Kurt and Chandler walked back from the subway station hand in hand late Saturday afternoon, a little over a week after they had met Adam.
"That was fun getting to tour NYADA and start to practice with all of the Apples this afternoon. They seem like a really fun group. I hope NYU has something similar. I'd love to find something that's sole purpose is enjoying singing and performing. I was jealous after McKinley restarted their Glee Club and North Lima didn't have one. It's not that I didn't enjoy singing in our choir, but the show choirs always looked like they had so much fun, but after talking to you I realized that a lot of drama went on behind the scenes. The Apples seem like the best of both words since they don't compete, I would imagine there's a lot less drama over who sings what."
"Well, I did get the impression from several of them that they aren't looked highly upon at such a competitive school. They're the 'outcasts', so I imagine they've banded together in the Apples, but at the school they are shunned for not being serious enough or good enough or being weird or whatever. I glad that they want to stage my musical because they seem like a fun group to work with. I'm not sure of what to think about the school having such a hierarchy amongst the majors where only the musical theatre and voice students can be at the top. It sounds like high school all over again. No thanks."
Chandler opened the door to their building and let Kurt walk through. When they got upstairs, Kurt unlocked the door, letting Chandler in first. He turned back to lock the deadbolt. Chandler stayed right inside the door. As soon as Kurt turned around, he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and kissed him.
"We have the lasagna ready to bake in the fridge," Kurt said. "I was hoping that maybe you'd join me for an early shower since we're all hot and sweaty from walking outside in the heat so much today. We can put our pajamas on early, eat, and snuggle on the couch while we watch the movie we just picked up." He pulled it out of the pocket on his cargo shorts.
Chandler took The Forger from him and put it in his own pocket. "Sounds perfect. While you're in the shower, I can get the lasagna in the oven. I'll turn the sofa into a bed and prop all of the pillows up like we did the other night. And you can set the table after you finish your moisturizing."
Kurt leaned in and spoke softly in Chandler's ear. "I think I wasn't clear. I was hoping that you'd join me for an early shower."
Chandler pulled back a bit, eyes wide. "As in join you in the shower itself?"
Kurt nodded. "Mmm hmm." He kissed Chandler again. "I'm going to go get in the shower and you can join me if you want. No pressure." Kurt moved to step away.
Chandler held on tight. "Can I ask why you've chosen now?"
"I just feel ready now. We made it through the 'cross country road trip', the 'assemble furniture', and the 'complete a home renovation' tests. You've seen my flaws and eccentricities over the last two weeks, and you haven't headed for the hills."
"You're ridiculous sometimes." Chandler kissed him. "Of course you have flaws. You're human. I have flaws too. That doesn't mean that I'm going to move out."
"I know. I know. I promise you that you never did anything to give me that impression. I have an overactive imagination."
"And a long history of being told that your eccentricities are undesirable. But those people were wrong. I actually appreciate a man who alphabetizes his spices." Chandler kissed him. "And the color coordination of the closet makes getting dressed much more efficient." Chandler ran his thumb along Kurt's jaw line as he let his other hand slip down past Kurt's waist. "And I'm sure none of them appreciated your ass in a pair of skinny jeans the way I do."
Kurt laughed. "I love you so much."
"I love you too."
Chandler moved his hands to Kurt's top button and waited.
Kurt nodded
Chandler unbuttoned his shirt, kissing down his chest as he undid each button. "You are so gorgeous." Once he had Kurt's shirt undone, he ran his hands down Kurt's chest until his hands were at Kurt's belt.
Kurt reached for Chandler's belt as well. "Let's take this to the bathroom."
Once they had closed the bathroom door, Chandler slipped Kurt's shirt off his shoulders and kissed him again. Kurt unbuttoned Chandler's shirt while they continued to kiss. They undressed down to their underwear and put their clothes on the hooks on the back of the door. Chandler pressed him back into the wall and they kissed until they had to stop to catch their breath.
