A/N: I will feature songs from 2012-2014 as well, even though season 2 is set in 2010-2011. English is not my native language, as you may notice. I'm also from Europe, that's why the blood sugar levels are estimated in mmol. This will be mainly Kurt/Jeff, but other couples will be included.
P.S. This is my first fanfiction, so if anyone could find me a/ be my beta, I would be really happy.
Rated: T
Triggers and bad words.
Kurt stared at the white walls of the hospital. Diabetes. How on earth would he be able to live with diabetes? He had a phobia against needles. The food wouldn't be any problem; he was already very conscious about what he was eating. But the needles. He felt disturbed by only thinking about them.
He had been at Dalton for a while before he had to go to the hospital. And now he had been at the hospital for a week. He heard a knock on the door, and knowing that it would be Finn, Carole or his dad, he sighed. "Come on in!" His dad walked through the door. "You have a visitor, from your new school. Dayton, Ga- no, sorry, Kurt" Burt said, noticing Kurt's glare at him. "Dalton?" "Yeah, that's the name I guess." Kurt smiled. "Oh, that's nice. Just tell him to come inside." Expecting it to be Blaine, Kurt was a little surprised to see an enthusiastic, hyperactive blonde to walk through the door.
"Jeff?" Kurt said, not even hiding his shock. "Hi," Jeff grinned goofily. He looked around the room before continuing. "Blaine told the Warblers today that you've been diagnosed with diabetes, so I thought I would drop by." He sat down in the chair by Kurt's bed. "Uh, you remember that I told you about my sister, Lea, right?" Jeff asked and Kurt frowned but nodded slowly. "She was adopted, right? From Europe?" He asked him with a puzzled look. Jeff smiled and nodded.
"Yes, she's from Norway. We adopted her when she was eight. You see, she was diagnosed with diabetes when she was six. So I thought that you maybe would like to meet her sometime? And I want you to know that I'll always help you if you need anything. I can even help you inject your insulin if you are struggling." Jeff said with a blush.
Kurt smiled gratefully at him. "Wow, thank you, Jeff. How old is she?" He thought it would be really nice to meet someone else with diabetes. "Fourteen, three years younger than you, and two years younger than me." "Yes, I would really like to meet her."
"Great! Then we can hang out once as well." Jeff beamed. "But Kurt? I think I have to leave now. Mrs Harrison is being a bitch with history homework. Oh!" Jeff fished up some sheets from his bag and handed them to Kurt. "Thad told me to bring you these!" Kurt accepted them and looked through them to find notes from all the classes he had missed and that he shared with Thad. "Tell him that I appreciate it, will you?" He asked Jeff who nodded. "Of course! I'll drop by tomorrow, if that's okay with you?" "I would love that! Promise?" "Promise." The blonde said with a wink. "See you tomorrow, Kurt!" He said as he walked through the door and closed it.
Once Jeff was gone, Kurt's father and Carole walked through the door. "Dad? What day is it today?" Burt and Carole sat down in a chair each. "It's Tuesday, son. How do you feel?" Kurt smiled and looked down. "I feel okay. But I should check my blood sugars. Just to be sure." He said. Carole walked over to him and smiled fondly. Knowing that he wasn't comfortable with it yet, she asked him. "Do you want to do it yourself?" Kurt shook his head. "No, not really." His stepmother smiled sadly and checked his sugar levels for him. Burt watched over Carole's shoulder. "6,9. Is that good?" Carole and Kurt both chuckled. Kurt tried to explain it once more to his dad. "Yes, dad. Everything from five to seven is perfect. Eight and over is quite high, and everything below 3,8 is low. So, it's okay if it's around four, but a little on the low side." Burt nodded, still a bit confused. Carole looked at Kurt.
"So, you had a cute visitor today! Who is that? Anyone special?" Kurt blushed and shook his head. "No, he's just a friend. And I'm pretty sure he's straight. His name is Jeff Sterling; his parents are Marie and David Sterling. Marie is a lawyer and David is a junior high teacher." Carole nodded, she was pretty sure that she'd heard of Marie before. Kurt continued with a smile, "You see, Jeff has an adopted sister named Lea from Norway, and she is diabetic. So he asked me if I wanted to hang out someday." He looked at his stepmother who smiled at him. "It's great to see that you've made friends, Kurt."
