I woke up and instantly looked down at Kurt. He was looking up at me and blushed when I looked at him. I held him a little closer to me as he leaned against my chest. I am careful to try to steady my heart beat, so he doesn't notice that I like him. After a while, David comes in the room, ruining mine and Kurt's moment. Kurt sits up and pushes himself away from me. I stretch out my arms and try to stifle my yawn.
"Hey, everyone is looking for you," David says walking to us.
"Are we still snowed in?" Kurt asks his voice soft.
"Yeah, so far no one has come to get us," David says in a dramatic, joking voice. After an awkward moment David talks again, "Oh, we're all going to be in the kitchen getting ready for Christmas Eve tomorrow," he says then walks out.
When David walks out, Kurt comes closer to me. He doesn't touch me, but we are only a few inches away from each other. We look into the burnt out fireplace. Kurt reaches out for my hand. He holds it closer to himself. We just sit there, not speaking. It isn't awkward between us. With most people it would be awkward, but with Kurt we are content to just be with each other.
I start to think if I should tell Kurt my feelings. I just don't want Kurt to reject me. I've been rejected before by a guy, but I can't have Kurt reject me. I would not be able to ever see him again, knowing that he doesn't like me in return. Especially if I tell him all my feelings. But if I did tell him how I felt, he could say that he felt the same way. After thinking about it for a while, I decide that I should wait to tell Kurt how I feel.
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When Kurt and I walk into the kitchen, a various amount of scents waft out of the oven and into our noses. I look around the room to see what they are preparing. I see that they are getting the turkey ready for us to cook tomorrow, and also some rolls. I see that Kurt is looking around the room too. Actually, he is searching the room. After he looks (or searches) around the entire room, he smiles a small smile, lighting up his blue eyes.
"Have any of you made dessert yet?" Kurt asks making sure his conclusion is right.
"Not yet," Nick says slowly as he is checking the rolls in the oven.
"Perfect," Kurt says happily under his breath, "I was reading a cooking magazine the other day and they had the recipe to a red velvet cheesecake, and I wanted to try it out."
"Do we have the ingredients?" I ask walking over to the cupboard. I look over to Kurt, hinting that he should come over here and help me look for the ingredients, whatever they were.
"Um, let me see," Kurt says walking over to me. He reaches his arm above me to open the cupboard. Even though I know I should step out of the way, I can't help but still stand there under him. He starts looks through the cupboard, whispering the ingredients when he sees them. I can imagine his pale pink lips mouthing the words. I try to look at the ingredients in the cupboard each time he whispers directly I my ear. After Kurt looks through the cupboard, he moves to the refrigerator. He looks up from the fridge. He has a sly smile fixed on his face. Kurt starts pulling out the ingredients from the fridge and cupboard.