He stepped back, grabbed a washcloth from the cabinet, turned the water on, and let it warm up before he pulled the lever to make it come out the sprayer at the top. He undressed the rest of the way and stepped in.
Before Kurt slipped his boxer briefs off, he reached up and turned on the battery operated icicle lights he had sneakily hung between the white shower liner and the fabric shower curtain that morning. He turned the bathroom light off, undressed, and got in with Chandler.
"Ooh, mood lighting. I like it." He reached out for Kurt. "You always think of unusual ways to make things amazing. Trade me places so you can get wet too."
Kurt slid past him and stood under the sprayer facing the wall. Chandler reached out and put a little bit of Kurt's body wash on his fingers and thumbs and began to massage Kurt's shoulders. He let his hands slips down Kurt's arms to his wrists.
He stepped a little closer. "Everything okay?"
"Mmm hmm. Just feeling a lot of different things at once."
"Me too. Have you changed your mind?"
"No, not at all. I was just enjoying you touching me and I just zoned out." He turned around to face Chandler. "Can I wash your hair? You can do mine too."
After they washed each other's hair, they moved on to the rest of their bodies. Fortunately, they had a plentiful hot water supply and no need to rush.
Chandler kissed up Kurt's neck. "This kind of reminds me of when we were in the zoo in Chicago that one building where they had icicle lights hanging from the ceiling, We were alone and we spent several minutes kissing."
Kurt tipped his neck giving Chandler easier access. He ran his fingers along Chandler's jaw and the edge of his earlobe. "You're right. Mmm, that feels so good. How about we dry off and take a detour to our bed and keep making out until the lasagna is done. That way we can get back in the shower quickly before we eat."
"Are you offering me unclothed frottage in our bed?"
"I am. Interested?"
"Only 1000% percent. Although I would have to say running my soapy hands all over you has definitely been fantastically perfect. I loved every second of it."
"Me too. You touching me is so much better than I had ever imagined." Kurt shut the shower off.
"Don't worry about the curtains. I closed them when I folded our covers back and took our pillows into the living room."
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When the movie finished, Kurt used the remote to start some music, and then grabbed the other remote and turned the TV off. Chandler turned a bit from his position lying between Kurt's knees and wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck and laid his head on his own upper arm so that he could easily press a gentle kiss to Kurt's cheek.
"You know what?" Chandler asked.
"Hmm?"
He turned Kurt's face towards his gently and kissed him. "I love you. Now, that the frantic feelings have passed and we've both come down from the high of everything, are you okay with what we did?"
Kurt rearranged just a bit by turning on his side slightly and slipped his leg between Chandler's. He wrapped his arms around Chandler again. "I am. I feel really amazing. I'm absolutely glad that we shared the experiences together. There was no pressure and you gave me time to feel comfortable, which made everything amazing. I love you so much and all of it was perfect." He kissed him more easily in their interlaced position. "How do you feel?"
"Loved. And really good. It was all amazing like you said. I'm also really happy I pushed myself to talk to you that day. I was such a spaz case. Not even in my wildest dreams did I consider that three and a half months later I'd be living in the city I dreamed of living in for so long, in a fabulous flat with my dream guy." He ran his fingers through Kurt's hair. He hummed part of Billy Joel's "Just the Way You Are."
"We should work that into a duet. I like our nearly-acoustic evenings of singing together."
"Me too. I like singing with you. Actually, I think I like doing everything with you, including showering now." He smiled and kissed Kurt. "I'm never going to want to shower by myself again."
Kurt chuckled quietly. "I'm not sure that we can prevent that from ever happening, but I'll do my best to keep you company in the shower whenever you want."
"Ooh, now Mr. Hummel, you can't tease a guy like that."
"No, never Mr. Kiehl. I would never tease you in that way. I will always do my best to give you want you want, if it's within my power to do so." Kurt slipped his hand up under Chandler's shirt and ran his fingers along his skin. "I know I've told you before, but I want you to know that you're everything I've ever wanted too. I may not have had a face to put on the man of my dreams, but you're definitely him."