Burt looked over at his wife and son. "But if he does anything to you that you don't like, I have my shotgun." Kurt's eyes widened, and Burt and Carole chuckled. "Just kidding, bud. But Carole stays the night, if that's okay?" Kurt nodded, "Of course. No worries dad. Go home and rest." Burt disappeared through the door, and Carole looked at Kurt. "Okay, Kurt. Let's have some "girl-talk" - no offense -, shall we?" She asked him, and Kurt laughed at her. "None taken, you're talking to the guy that has tried to join the girls' group in Glee club twice." He said. The smile Carole gave him was heart-warming and supporting.
"How are things really, Kurt?" Carole asked him and grabbed his hand. Kurt straightened himself up and crossed his legs. "It's great. Dalton is an amazing school." He said with a sigh. "Any cute boys?" As Carole said that Kurt could feel himself blush. "Yes! Jeff, as you could see, is one of them. And the best part is that a lot of them are gay, and none of them are afraid to touch me." He beamed, and Carole sent her stepson a bright smile. She was happy for him; if there was someone who deserved a better life and a lot of friends, it was Kurt. Kurt looked at Carole. "I think I'm falling in love with someone," he confessed, and Carole chuckled at him. "He cute?" She asked him. "The cutest," he said as he showed her a picture of him. "He looks like a keeper," she assured him. "I'm really happy for you, Kurt."
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Jeff kept his promise about dropping by the next day, and Kurt lit up when he saw the blonde warbler entering his room. Being in the hospital all alone for two weeks turned out to be pretty lonely. But Jeff turned out to be great company. "Kurt!" Jeff exclaimed happily. He walked over to him with a grin and gave him a hug. "I have a gift for you." He said sheepishly, giving him a neatly wrapped gift. Kurt accepted it, confused as to why he would give him a gift. He opened it and laughed when he saw what was inside. It was a phone case with a picture of all the warblers where it was written, "I got diabetes because these guys are so cute". Kurt smiled at him and read the note that came with the gift.
Hi Kurt!
Blaine told us that you have been diagnosed with diabetes, which sucks. We wanted to give you a performance, but we figured that it wouldn't really be too easy to wrap. You can get the performance later! We're excited to see you again when you get released from the hospital.
Love, your annoying, cutest, bestest friends; the Warblers.
P.S. We know that you don't get diabetes type 1 from cute things. Sorry about that.
"Wow, you have to say thanks to all the guys from me! Who came up with the idea?" Kurt asked, and Jeff grinned at him. "Wes," he said happily. "He cares too much about everyone!" Kurt couldn't really disagree with that. Jeff sat down on his bed, his legs resting on the edge. "So, how are you?" He asked Kurt, who sighed before replying. "Could have been better, could have been worse. I'm kind of pissed that I will miss that many rehearsals before regionals. I really wanted a solo." He confessed. Jeff pulled his legs up and crossed them. He grinned at Kurt. "You're good enough to get one! And considering the fighting within the council, you have a pretty good shot," Jeff told him, and Kurt looked at him in surprise. "What?" Jeff sighed, but his grin never dropped. Kurt finally understood why he was known as the Warblers' joy spreader.
"Wes is tired that Blaine gets all of the solos, but David and Thad still think that Blaine's the obvious choice. I personally think we have a lot of better singers," He grumbled the last part, and Kurt smiled at him. That's when he remembered the first time he ever spoke to Jeff. When Jeff, Nick and himself waited to see if they had got the solos. If he remembered correctly, Jeff had auditioned six times, and never got the solo. Kurt looked at the other warbler who was looking around his room with curious eyes. He finally looked at Kurt again. "You must be bored as hell in here," he said. "This place doesn't exactly scream fun and happiness." Jeff told him. Kurt nodded, "You're right. I think I've read all the Harry Potter books twice since I got here. Jeff looked at him with big eyes. "You like Harry Potter?" He asked him. "I love it," Kurt confessed.
