Don't own anything. :) Happy Thanksgiving! I am thankful for Klice-Skating!
Burt Hummel had never been more horrified in his life. He looked from the stranger to his son repeatedly, his mouth falling open. Finally, his gaze settled on the shorter teen.
"You need to get out of my house," he growled. The boy turned to Kurt, grabbing his hand. Anger coursed through Burt's body. "NOW!" he yelled. Kurt burst into tears, arms reaching out to clutch the imposter.
"Dad, please, just wait a minute-"
"Kurt, I get your lonely. I do, I really do. But this is ILLEGAL."
Kurt and the boy exchanged glances, more frustration burning against Burt's patience.
"Maybe I should just go," the teen murmered. Burt nodded, yanking the kid's arm.
"Dad!" gasped Kurt. He moved to follow them and his father hurried to pull the other boy out of his son grasp.
"Look, I don't know what the hell is going on. I don't know if both of you have deluded yourselves or if this punk has fooled you into it Kurt. But I know one thing. You are never seeing him again!"
And with that, both boys passed out.
When Kurt came to, the first thing he noticed was the warm pressure against his left side, hot and lovely. Glasz eyes blinking open, he turned to see Blaine lying against him, coming to slowly.
"Angel?" he whispered. Their eyes met slowly and Kurt felt strength return to his body in a wave of relief.
"B," he sighed. The pair closed their eyes, reaching aimlessly for each other's hands. Breathing slowly, they lay waiting for energy to pour back into their limbs.
"I think we're okay now," Blaine whispered. Kurt nodded, leaning forward to kiss Blaine's cheek gently. Another cough interrupted them.
Turning slowly, the boys gazed at Burt, who sat on the edge of the bed. Tears glistened in his eyes and he looked awkwardly at the comforter.
"Did I ever tell you how your mom and I met?" he murmured. Kurt shook his head mournfully.
"She and I were put into the same group for a summer camp activity. I hadn't even heard her name yet, so our connection was real delicate. Right as she was about to introduce herself, her good friend Mary came over, telling her she had something to show her. Lizzy didn't wanna go with her, so the girl had to tug at her arm. The force of being torn apart made us both collapse."
The room was silent for a moment, all reflecting on the horror of losing a connection like that.
"I don't know what the hell is going on here. But I know you two wouldn'pass zonked out for-" he paused, glancing at his watch. "A half hour, if there wasn't sumthin pretty powerful goin on."
The boys exchanged heartfelt gazes, wrapping their arms around each other.
"He's my soulmate," Kurt swore. Blaine smiled, nodding eagerly. Burt grinned.
" That's great kid," he turned to the Warbler expectantly. "So who are you anyway?"
I wanted to write more but I didn't have time. Hopefully I'll update later with more! Klisses and Klugs!