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Chandler came in from work to find Kurt standing in front of one of their collages. He was looking at some photos with Sam in them. Chandler saw a tear escape and slip down Kurt's cheek.
"We've been here a month and I've only spoken to him four times. He's so busy. He's working two jobs. I know that one only lasts until all of the fields have been harvested, but still. I'm glad for him that he found jobs to make the money he said he needed, but it's just a lot harder… I just miss him so much."
"I know." He opened his arms and Kurt stepped into his arms. "You know that he doesn't want to Stacey to have to share a room with Stevie forever."
"I know. I was just looking at some of the pictures from the aquarium. I want to plan a trip to Tennessee, even if we can't go until next spring."
"That sounds like fun. We can start to look into it. For now, maybe we should look into whatever game he was trying to convince us to play. That will give us something to do with him once a week."
"You're right. Let's look it up tonight. How about we sway over to the sound system and we turn on some music and dance for while?"
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The summer had gone well for the two of them. They both worked as many hours a week as they could while leaving themselves time to go see some of the sights at the top of their lists. Santana and Brittany had stayed with them for a week in early August. Mike had stayed with them for a few days when he arrived and his apartment wasn't ready yet. The beginning of the school year was approaching quickly, leaving them just over two weeks to enjoy the end of their summer.
Burt and Carole arrived Thursday afternoon from DC. Kurt buzzed them up and followed Chandler down to carry their luggage back up for them. He opened the door once they were all back up.
Carole stepped in first. "I saw the pictures and the floor plan you sent, but I still just couldn't quite piece it together in my mind. It's small, but I really like the layout." She followed Kurt into the living room.
"You can put your clothes in the dresser. We left room in the coat closet for you to hang a few things too. You can put the suitcase up in the top. Those doors hinge up towards the ceiling."
"That was a good idea," Burt said. "This closet looks great. Mind if I see the other one?"
"Of course not. I was going to show it off. Chandler and I worked hard on designing it and finishing it."
Kurt and Chandler gave them the full closet tour and showed the slide-outs under the bed as well.
"The next time you're in Lima, I may contract you to soup up our closet," Burt said. "That's some fancy design you got going on in there. The new house doesn't have as many closets and getting them done up like that would sure make it easier to get everything in them. We've still got our winter clothes folded up in boxes in a stack on the side of our room."
Carole chimed in. "I'm having Rex put in another closet for Finn and do some work on the guest bedroom. Once he's got that done, we'll have room to hang our extra stuff in there until we get our own closet it more functional. It's a small walk in, but all it has are those two hanging bars."
"I remember. Measure everything carefully and I'll do some layout options and send them to you. I've got a couple of weeks with no homework left. I can do Finn's and the guest room too, as long as you get me the measurements when you get back to Lima. Even if we can't do the installation ourselves, with the drawings, you could get what you need and have someone install everything. "
"That's true," Carole said. She turned and looked around their room. "I like the combination of the wood and the pipes. That musical piece looks great over your bed. The curtains look good too." She left and peeked into the bathroom. "This looks really nice too. I love the shower curtain." She stepped back into the kitchen. "For such a small place, it doesn't feel cramped. And with the closet additions, you have plenty of storage."
"We do. The addition of the closet in the living room makes it a lot easier to have guests stay over. We're really glad you could come. We'll let you get your stuff unpacked and change if you want." He turned and pointed to the left of the sofa. "The room divider is there if you want to change in here. We're going to stop at this Chinese place we like on the way to NYADA."
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Carole and Burt walked around NYADA, both inside and out for the 45 minutes between when Kurt and Chandler had to be there and when they could enter the auditorium. They looked at the program and turned to smile at each other when they saw "Book and Score by Kurt Hummel" on the front.
"I know this isn't Broadway," Burt said. "But he did it. He worked on this last summer. He showed it to me."