Jeff lit up like a light bulb and hugged him tightly. "You're my new Potterhead-buddy!" He declared to a nearly choked Kurt. "I will be if you're not killing me first," he croaked out with a chuckle. Jeff let go of him, "Sorry! I tend to be a tad overenthusiastic sometimes when I get excited." He said with a goofy smile. Kurt ruffled his hair. "I've noticed. It's quite charming, actually." The brunette confessed. Jeff smiled at him and fixed his hair again. "Thanks," he said. Jeff checked his watch and sighed. "Sorry, Kurt. I have to go; as I told you yesterday, Mrs Harrison is being a bitch with history homework this week. I'll see you later. Oh, I'll probably visit you again tomorrow! Bye, Kurt!" The blonde said, jumping off Kurt's bed and walking through the door. Kurt smiled at him. "Bye, Jeff!" Jeff left and Kurt lied down, sighing happily. He'd finally found a good male-friend.
Jeff dropped by every day that week, and they discovered that they had some things in common. The more Kurt talked to Jeff, the more he understood why the guys had presented him as the funny, hyperactive, positive warbler, because he honestly was. However, they had forgotten to mention how nice, sensitive and trusting he was. At the end of the week, Kurt had learned a lot about the blonde warbler. Even though some of the things he had learned were just small details, like his favourite colour. But he had also gotten to know more important things about his new friend.
Apparently, Jeff was held back a year and was supposed to attend McKinley as a freshman this year, but settled on Dalton because of his cousin. His sister had so far decided on McKinley, but was a bit unsure if she was going to attend Crawford instead. Jeff had also been on a lot of dates, but he'd never been in a relationship, nor had he ever fallen in love. He was also a closeted fan of musicals, but he was also a major geek and gamer.
He loved dancing, and usually had between five to nine dance classes a week, including hip-hop, jazz, ballet and salsa. But according to Jeff himself, he had decided on a three months break.
Even though Jeff hadn't gotten to know Kurt that well, he was the warbler (except Blaine) that knew the most about him. He also seemed to be the one of his friends that cared the most about him at that time. None of his friends from either Dalton or McKinley had come to visit him except Jeff. That's why that when he got to know that he would be released the next day (Sunday), the first person he called was the blonde Warbler.
Jeff was playing videogames with Nick when he heard his phone calling. When he saw the caller ID he looked at Nick and motioned for him to press pause. Nick frowned at his best friend.
"Kurt? Are you okay?" Jeff said, worried about his friend.
"Yes! I'll be released tomorrow evening! I'm so excited!"
"That's great! This means that you will be at Warbler practice, right?"
"Of course! But Jeff?"
"Yeah?"
"I have one small problem."
"Okay?"
"I am too afraid to inject my insulin myself."
"No worries, I can help you! But Nick's here, so I should probably keep him with company. I'll talk to you later?"
"Sure. Bye, Jeff."
"Bye. I'll see you at Monday!"
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Monday, last period, Kurt walked into the common room for Warblers practice. He was surprised when the first thing to happen was that Blaine attacked him. "Oh my God, Kurt! I've missed you!" The shorter Warbler walked over to him to give him a hug. Kurt smiled at the Warbler, his heart fluttering. "I've missed you too." He told Blaine, who grinned. "So, what do you say? Want to go for coffee after school? And maybe watch a movie tonight?" Blaine said with a wink, oblivious to the fact that he was flirting with the older boy. "Sorry, Blaine. I'm going to Jeff's house." Kurt couldn't help but feel a little sad. He really, really wanted to hang out with Blaine, but he couldn't cancel his plans with Jeff. Jeff had turned out to be his best friend other than Blaine so far, and he didn't want to lose him. He also wanted to meet his sister. Blaine's grin dropped. "Jeff? Wow. Oh, okay. Have fun, I guess!" He said, looking annoyed. Kurt didn't even have time to say thank you before Wes, David and Thad walked into the room and took their places behind the desk. Wes banged his gavel, and all warblers shut up.
Wes spoke up. "Great to see you again, Kurt. Hope you're okay, we've missed you here. Now that everyone's here, we have to work with our set list for regionals. Is there anyone that have a suggestion?" People started raising their hands to give their suggested songs for Blaine to sing. Kurt rolled his eyes. He couldn't help but agree with Wes about the fact that Blaine got all the solos. Kurt honestly felt a little jealous, and he zoned out for the rest of the practice. As they were only talking about what songs they were going to sing, their practice didn't take long.
