Disclaimer / I do not own glee, I wish I owned glee, and I do not own Adam Lambert. I wish I owned him too.
A / n: Just a small little one shot I wrote, while sitting around here bored.
Kurt was terrified.
Now when Kurt is terrified, it is not when the legions of football players are assembling against him, or when Finn calls him fag, or even when Slushies' had destroyed a large portion of his clothing stockpile. No it was one of those fateful days where he wakes up late. And he had 13 outfits at the dry cleaners. And it was the 31st day of the month. This means he has to rewear one of his outfits that he had worn previously that month. Not only that but he had to leave for school in a 30 freaking minutes. He has no time to put on his make-up. And that makes Kurt scared. For if he doesn't wear makeup, and then people will see his secret. No not the fact that he was really a mechanics boy, or that he actually enjoyed being in football, or even that he had a crush on Finn. No this secret was even more important than all of those. For Kurt's most precious secret was only known by 2 people. One was his mom, the late deceased Grace Hummel. And one Mercedes. Besides those 2 people no one in the world would know. And Kurt decided it would remain that way. He walked up to his door, opened his door to see the sorry sight of his father, getting up 45 minutes later than he was supposed to, before his coffee and breakfast. "Dad I'm not going into school today."
"Is there a reason and should I be worried?" His dad was doing his best to try to act as understanding as possible. But no he wouldn't understand. No one could understand the atrocity of Kurt's secret.
"I just don't feel up to it today." Lying was the easiest way to deal with this particular secret. "Are those football players bullying you again? If so then I am going straight to the principal's office and."
"No dads it's not like that." Anything to stop his dad from going to complain about his slushie facials. Last time that happened he might as well been given a name tag that read "Toilet plunger". He was swirlied at 76 times that week alone. Also that was his first swirly in a toilet that had "Waste" still in it. Surprisingly he didn't get slushied once that week. But he did not want a repeat of that again.
Kurt hurried down to his room. There it was, his secret openly displayed to all of the world. Laying there on his neck was the biggest freckle in the history of freckles.
WHOOP WHOOP
And that is it. Sorry I just had to write this. I was a little bore one night, and I though oh well. Also I was using this to express how I feel about my- I mean my brothers secret. Yes this is inspired on my brothers poor secret.