"Me too. I thought it was funny, but I'm so happy for him that he's getting to perform in it. It may just be a small stage in a school where the actors invited their friends and family, but it's still huge for him."
"It is."
They sat in silence as more people came into the auditorium. There were no tickets, so people just sat wherever they wanted to.
A few minutes later, a woman in colorful robe and turban came up to them. "Congressman and Mrs. Hummel," she nodded and offered her hand.
They both responded and shook her hand.
"I'm Madame Tibideaux, Dean of Vocal Performance here at NYADA. I was disappointed that Kurt turned down his admission offer, but I'm still keeping my eye on him. He's unique, which can be a double-edge sword, depending on the situation. I don't wish him to fail at fashion, but I'm hoping that he might change his mind and join us next fall."
Burt said. "He's always had a flair for the dramatic and he's been sewing since he was seven or so. He'd make costumes and put on shows for me when he was little. He's a character. That's for sure. He's unlikely to fail at whatever he puts his mind to, but he may very well decide to pursue theater after he spends some time in the fashion world. We'll have to wait and see."
"I'm going to head up to the projection room and watch from there. My presence tends to intimidate people. And since this is just for experience and entertainment, I'd rather let them all enjoy themselves." She nodded again and walked away.
They enjoyed the show. Burt didn't get a lot of the jokes or the humor, but he enjoyed getting to see Kurt perform so freely. He was clearly in his element. They stood and applauded at the end. Once the actors had all left the stage, they sat back down to wait.
"Chandler was surprisingly good," Carole said. "I guess I shouldn't be so surprised since he got into NYU to study musical theatre, but I'd never seen him in anything. He has a great voice. And honestly, he wasn't anything like himself up there. If I hadn't known that he was in the show, I don't think I could have picked him out."
"He was really good. They seem to be doing well. They've been here, what, seven weeks? "
"Sounds right."
"Their place looks great. Kurt seems genuinely happy. It's hard to see just one bed in their room because I still feel like he's a kid, but that's my issue not his. He and Chandler seem happy together, so that's what matters. They held hands while we were out. That's what I've wanted for him – for him to get to be himself and he's himself here. It's hard, but I'm trying."
"I know, honey. You want for him what he has here, but you're disappointed that he had to move so far away to get it."
"Maybe not disappointed. Frustrated. He spent so much time protecting me that he effectively built a wall between us. I was just too blind to see it. I just listened to his words and didn't bother examining what he said. I went to that school. I know what went on there 20 years ago. The guys I went to school with had kids that went to school with Kurt. I know how they were. I should have realized how their kids would be."
"How would knowing have changed anything? Would you have sold the shop and moved to a bigger city or some place that had private schools for him to attend?"
"Yes, maybe. I don't know."
"I think the only thing you can do now is to try to be the parent you want to be. You just sat through a musical that I am sure you didn't get much out of other than watching him and to some extent Chandler."
"That's true, but this means a lot to him."
"It does. And it means even more that you came to watch him." Carole saw Kurt coming out into the seating area.
He and Chandler had huge smiles on their faces. Burt got up and pulled Kurt into a hug. Chandler accepted the hug Carole offered.
"You two were great," she said. "Everyone did a great job."
"Thanks," Kurt said. "We're all going out for ice cream or smoothies or frozen yogurt. They're back there decided right now. Friends and family are invited. We don't have to go though if you're tired and you're ready to go."
Carole shook her head and rolled her eyes. "You think your dad would turn down dessert?"
"That's true."
Chandler said, "I'll run backstage and see what they've decided."
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Sunday afternoon, they said their goodbyes before going downstairs to wait for the taxi Kurt had called. They hugged one more time before they loaded their suitcase in the trunk. They waved as Burt and Carole headed off to the airport.
"I have an idea. Wait here." Kurt said. He went back inside the building. He came back down wearing a backpack. He kissed Chandler gently and took his hand. "Let's go for a walk. The storm yesterday knocked the heat down to where it's tolerable to be outside again."