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Once their practice was done, Jeff walked over to Kurt. "Hey," he grinned enthusiastically, attacking him with a big hug. "You ready? My family doesn't bite. Except for me." He joked with a wink. Kurt nodded with a chuckle, but he was a little bit anxious. Jeff's grin widened, and you could see the gleam in his eyes. Kurt was sure that he would soon start jumping up and down with all the energy he possessed.
"Great, I just have to tell Daniel that I'm going home today. Wait here!" Jeff said and ran away. Daniel was Jeff's roommate at Dalton, and even though Jeff went home occasionally, he always told Daniel first. The two seemed to be good friends, but Kurt had only seen him about two times. As he was a mid-term transfer Kurt was one of the few guys that had his own room. That way he didn't have to tell anyone. And as they were going to go back to Dalton before curfew, there wasn't much to worry about. Jeff came running back to Kurt, his forehead covered in sweat. Kurt smiled at the sight; Jeff had obviously worn himself out.
"Did you seriously run up and down the stairs to the fifth floor when we have an elevator?" Kurt asked him, smirking. The sheepish smile Jeff had told him everything. "Maybe? Oh, is it okay if I drive? I got my driver's license last month, and I would really like to drive." Jeff asked, suddenly looking more concerned. "Of course, why not?" Kurt said, and Jeff literally started jumping with excitement.
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The car ride to Jeff's ride was way more entertaining than Kurt would've ever imagined. He was concerned that it would be awkward and that they wouldn't talk at all, but they ended up singing the whole time. "You're a really good singer," Kurt told Jeff, who blushed. "Thank you, but I'm not as good as you. You sing like an angel, honestly." He said turning down the radio a bit. Jeff pulled up in front of a house and Kurt's jaw dropped. Everything was huge! And everything was well planned and taken care of. Jeff walked out of the car and walked over to Kurt's side to help him out. "Welcome, Mr Hummel," he said jokingly, trying to be serious. "May your visit be… enchanting." Kurt was quite shocked at how serious Jeff looked if he wanted to. He walked out of the car as well. "Why, thank you Mr Sterling. I am sure it will be wonderful!" He said. Jeff laughed as well and locked the car. Kurt followed Jeff inside, and he was in complete awe.
The house was just as big as he had imagined, if not bigger. The hallway was filled with family pictures and beautiful decorations. Jeff took off his shoes and jacket and took Kurt's jacket as well. He opened a closet and put everything there. Kurt gave him his shoes and looked around. Jeff was really cute as a toddler and Kurt smiled at the pictures. He giggled at the sight of a particular picture. "Really? You dressed up as a ballerina for Halloween? That's so cute!" Kurt told Jeff, Jeff blushed furiously. "I've told mum to take that down," he mumbled, but there was a little smile on his face. After a while, Jeff took Kurt's hand and guided him through the house. Kurt was surprised to find out that they had a music room and one they used for gymnastics and dancing. Jeff grinned at Kurt and showed him the last room. "This is my room!" He said proudly, walking inside. The room was neat and clean, and everything was well planned and decorated. Kurt looked around and saw different posters all around the room. West Side Story, Wicked, Harry Potter, Star Wars, The Lord of the Rings, some sci-fi films he'd never heard about and one of the Warblers performing.
They sat down on Jeff's bed and started talking. Kurt looked at Jeff, who had a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "Uh-oh," Kurt said. "I don't like that look!" Jeff grinned. "So, has Blaine asked you out yet?" There was a weird sound from Kurt who had just choked on the diet coke he was drinking. "What?" Kurt said, a nice crimson shade colouring his cheeks. The other warbler shoved him teasingly. "C'mon! Everyone knows that there is something between you two!" Fortunately for Kurt, Jeff's mother Marie called at them. "Jeff! Lea will be home in two minutes, I'm sure she will make you some food if you come down here! And I want to say hello to our guest!" Jeff pouted jokingly at Kurt who smiled happily. They walked down together and walked into the kitchen where Marie was waiting. She walked over to Kurt and reached out a hand to greet him. Kurt grabbed her hand and shook it carefully. "I'm Marie; Jeff's mum," she started. "And you must be Kurt? He talks very highly of you. I heard you have diabetes? Jeff has told you about Lea, right? Oh, and David's unfortunately not home. He's on a trip to Europe with his class." Kurt was overwhelmed by the questions and forgot to answer. Trying to prevent his mother from saying anything else, Jeff smiled at her. "I have, don't worry mum." He said. Marie opened her mouth to reply, but Lea walked inside.
