Title: full of wonder and confusion
Fandom: Highlander/Glee
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Diane Ackerman
Warnings: takes place during late season 2
Pairings: mentions of Kurt/Blaine
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 450
Point of view: third
Prompt: something involving a Glee character and Queen's "Who Want to Live Forever," prefereably as the character discovers they're immortal..
"Well, now," he hears. "Isn't this interesting."
Kurt doesn't take his eyes off the douchebag holding a sword to his neck, but the douchebag says, "Go away, or wait your turn. I'll deal with you next."
The new guy laughs. "Are you so new you can't tell he's not even an infant yet? He's still just a preemie."
The douchebag blinks. "What?" he says, lowering the blade. Kurt stays completely still, but the douchebag turns, so Kurt lunges away.
"I'd suggest you run, preemie," the new guy says, and Kurt doesn't even look back as he does.
0o0
An hour later, someone knocks on the door. Dad and Carole are on a date, and Finn's doing something barely legal with Puck. (Kurt is their alibi when they get caught.) Blaine had an emergency practice with the Warblers, so Kurt has been alone in his house, trying not to panic. He hasn't really succeeded.
And now someone is knocking on the door. Kurt stares from around the corner, deciding if he should open it or not. It could be the douchebag. Or worse.
"I know you're there, preemie," he hears. "Open the door before I pick the lock."
Kurt swallows. He doesn't move.
"Fine, then," his earlier savior says, and proceeds to pick the lock.
Looking around for a weapon, just in case, Kurt can't help but hear the guy muttering to himself, something about boy-scouts and delusions of heroism and goddamn, Duncan, you're contagious, who knew.
As he steps in, shorter than Kurt expected, but attractively angular and pale, with an unforgettable nose, he says, "Call me Ben, preemie."
"Kurt," Kurt says. "I'm Kurt."
"Cute, too," Ben adds. "Possibly cute enough to survive, though we never can tell about those things, you know?"
Kurt honestly has no reply to that. He feels himself blushing, though. Ben smirks.
0o0
Kurt doesn't believe Ben about the whole immortal thing until Ben cuts his palm with a knife he pulls out of nowhere and it heals instantaneously with little bolts of lightning. He stares for a good while before Ben says, "Look, kid, I'm hungry. You reorder your worldview while I find some food, yeah?"
Ben wanders down the hall, looking for the kitchen, humming—"Really?" Kurt yells after him. "Is that song really appropriate right now?"
Ben laughs, and then he actually starts singing the words.
Kurt sighs, mutters, "What the hell?" and joins in.
There's no time for us
There's no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away from us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever...?
He'll worry about everything later. For now, he's hungry, too, so he heads for the kitchen.