They stopped at a taquería, bought one of each type of meat, and took their food to Bryant Park for an impromptu picnic. Kurt opened the backpack and pulled out the picnic table cover and supplies that he had previously kept in the back of the Navigator. He spread the tablecloth out and Chandler sat the bag of tacos down. Kurt set the table with the plates. They cut each of the tacos in half and Kurt laid them on the plates so they formed a circle. They sat next to each other and ate.
"I really like the shredded pork. It has just a little heat to it," Chandler said.
"I like the chorizo too. I'd never actually tried it before."
"Me neither. This reminds me of our first meal together, except that we had Japanese food that time."
"And this time, neither of us is nervous." Kurt leaned towards Chandler and was met with a kiss. "Two weeks and one day left of summer vacation. And our last weekend will actually be a vacation. I'm really excited to go to the beach."
"Me too." Chandler took one of the napkins and wiped the plates off. He collected the trash and threw it out and sat back down next to Kurt. "Anything else on your agenda?"
"No. Is there something you'd like to do?"
"I'd like to go back to that bookstore that we walked past."
"Sure." Kurt stood up. He folded the tablecloth up and packed everything back in the backpack. He wrapped his arms around Chandler's waist. "You know what?"
Chandler smiled at him. "What?"
Kurt leaned forwards and kissed him. "I love you."
Chandler chuckled. "And I love you."
After searching through the bookstore for a while, they both found books they thought would be interesting to read. They paid and walked back home. They gathered up their laundry and took it down to the basement and read their books while they waited.
Chandler's phone rang and he answered it. "Hello, Janine. How are you this lovely Sunday evening?"
"Is Kurt there?"
"Yes."
"Put me on speaker."
Chandler pressed the button. "You're on."
"Finn and I are finally an actual real dating couple. I have a boyfriend."
"Congratulations!" Kurt said. "I'm assuming this happened today?"
"It did. We've been unofficially dating ever since the Fourth of July, but tonight I asked him to be my boyfriend and he said 'yes'. I'm really excited. He's super sweet. I know that he's been hurt pretty badly before, but I won't do that to him, Kurt."
"I know."
"I really miss you guys. It feels like Chandler should be back any time now. I'm used to him going and staying with Marlene and going to theatre camp, but usually he comes back by now. It's going to be really weird without you here."
"You're going to come see us, right?" Chandler asked.
"We're going to see when we can. I got the information on our school breaks. I'll email it to you."
Kurt said, "I already have Sebastian and Adrian's. Santana and Brittany sent theirs too. Tina's going to come visit Mike. So, our social calendar will be filled in a couple of months. As soon as I get yours, I'm going to see what I can do to get everyone here."
"Sounds good to me."
They temporarily abandoned their books to talk about their classes for the fall.
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Kurt finished hanging a few of their shirts up to dry on the back of their bedroom door while Chandler put all of their clothes that were already dry in the dresser and the closet. When he finished, he put their laundry basket in the closet. Kurt caught him before he could step away and wrapped his arms around him.
"I want to talk to you."
"Sure. You sound upset. Did you get a text with bad news or something?"
"No. I've just been thinking a lot."
"That's nothing new," Chandler teased. "Bed or sofa?"
"Sofa."
They moved to the living room and got comfortable. Chandler was half-lying and half-sitting. Kurt lay on his side with his head on Chandler's chest, both of them had their feet extended out along one edge of the sectional.
Kurt took Chandler's hand and interlaced their fingers. "I've just been doing a lot of thinking and I just don't think I can do it."
"It?"
"Have sex with you, or anyone."
"Honey, we've been having sex for over a month now. You mean you want to stop?"
"No, no. Not at all. I mean I don't want to 'go all the way'."
"Oh. Okay." He tipped his head down and kissed the top of Kurt's head.
"That's all you're going to say?"
