BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP!
Kurt groaned into his pillow and hit his alarm, snoozing it for the fourth time this morning. Kurt Hummel does NOT do mornings.
"KURT ELIZABETH HUMMEL!" Rachel's voice screeched into Kurt's room when she saw his half sleeping form snoozing his alarm. "WHY ARE YOU NOT AWAKE? OUR CAB WILL BE HERE IN HALF AN HOUR!"
"Ah, shit! Rachel, why didn't you wake me earlier! I'm seeing Blaine today, I don't want him to think I'm not coping with the break up!" Kurt yelled, shoving the covers off his body, stripping off his pyjamas and grabbing the outfit that he'd laid out the night before and shoving it on.
"I did! I came in an hour ago, and you said you were just getting up! Adam will be here in 10 minutes to see you off, so get ready!" Rachel screamed, helping Kurt with the ridiculous amount of buttons on his shirt.
"Rachel? Kurt? Are you guys okay?" Brody said, bleary and tired as he walked into Kurt's room seeing them frantically pulling Kurt's jeans on to his legs.
"Yeah, Brody, just a little late, is all." Rachel said, dropping Kurt's trouser leg, leaving him to flop helplessly onto the floor.
"Cool. Adam texted me to say he's on his way, and he's looking forward to seeing you, Kurt, so maybe leave the jeans off, if ultimate sex appeal is what you are looking for…" Brody smirked and Kurt, who was lying on the floor, jeans around his knees, in very tight Calvin Klein boxer briefs.
"Yeah, great, thanks, Brody. How about you help, then, asshole?" Kurt grumbled, standing up to pull his jeans up a bit more over his ass.
"I'd go with a hairbrush, you don't have long, bedhead, Adam only lives a few blocks away," Brody laughed gleefully, snatching the brush off the table and brushing his own hair. Rachel noticed Kurt's phone buzzing, and took it, silently leaving the room, unnoticed by Kurt and Brody's squabbles.
"Brody, give me that! Adam is not seeing me like this!" Kurt yelled, and the front door slammed shut.
"Adam is not seeing you like what?" Adam said, strolling into Kurt's bedroom. Kurt yelped, covering his head and hiding behind Brody, who stepped aside, for Adam to see his messed up bed hair.
"I'll just leave you two alone. But I'm keeping the brush," Brody winked, leaving, but tossing the brush to Kurt on his way out. Kurt tried to brush it frantically, with Adam just standing there, staring at him with his eyebrows raised.
"Stop, Kurt. Let me do it." Adam said, in his British accent that made Kurt swoon every time. He walked over to Kurt, taking the brush softly out of his hand, and carefully sweeping it into his trademark look. He took some hairspray off of the side and sprayed Kurt's hair up so that it stayed where it was. "Kurt, your hair looks fantastic, if I do say so myself."
"I'm sure your hair skills are awesome. It was Brody's fault that I looked like a piece of shit in the first place." Kurt said, looking at how well-groomed Adam's hair always looked, even with the hat covering it.
"No. You look gorgeous all the time, and I'm very proud to be your boyfriend," Adam said, grinning, taking both of Kurt's hands in his own.
"Well, that's as maybe, but you look even gorgeouser, and I'm even prouder to be your boyfriend." Kurt said, imitating Adam's accent, which earned him a chuckle from Adam, who kissed him passionately, only to be disturbed by Rachel.
"Sorry to disturb, but the cab's here. Brody's put your bag in there already, Kurt, so we should probably get going." Kurt, who hadn't yet detached himself from Adam's mouth, held up one finger to Rachel, and Adam laughed into the kiss and they carried on for at least another 30 seconds before Rachel got pissed off and pulled Kurt away from Adam, who gave Rachel a look like a kicked puppy.
"Rachel! We were snogging!" Adam whined, and Kurt and Rachel gave him a weird look. "Why do no Americans speak real English? Snogging is a fun word for making out." Kurt and Rachel laughed, when Brody walked back in.
"If you two lovers have finished, the cab driver is getting a little pissed. Plus, you'll miss the plane, hurry up!" he sniggered, picking Rachel up and carrying her bridal style into the taxi.
"I'd carry you like that, Kurt, but I fancy being the girl in this relationship," Adam said putting his arm around Kurt's waist and kissing him loudly on the cheek. Kurt giggled, and they walked into the taxi, snuggled up on one seat, waiting to arrive at the airport.
"Kurt." Adam started, as Kurt was going into passport control. "I know we've only been dating for a couple of weeks, but I really like you, and as cheesy as it sounds, I will miss you a lot while you're back in Ohio. And I know you're not going for long, so it's only a short goodbye." He crouched down on the floor to look short. "Goodbye!" Kurt laughed at his boyfriend's odd British humour.
"I'll miss you as well, Adam. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone!" Kurt kissed him softly, before leaving with Rachel to go back to Ohio, to see the much anticipated Wemma wedding.