice was so velvet like, so creamy and Kurt could listen to it all day. He felt a strange feeling inside of him.. Shit he could not be turned on by the delivery guy..but he was and Kurt wasn't ashamed. This guy was hot. But Kurt had to get out of there fast.
'Uh..Yeah sure that's me.' Kurt quickly signed the paper and gave the man it back.
'Um, thank you.. are you okay ?' The mans eyes darted downwards.
Oh god, Kurt was getting redder and redder and flustered, he had to ge out of there, it was so mortifying.
'Oh God, um sorry, um Bye.' Kurt slammed the door in the mans face.
Then he heard the voice again,'Um you left the package….'
'Leave it on the doorstep. I'll get it in a minute.'(When your gone).
'Oh okay, have a good day.' Kurt could hear the amusement in his voice, he was mortified. He heard footsteps of someone walking away. When Kurt felt safe enough he gingerly looked round the door and steeped outside, picking up the parcel. He headed back inside.

But Kurt did not see those very adorable brown eyes looking at him from afar….