"Surely, you didn't expect me to be upset?"
"No, I guess not upset like angry, but I figured you'd be upset like disappointed. I thought we started doing what we've been doing that I'd want to keep going, you know go all the way."
"I told you that I'd never push you past what you were comfortable with. As slow as we've taken things, I already knew you were hesitant. I don't love you because I thought one day you'd have … that we'd do that. That's just one way to have sex. I know a lot of people put a lot of emphasis on that being the epitome of gay sexuality or something, but there are plenty of things we haven't tried that don't involve that at all. And honestly, I've enjoyed every second of what we've already been doing. I don't feel deprived or something. I did a lot of research when I was at Marlene's summer before last. I knew she wouldn't care since I was 16. She actually helped me find a lot of good articles to read. She read them too. We talked a lot. It was interesting to read about gay men's perspectives on it versus what we hear in general."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there were all these statistics and just men talking about their perspectives because I just read a bunch of different things. I think it was somewhere around 20-30% of gay men never go all the way. And quite a good percentage who do or did, don't do so very often or quit because they never enjoyed it. I guess maybe I just have a different perspective from reading stuff like that when I was younger. I didn't agree to be your boyfriend because I was on a one-way track to that. I already had a crush on you and I really had a good time with you the first weekend we spent together. I wanted to go out with you. And I like you even more now that we've gotten to know each other. You're my best friend and I love you so much. Why would I give up what I value so much just because you don't want to do something?"
"I don't know, honestly. That's a good question because I know I wouldn't, but maybe it just comes from hearing guys talk about dumping a girl because she wouldn't put out."
"That's just sad. Guys who talk like that are just using women or girls as living fleshjacks, something they use for their own pleasure. I wonder how many of those girls the guys were willing to satisfy emotionally and physically. Was it a reciprocal situation? Were they making the experience mutually enjoyable? From some of the locker room talk I've heard, I'd say no." He squeezed Kurt's hand. "Back to us. Do I feel like having sex a way that doesn't interest you is more important to me that our relationship? Absolutely not. Would I leave you for someone who offered me that? Definitely not. If you changed your mind, would I try it? Probably. Does that mean I want you to change your mind? Not at all." He paused for a second. "Look at me, please."
Kurt slid back enough that he could tip his head up enough to look Chandler in the eyes.
"I'm not unhappy or disappointed. I love having sex with you. If someone asked me if I enjoy sex, I'd definitely say yes. But no one has the right to ask me invasive questions about how I like to have sex unless it's my doctor and I'm sick in some way that the question becomes relevant." He couldn't quite reach Kurt's lips, so he kissed him on the forehead. "You and I are fine – better than fine. I love you and you love me and we enjoy having sex with each other in the ways that we have been, right?"
"Definitely yes to all of those."
"Well then, we're two teen guys in a committed monogamous relationship who love each other and will continue to enjoy having sex in ways that appeal to both of us."
Kurt scooted up so he could kiss Chandler. " I'm so glad you're my boyfriend."
"Mmm. Me too. I like being your boyfriend."
Kurt smiled, but continued to kiss him. "So, what would you say to a nice shower and an evening of music and reading?"
"I'm in, but I don't want to move just yet. I'm enjoying our snuggling and kissing." He adjusted the way he was propped up until they were both comfortable and resumed the kissing.
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Kurt turned to face Chandler with a second pair of pajama pants in his hand, but pulled them back quickly when Chandler reached for them. "I like your birthday suit better."
Chandler eyes lit up and he raised his eyebrow. He quickly pantsed Kurt and snatched the pajama pants. "I'll go without if you do."
"We'll have to read in here then. I feel weird sitting in the living room without any clothes on."
"Works for me. I'll go get our books." He came back a couple of minutes later. "I turned the lights off and brought your phone." He sat down on the bed and put the between them.
Kurt climbed over them and onto Chandler's lap. "I don't think I've quite finished kissing you," he teased.