"Hi, you're Kurt, right? Jeff told me you would visit us today." Lea smiled warmly at Kurt. He nodded, a bit unsure of how to react. Apparently, this family was very talkative. Marie looked at her daughter. "The two boys wondered if you could make dinner for them? How about those wonderful pancakes you make?" She asked her, Lea shrugged. "Sure, why not." She went to get the ingredients, but Marie looked sternly at her. "Have you checked your levels?" Lea rolled her eyes and walked to get her glucometer
"You should check yours." Jeff told Kurt, resting a hand on his shoulders. Kurt nodded and went to get his glucometer as well. He walked back to the kitchen to see Lea injecting her insulin. She looked jokingly at Kurt. "Do you want to have a bet? I bet you have the best result out of the two of us." Kurt smiled, "Okay," he then looked a bit insecure and looked over at Jeff. "Can you help me? I'm honestly terrified of needles and I'm not used to do it myself yet." He asked, feeling pretty stupid. Jeff smiled sympathetically and nodded. "Of course." He helped him and frowned at the glucometer. "3,2." Jeff said, putting the glucometer down and walking towards the fridge to get Kurt a soda. "Here. Drink this. Now." He said sternly which frightened Kurt a bit. He was used to the happy-go-lucky, cheery warbler, not the stern and serious one. But he did as he said, and felt a lot better already.
Lea started to make the pancakes, and Jeff set the table. "Just so you know, these are not the U.S.-thick-like-hell-pancakes. These are really thin. Almost like crepes." He told Kurt, smiling at him. Kurt was about to rise up so that he could help, but Marie shook her head. "Drink and sit still, we don't want your blood sugar to get even lower." She said. After about ten minutes and a soda can later, the food was at the table, and everyone in the Sterling family sat down to eat. Lea gave everyone a pancake each, and Kurt stared at it like it was an alien. He never ate carbs. Ever.
Lea sighed at the sight of Kurt hesitating. "Eat. Please. Don't be afraid to eat, you're thin, and except for the diabetes you're healthy otherwise. Don't be afraid to eat some carbs now and then. You'll need it. Especially now." She said, looking at Kurt who finally took a bite. He was surprised; Lea was a really good cook. "They taste heavenly," he told Lea, smiling at her. He ate the pancake, feeling guilty in the matter that he felt he had eaten too much. When Marie offered him more he declined politely. Jeff looked at his sister.
"Can I have more, pretty please?" He asked, a wide grin spreading across his face. Kurt wondered how he did it. He was always optimistic and his smile never failed to make Kurt happy. Lea looked at him sceptically. "You have had like eight already." She told him, raising one eyebrow. "Nope, seven." He shrugged, and as Lea motioned that he could have more, he started cheering. "Jeff, is it okay if I borrow your guest? I would like to speak to him." Lea asked, not really waiting for an answer before taking her and Kurt's plate to the dishwasher and dragging him upstairs to her own room.
Kurt expected Lea's room to be completely different than it was. It was pretty stylish, it could actually remind him of his own room. Lea sat down on her bed, and Kurt sat down next to her. "So," Lea started. "What do you want to talk about?" Kurt thought about it for a while. "I would really like to hear about your life so far."
"Okay. I was born in this small town in Southern-Norway, where I lived until I was eight. The year I started first grade, a lot happened. I got diabetes, my dog died, and my best friend died. I also got bullied for my diabetes, as I had to inject myself sometimes. My teacher also liked to point that out. After a while I wasn't allowed to inject my insulin on the school grounds. That lasted until third grade, when I got adopted. But the bullying started again when I moved here. This time it is worse. They beat me up; it gets worse and worse every time. My teachers won't even believe me. And I got diagnosed with manic depression." Lea confessed. She didn't know why she told him this. "And my diabetes is chaotic. The worst part is; I give a lot of good advice. I just don't listen to them myself."
