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Beta-ed by: Debraelq
Timeline: Saturday
--Chapter 20: A Typical Saturday --
He glanced at the clock, 6:30... urgh, what a horrible time, especially when he needed – and deserved – beauty sleep. He closed his eyes again.
--Breaking the Rules--
Knock. Groan. Knock. Roll over. Knock. Put pillow over head. Bang! Wha...?
"Kurt! Get the fuck up, now!"
He sat upright immediately. His father wasn't supposed to get up until... He glanced at the clock – 9:30 am? – Where the hell had the time gone?
He shoved the covers off quickly and scampered around looking for clothes, tugging off his pyjamas as he went.
"C-coming dad! One minute!"
The door swung open just as he finished doing up his jeans, letting them hang half-way down his ass. He smiled nervously.
"Hi."
His dad appraised him, taking note of his plain blue jeans and red checked flannelette shirt, before looking back up at his face.
"Don't smile." Kurt stopped instantly.
"So... What are we doing today? Do you want me to cook breakfast, and then I can help you at the garage? I-I can make you some coffee?"
His dad nodded absentmindedly.
"Bacon and eggs, no sugar in the coffee, and come to the garage with both when you're done." Kurt just stood there. "You are dismissed."
He scurried off toward the kitchen.
--Breaking the Rules--
Kurt's hands shook horribly as he attempted to crack the eggs. One cracked in his trembling hands and covered them and the floor, dripping onto his boots.
He swore, grabbing paper towel and trying to fix the damage, scrubbing desperately. He then sprayed air freshener all over the area before trying to crack another egg.
This one went into the pan perfectly, making happy sizzling noises. His next egg wasn't so lucky and cracked into the pan along with half the shell.
He tried to fish out the shell, burning his finger in the process. Kurt immediately put the finger into his mouth before instantly removing it and making a face.
Egg fingers, eew.
I agree, that tasted disgusting. Shame on you.
He ran his finger under the faucet before using a fork to remove the shell from the egg. He then turned over the bacon before it could burn.
He put fresh coffee into the coffeemaker and pressed the button, getting out a travel cup before turning back around to tend to the eggs.
The phone rang, and Kurt jumped slightly before picking it up.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is this Kurt? It's Finn."
"Uhh... Y-yes, it's me." He chewed his lip.
"Good! How's it going?"
"Al-alright." He turned off the frying pan and poured the coffee into the travel mug. "Wh-why did you call me... and how did you get this number?"
"Oh, Rachel gave it to me... I just wanted to hear your voice."
"W-well, that's nice, I suppose." He murmured distractedly, putting the eggs and bacon into a container and putting the lid on the cup. Kurt chucked the spatula he'd been using in the sink for later and readjusted the phone, letting it rest more comfortably between his neck and shoulder.
Such the multi-tasker.
He snorted. "I know, right?"
"What?" Finns voice asked, "Is someone there?"
"N-no," he stuttered as the voice laughed happily. "Just... talking to myself."
He walked outside and placed the food for his dad in the passenger seat and put the mug in the cup holder.
"Oh... okay then."
He headed back toward the house.
"Listen Finn, I have to go to work. If you have something to say, be quick."
"I... really like you Kurt. So, um, bye!"
The line went dead, and Kurt numbly put the phone back before getting into his car.
--Breaking the Rules--
His dad spat the coffee out onto the ground.
"Too weak, get me another."
His dad started to eat his eggs and bacon, chewing with his mouth open, and Kurt cringed as he walked away.
When he reached the work coffee machine he put in a double shot before taking a mug off one of the nearest hooks and setting it on the bench.
"Kurt!" his dad's voice yelled. "Come help this customer with his car!"
He put a bright smile on his face before coming back out to the front, holding his dad's coffee.
The next moment was like time froze; standing there at his car was Noah 'Puck' Puckerman.
--Breaking the Rules--
AN: I was debating on continuing but then I was like 'cliff-hanger would get more reviews!' ;) *hint hint*