"Oh, well, please, by all means, let's get back to it then." He made space for Kurt to be able to sit on the bed itself and wrap his legs around his waist.
Kurt scooted as close as he could and ran his fingers through Chandler's still-wet hair. "You are so hot. I just want to kiss you all over."
"Oh, now that sounds like a fantastic idea. Please?"
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After working as many hours as they could the final two weeks of their summer break, they both took the 3-day weekend off. They rented a car and drove out to Montauk Bay State Park early enough Saturday morning to be there for the sunrise. They parked in the large lot and walked to the beach. They snuggled up and waited for the sunrise.
"I think we should come do this once a year, whether it's one of the Great Lakes like we did back the morning after prom or whether it's the ocean. It's just so calming and grounding," Kurt said. "I love New York so far, but there are so many people and it's noisy." He leaned into Chandler and kissed him on the temple. "This is perfect. It's quiet, well not quiet, but there are no car horns or sirens."
"I think it's a great idea. Maybe next year, we can save up enough to rent a place for a couple of nights."
"I'd like that. We can look along the Connecticut and Rhode Island coast too to see if we can find a place we can afford."
They didn't have to wait much longer for the sunrise. They took a few photos, but like they had at the lake, they focused on experiencing the beauty together. They spent the rest of the day at park and the beach. They visited the lighthouse as well. They spent the last two days of the weekend as a stay-cation in the flat. They had stocked up and spent the time relaxing.
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They had stayed on top of things their first two weeks of classes. They worked fewer hours and managed to get a schedule set so they had time for each other as well. The Monday of their third week, Chandler came home very excited. He called out to Kurt as he entered the flat.
"Kurt?"
"I'm in the bedroom, ironing the fabric I need to use for the project I'm working on."
Chandler came around the corner with a huge smile on his face. Kurt looked up from the ironing board.
"I have news to tell you, but you look like you have news too. You go first."
"Guess who go the role of Captain Hook in the production of Peter Pan NYU is doing."
"You."
"Yes, me! I'm sooo excited."
Kurt sat the iron down and hugged him. "Congratulations! That's a great role. I can't imagine you being scary or intimidating, but I'm sure you will be fantastic."
"Thank you." Chandler squeezed him. "What's your good news?"
"I got the internship at Vogue."
Chandler nearly shrieked. "That's the one you really wanted!"
"It is. I can hardly believe it. I'm going to be working with Isabelle Wright."
"That's amazing! I'm so happy for you. We have to celebrate."
Kurt kissed him. "I'm all for celebrating. You pick some place and we'll order in or you can warm up leftovers. Whatever. It's about the mood, not the food." Kurt kissed him again before he went back to his ironing. "I just need to finish this and we can start our celebration."
"I'll order from the Korean place not far from here. I already packed up our leftovers to take in our lunches this week when I was home earlier before I went to work." He took his phone out and called in their order so it would be ready when he got there. "I'll be back soon. Maybe you can finish the ironing while I'm gone."
"Hopefully."
Once Chandler left, he pulled out this phone and called Sam.
"Hey, Kurt! What's up?"
"I got the internship at Vogue!"
"That's awesome. When do you start?"
"This Friday."
"I'm really happy for you. I have good news too."
"What?"
"I got on at that construction company as an apprentice. I'm going to learn to flip houses. And I've finally decided what I want to do for a job. I'm going to get a real estate license."
"That's a great idea. I had never thought of that, but you are super friendly and you make people feel comfortable."
"Thanks."
"Guess what? Chandler got Hook."
"Aww, man. Send me the dates. I was planning to come visit anyway. Maybe I can see him in the musical. I was really aggravated that I couldn't see both of you in your musical. I'm glad you had someone record it."
"Me too. I'll send you the dates later tonight. He's not here right now to get them from him."
"Good deal."
Kurt could hear commotion in the background.
"Everyone else is back. Chaos is about to ensue. Send me those dates."
"Will do."