Kurt was unsure of how to react, he genuinely felt sorry for her. "Wow. I'm sorry to hear that. I would love to give you advice, but as you saw; I transferred schools to get rid of the bullying." He said, looking down. As he looked down, he saw that Lea's sleeves had rolled up. Her wrists were covered with scars and cuts, and he knew that she didn't want him to see that. "But I can give you one advice?" he asked, and Lea nodded. "If you don't want Jeff or your parents to know that you self-harm, you should really pull down your sleeves more often." Lea's eyes widened as she did what he said. "Uh, thanks? Please, please, please don't tell Jeff! I don't want him to worry about me. He was so worried about me when I first got here. He is overprotective. Like, scary overprotective." She looked down. Kurt grabbed her hand. "Call me if you ever feel like talking, okay?" He stated. He found his phone and gave it to her. "Your number?" Lea grabbed his phone and saved it before giving it back to him. Kurt smiled and sent her a text. "Now you have mine as well." He told her.
They heard a knock on the door, and Lea smiled at Kurt. "Go out to Jeff, he's waiting for you." She told him, poking him teasingly. He chuckled and walked towards the door. "I mean it, if you ever feel like talking, call me." He said. He opened the door to see Jeff there, the usual grin plastered onto his face. "I want to have you back. You let my sister steal you." He said happily, walking to his room. Kurt followed him inside, still impressed by how neat his room was.
"So," Jeff started when they were sitting on his bed again. "Are you and Blaine officially dating?" Kurt blushed. "What? No." Jeff frowned, "Everyone thinks you are." "We're not. I'm in love with him, but he told me himself at valentines that he didn't like me back. And he serenated Jeremiah, remember? You know, when we got him fired, and Blaine jumped on tables?" At the memory, Kurt couldn't help but feel a bit sad. The younger warbler pouted and hugged him tight.
"You deserve better than him. Who is that Jeremiah guy anyway? He didn't even look good." Jeff said, a bit confused as to why Blaine would choose Jeremiah instead of Kurt. "But I can try to help you get a date? If you want to, I mean." Only a week had passed, but Jeff had started to care a lot about Kurt. And when he cared about people, he wanted to keep them happy. Even if that was upsetting for himself. Jeff wasn't the guy that liked it when people were sad, and he would do everything to prevent it.
Kurt's eyes widened, and he smiled at the younger blonde. "Really? Thank you!" Jeff smiled at him. "No problem. Hey, you want to sing a song with me? Pleeeeeease?" He asked Kurt, who could see how energetic and enthusiastic he was about singing with him. "Of course." Kurt said, chuckling a bit because of Jeff's hyperactive ways. There wasn't much to do than to follow Jeff into the music room when the blonde already was on his way. All of the instruments made Kurt gape in awe. "Hey buddy, I don't think you would want to have insects flying into your mouth, so you should probably close it." Jeff winked at Kurt and started laughing. Kurt glared at him, but he couldn't stay mad at the always-happy boy in front of him. "I'm sorry, it's just… just…. You have so many instruments in here!"
"Well, yeah. We're a pretty musical family. Okay, Lea and I are musical. My mum likes to pretend she is. Well, anyway, every instrument is used. I play the guitar, bass guitar, a bit piano and drums. But Lea is a musical genius. Literally. She plays the clarinet, flute, saxophone, oboe, trumpet and cornet, a bit trombone, violin, cello, piano and a bit guitar. Mostly clarinet though, which she is amazing at. I think she spends all of her time practicing. Both of us sing, but while she is an expert when it comes to instruments, she is the worst dancer I've ever seen. She even agrees with me." Kurt nodded, chuckling a bit. He looked around, admiring the room. Everything was sorted in a beautiful way, and all the decorations were beautiful. Jeff walked over to the wall filled with all guitars. He looked over each and everyone before he settled on one. He tuned it and sat down on a stool. When Kurt sat down as well, he smiled and strummed the guitar once. "Follow my lead." He said, and started singing. Kurt immediately knew what song it was, and grinned in excitement.
