Keep Calm
This is my first fanfiction, so be nice, although honesty is appreciated.
I don't own Glee or any of the songs mentioned.
This takes place after season 1, starting in the late summer, and eventually becoming fall. The Hudsons live with the Hummels.
Ch. 1: Possibilities
Kurt was sitting in his room, jamming to his iPod. Another dull August day. He was excited for school to start, mainly because he was excited for glee club to start again. He heard knocking on his door.
"Come in," Kurt replied hazily.
The door opened to reveal Finn, his almost-stepbrother (who he still had a crush on), who looked freshly showered, since he just got back from his first pre-season football practice.
"Dinner's ready," said Finn. As he walked away, Kurt couldn't help but watch. Oh that tight butt, he thought. But he knew better, enough awkwardness had already ensued. Finn was nice about it though. In fact, they got along great.
He walked to the dinner table and was greeted by his dad and Carole.
"Hi son, how was your day?" Burt asked.
"Oh, just another day, I am so ready for school to start," Kurt replied casually.
"What about you, Finn? How was your first day back on the field?"
"Pretty good, I guess. There's this new guy, named Sam, I think. He seems pretty cool," said Finn, as he took a not-so-delicate bite into his steak. Then, he told Kurt, "Somehow I ended up talking to him about glee, so maybe we have a new recruit, he seemed pretty into it."
This got Kurt's imagination going. Oh my God! Another boy joining glee club. Maybe he'll be cute. Maybe he'll even be—no. I can't get my hopes up. He'll just be another version of Finn, just another broken heart. I need to focus on getting over Finn first before I even begin to think about new boys. "Well, that's nice," is all Kurt could manage to say.
"Someone smell something fruity?" Burt thought aloud.
Kurt took in that scent. "Carole, is that the new Vera Wang fragrance?" inquisited Kurt.
"Why yes it is! You've got yourself quite a nose for perfume," she remarked.
" Whatever it is, you smell good," said Burt with a smile. Carole blushed, and Kurt and Finn looked at each other.
"Thanks for dinner, Burt," said Finn.
"Sure thing."
Finn walked off and watched some sports on television, and was later joined by Burt, while Kurt helped Carole do the dishes.
"So are you and my dad going to go on a date anytime soon?" inquired Kurt "There's always a reason behind buying exclusive Vera Wang perfume."
"Well, funny you should ask. Somehow, we got invited to this exquisite dinner party, and it's tomorrow night. I put on some of the perfume tonight to see if your dad would like it. Anyway, I hope you boys don't get into too much trouble."
"Oh we won't, don't you worry."
He loved being home with just Finn. Every time it was just them, Kurt saw it as an opportunity. He always got his hopes up that something between them would somehow happen. In his head, the scenario was already planned: Finn would tell Kurt "We have to talk," and Kurt would act all worried. Finn would say, "Kurt, I have to get something off of my chest. " Then Kurt would prompt him with a non-chalant "Yes..?" and Finn would proceed to force his rugged but luscious lips onto Kurt's perfectly moisturized ones. Their tongues would be in perfect harmony. Finally, he would look into Kurt's eyes and say, "That is what I've been trying to tell you all along."
Kurt shook himself out of his fantasy and walked back to his room, and then he blasted "Fever" by Adam Lambert, and sang along:
There he goes
My baby walks so slow
Sexual tic-tac-toe
Yeah I know we both know
It isn't time, no
But could you be m-mine?
Yeah give you fever, fever yeah
We'll never get too far
Just you, me and the bar
Silly menage a trois, sometimes
Would you be m-mine?
Would you be m-mine?
Would you be m-mine?
Oh baby, light's on
But you're mom's not home
I'm sick of laying down alone, hey
With this fever, fever, yeah
My one and own
I wanna get you alone
Give you fever, fever, yeah
There it goes
You stole my so and so
'Cause, sweetheart
No-no-nobody a-kno-kno-knows me
Or can find
Time to be m-mine, mine
Let's get inside your car
Just you, me and the stars
Kind of menage a trois, sometimes
Would you be m-mine?
Would you be m-mine?
Would you be m-mine?
Oh baby, light's on
But you're mom's not home
I'm sick of laying down alone, hey
With this fever, fever, yeah
My one and own
I wanna get you alone
Give you fever, fever, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
You burn me, burn me up
Baby yea, yea
baby you're mine
Baby you're mine,
mine,
you're mine
Oh baby, light's on
But you're mom's not home
I'm sick of laying down alone
With this fever, fever, yeah
My one and own
I wanna get you alone
I got this fever that I can't sweat out
Oh baby light's on
But you're mom's not home
I'm sick of laying down alone
With this fever, fever, yeah
My one and own
I wanna get you alone
Give you my f-f-fever my f-fever
Give you my f-f-fever my f-fever
Give you fever, fever, yeah
Give you fever, fever, yeah
Kurt continued to dance and sing around his room. He glanced at his clock, and it was ten-fifteen. Ordinarily, since it was summer, it would mean that the night is still young, but since school was coming around the corner, he figured he should start getting back into the old routine. He completed his moisturizing and brushed his pearly white teeth. He got into his pajamas and went to bed, or at least he tried. He couldn't stop thinking about what this Sam kid might be like. But, he eventually told himself, Kurt, get real! It's not happening. He is going to be a typical straight jock. He eventually dozed off, dreaming of all the possibilities that Sam would bring.
End of Ch. 1
Hope this is enough to reel you all in! More to come soon. Review please