Hi! I know I haven't written anything in ages but I thought I would try again. For starters, I know this chapter is very short but I kind of just wanted to introduce you all to the idea of the story, I promise they all won't be this short. Anyway, this fic goes along with the song "National Anthem" by Lana Del Rey who I love love love so much. In this fic, Kurt is basically a gold digger and loves to have a sugar daddy, which I'll get into more of that in the next chapter. Also, Blaine will be introduced in chapter 2.

By the way, Kurt is about 19 in this fic.

I really, really hope you like this!

Chapter 1

Money is the anthem of success.

Kurt didn't know exactly how it started... okay, maybe he did but he didn't expect it to happen at all.

He decided to sneak himself into a bar close to his apartment to relax and just clear his mind of everything. He didn't really have anything wrong, he was just lonely, being in New York by yourself isn't exactly exciting. He just wanted to have some fun and maybe find someone new to hang around with. But when he went to the bar, he didn't expect to have men, actual grown men, offering him drinks left and right. So he accepted them, of course. He didn't pay for one single drink that night... and he liked it. He liked having older men buy things for him, a lot.

So he kept going to the bar whenever he could. And soon he met a man who wouldn't give up until he got his attention. He bought Kurt whatever drink he wanted, they talked, they danced and then Kurt let him take him home. Kurt wasn't usually the type to just go home with some stranger and hook up, but he was changing quickly. He was also extremely drunk and kind of turned on by the fact that this man was just blowing all his money off on him.

Kurt woke up the next morning wrapped in a very naked, blond haired man's arms and furrowed his eyebrows, not really remembering what happened but he could obviously figure it out himself. The last thing he remembered was this man buying him drinks and pressing his very noticeable erection into his ass, he didn't even know this guy's name. All he knew now is that his head fucking hurt and he needed coffee. The man next to him let out a soft groan before opening his hazel eyes.

"Mornin', gorgeous." He said in a husky voice, giving Kurt a lazy smile.

"Good morning..." Kurt said softly and looked over at the man.

"You don't remember anything from last night, do you?" He asked.

"No... I really don't. I'm sorry."

He chuckled, "It's fine, don't worry. Do you need anything?"

"Well I... I guess I could use some coffee and maybe some Tylenol, if it's not too much trouble."

"Of course not. I'll go make the coffee, you can come down with me if you want." He said before standing up and stretching.

Kurt couldn't help but stare because this man was absolutely gorgeous, "Could you tell me your name?"

"Michael." He grinned before slipping on his black boxers and turning to head downstairs.

Kurt laid there for a few minutes until the smell of coffee drifted up the stairs and into the bedroom he was in. He slowly stood up and winced at the throbbing pain in his head before pulling on his own boxers, letting out a small sigh and heading downstairs.

Michael looked up from the coffee he was pouring and smiled when he saw Kurt come down the stairs slowly, setting the mug on the island in the middle of the kitchen. "Here you go."

"Thank you." Kurt said softly and smiled in return before sitting down at the island and taking a sip of the coffee, humming at the taste.

Michael poured himself a mug before leaning against the island and looking over at Kurt, just watching him for a few seconds before speaking, "So, did you have fun last night?"

"Well the part I can remember was pretty fun." Kurt chuckled and set his mug down, licking his lips.

"You are quite the party animal."

"Oh, no... I barely ever partied when I was home. This is the first time in I don't even know how long."

"Ah, well I had a good time... such a good time that I'd love to do it again. Maybe not get completely wasted that we can't even remember much of it though."

Kurt laughed, "That actually sounds nice. What were you thinking?"

"I just want to take you out to dinner or something." He shrugged.

"It's a date then." Kurt nodded with a small smile.

"Great."

Kurt and Michael went out a couple dates. And on those dates, Kurt learned a lot about Michael; he was 30, successful, and very rich. He also found himself really liking Michael, not that he was surprised. Michael treated Kurt right and spoiled him to death. So, he decided to give Michael a chance.

Kurt would never admit it, but he was definitely taking advantage of being Michael's boyfriend. He always got whatever he wanted and even if Michael said no to something, it didn't last very long because Kurt could easily change his mind with a quick blowjob.

So, that is how Kurt fell in love with the idea of having a sugar daddy. And he was sure Michael wouldn't be the only one. Sure, it was wrong to think that and it was wrong to know that he was going to get bored and eventually break up with Michael. And it was definetely wrong to be with Michael just for his money. Yeah, he was nice, sweet, and took care of Kurt, but Kurt was more focused on the money right now. And he didn't really think that would change... unless of course, someone new came into his life unexpectedly.

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