JEFF
Oh, misty eye of the mountain below
Keep careful watch of my brothers' souls
And should the sky be filled with fire and smoke
Keep watching over Durin's sons
If this is to end in fire KURT
Then we should all burn together
Watch the flames climb high into the night
Calling out father oh JEFF
Stand by and we will
Watch the flames burn auburn on
The mountain side high
And if we should die tonight KURT
Then we should all die together
Raise a glass of wine for the last time
Calling out father oh BOTH
Prepare as we will
Watch the flames burn auburn on
The mountain side
Desolation comes upon the sky
Now I see fire KURT
Inside the mountain
I see fire
Burning the trees
And I see fire
Hollowing souls
I see fire
Blood in the breeze
And I hope that you remember me
Oh, should my people fall
Then surely I'll do the same
Confined in mountain halls
We got too close to the flame
Lea showed up in the doorway, grinning when she heard her brother and Kurt singing. It didn't take long for her to decide that she would join Jeff for the next verse. LEA AND JEFF
Calling out father oh ALL
Hold fast and we will
Watch the flames burn auburn on
The mountain side
Desolation comes upon the sky
Now I see fire LEA
Inside the mountain
I see fire
Burning the trees
I see fire
Hollowing souls
I see fire
Blood in the breeze
And I hope that you remember me
And if the night is burning
I will cover my eyes
For if the dark returns
Then my brothers will die
KURT
And as the sky is falling down ALL
It crashed into this lonely town
And with that shadow upon the ground
I hear my people screaming out
And I see fire
Inside the mountains
I see fire
Burning the trees
I see fire KURT
Hollowing souls
I see fire
Blood in the breeze
I see fire (JEFF: oh you know I saw a city burn) (LEA: fire)
And I see fire (JEFF: feel the heat upon my skin, yeah) (LEA: fire)
And I see fire (JEFF: uh-uh-uh-uh) (LEA: fire)
LEA
And I see fire burn auburn on the mountain side
All three of them turned around when they heard applause from the doorway. Marie smiled at them. "That was beautiful! Kurt, your voice is amazing! I wonder how this would sound if you had joined with another instrument, Lea." She said, looking around the room at the different instruments. Kurt blushed, "Thank you ma'am. But you guys' voices sound perfect together." He said, the last part meant for Lea and Jeff. Lea shook her head. "I would have joined with my violin if I had had time to tune it. It would have sounded a lot better! And Jeff was right; you do really sound like an angel!" Kurt blushed even more, not used to being complimented. Marie looked at Jeff and Lea with an expecting look. "This is your perfect opportunity." She told them. Lea grinned at Jeff and nodded. "Would you like to see something that we have been working on for a while?" Jeff asked Kurt, who nodded smilingly.
"Great," Jeff beamed. "I have to change, though. Lea, can you go get ready? Kurt, do you want to borrow some clothes that are a bit more comfortable?" Kurt was a bit surprised about his kindness. "Yes please, if I can." The blonde warbler walked into his room to find some clothes. He handed a pair of jeans and a sweater to Kurt. "I know that it's not really fashionable, but I think you will fit the jeans. And you can have the sweater if you want…" He blushed, and Kurt smiled. He walked over to hug Jeff. "Thanks, can I go change in the bathroom?" "Of course!"
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Kurt followed Jeff upstairs to the room that they apparently used for dancing and gymnastics. Based on that and the clothes Jeff was wearing, he assumed that he was going to dance. When they walked into the room he saw Lea standing there with a clarinet, and Jeff walked up next to her. Kurt sat down on the floor, and Lea spoke. "Jeff and I decided that we would try to collaborate when it comes to music and dancing. So, one time when I played a song that I have composed, Jeff unexpectedly started dancing next to me. We've worked more on it, and we're following each other's movements. I hope you enjoy, because we're still working on it. So it's not good, not yet. But it's enough right now." Jeff took his position and Lea counted before she played.
When they started, Kurt's eyes widened. They were amazing; he had no idea that Jeff was such a great dancer, and Lea had full control of the clarinet. Everything fit together, and according to him, the performance was flawless. Suddenly, they stopped, and Kurt almost forgot to applaud them because of the shock. He was speechless.
"Not good?" He spluttered, looking at them. "That's one of the most amazing performances I've ever seen!" Jeff grinned and hugged Lea tight. Kurt checked his watch. "Jeff, I think we should get back to Dalton." He said. He showed Jeff his watch. "Yeah, probably. You met Lea, which was the main reason for you to come here. I just have to change again, and you can gather your things, and then we're ready to leave?" Jeff asked Kurt.
They did as Jeff said, and after Kurt said his goodbyes, they drove back to Dalton. It was a really great family, he realized.
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That night, Jeff wasn't able to fall asleep. He looked to the other bed to see Daniel fast asleep. But his mum had talked to him when Kurt and Lea had gone upstairs, and he could remember the conversation clearly.
"Are you in love with Kurt?" She had asked him when he sat down at the table again after getting his pancakes. He stared at her in shock, blushing furiously.
"What?!"
"Jeff, you've brought a lot of people with you home. Girls and boys, and I've never seen you acting like this with anyone."
"What do you mean?"
"You have always wanted to be close to people, but it's like you are attracted towards Kurt without realizing it. When he moves, you move. This is the first time I've seen you more than two feet apart."
"I'm not in love with him."
But what if he was? He cared about his newest friend. A bit too much actually. And that worried him. "But I'm straight," he told himself. "I've always liked boobs." He didn't even convince himself. What if he actually was in love with Kurt? He had kind of felt like slapping Blaine when Kurt admitted that he was in love with him. He sighed and turned around, hoping to fall asleep.
Just when he was about to fall asleep, he heard a knock on the door. He groaned and rolled out of the bed. Quite grumpily he opened the door.
"What is it, Wes?" He asked, glaring at him. The older warbler looked at Jeff with worried eyes. "Kurt," Wes started. "He says that his blood sugar is high, and he wonders if you can help him with his insulin. He also said that he would walk down here himself, but that he is too exhausted." He explained. The blonde warbler awoke once Wes said 'Kurt'. He nodded and followed Wes outside. Wes raised an eyebrow. "What about clothes?" Jeff looked down, grinned, and shook his head. He didn't care if he walked into Kurt's room in boxers only. "Nah, too lazy."
They got to Kurt's room and Jeff knocked carefully on the door before going in. "Hi," he said as he sat next to Kurt, stroking his hair. "You okay?" Jeff asked him. He moved his hand and rubbed Kurt's back carefully. Kurt shook his head, he honestly felt like shit. Jeff sighed and went to get Kurt's insulin pen. "Kurt, can you sit up for me please? And do you know how much insulin you need?" Even though Kurt was exhausted, he sat up and took the insulin pen to enter the correct dose. Jeff smiled at him, and took the insulin pen again. He sat down on his knees on the floor and lifted up his sweater, that's when he noticed that it was his sweater. He grinned at the though and pinched Kurt's stomach carefully. He injected the insulin, and then rubbed Kurt's stomach. Kurt smiled at him. "Thanks." He said, and Jeff winked at him. "No problem." Wes was still standing in the doorway, as he was the dorm prefect. And he had the perfect idea. "Jeff? Can I talk to you outside for a minute?"
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Ten minutes later, it was decided that Daniel and Kurt should swap rooms. Kurt needed the protection and help only Jeff could provide him with. And Jeff was really happy that he was the one to share a room with the older boy. Even though he knew that Kurt would probably rather share with Blaine, which kind of annoyed him. Wes had given Daniel the same message while Jeff helped Kurt gather his stuff. On their way to Jeff's room, they met Daniel, who only smiled at him.
Once everything was settled, they could finally go to bed. And to Jeff's relief, he fell asleep quite quickly. He knew that Kurt was there, and that he was safe. But the confusion still wandered in the back of his mind.
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Kurt had been mildly surprised to see Jeff walk into his room in only his boxers. He looked surprisingly good, and Kurt couldn't help but admiring how good-looking he actually was. But it was his best friend, and he didn't like him like that. And now they got to share a room. The thought of sharing a room with his new best friend made him happy, and he snuggled closer into Jeff's way too big sweater. He smiled and drifted off to sleep.
