AN: GEEZ. I haven't written anything for this in awhile. I want to finish this story before season 2 starts though. :P
I want to thank all of you for the sweet reviews/ favoriting this story/ me as an author/ adding this story to your story alerts :)
So...um...here we go.
I would like to thank Jaclyn, Jenna, and Mara for helping me with designer clothing names. Because I know none...
Oh and yes, I do know that, realistically, they would never play Idina's songs on the radio. But that's why this is called fiction. :P
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee. At all. No part of it. Nope.
I do not own Marc Jacobs clothing. At all. No part of it. Nope.
Kurt rummaged through the clothes in his closet. He was almost done picking out his outfit for his "hang out" with Finn tomorrow, but was afraid it needed something else. It had to be something appropriate for ice skating, which was hard. Kurt mentally slapped himself. Why did he choose ice skating? It was so random. He probably should have chosen something more normal like a movie or bowling or something.
"Oh well," Kurt thought, trying on a hat and looking in the mirror, "It doesn't matter now. Finn has agreed to hang out."
Kurt tossed the hat in a pile of accessories that "didn't work". It didn't match the clothes he had already decided on. He turned around and looked over at the outfit laying on the bed again. A Marc Jacobs army red striped cardigan with a beige jersey tank underneath, a pair of dark skinny jeans and a personal favorite pair of Marc Jacobs shoes. Kurt smiled to himself as he turned back to the closet, pulled out a black scarf and layed it on the outfit. Perfect touch.
"Kurt?"
Kurt flipped around to face his dad who was coming down the stairs.
"Kurt...why are there piles of clothes everywhere?" Burt asked, looking around the cluttered room.
"I'm trying to find something to wear. I'm just going somewhere tomorrow after school...with a friend." Kurt quickly attached the last part of the sentence.
"Oh. Where? And with who?" His dad stared.
"Ice skating. With Finn Hudson."
No response from dad. Only confusion.
"You know," Kurt picked up a shirt out of a pile and turned around to hang it up in the closet, "Finn Hudson? The jock? He's in Glee club?"
Still confusion. Kurt rolled his eyes.
"He's just this really nice, cool guy. He's dating Rachel Berry. Used to be dating Quinn Fabray." Kurt continued, starting to get lost in his own thoughts of Finn, "He has these huge, adorable eyes and a great voice and those sexy, sexy muscles he's got and-"
Kurt froze, catching himself. Did he really just say that out loud? And in front of his dad?
"O-Oh um..." Burt cleared his throat awkwardly, "A-Alright...just make sure you clean all this up."
Kurt nodded quickly. His dad nodded and started up the stairs, but paused and turned around.
"Hey Kurt...Do you happen to know why my car is painted pink?"
Kurt swallowed.
"N-Nope. Really? Pink?"
Tuesday Afternoon
Kurt rushed to shampoo his hair in the shower. He had exactly 5 minutes before Finn got here. 5 minutes. That wasn't enough time to do practically anything.
Especially for him.
It was all Rachel's fault. If she hadn't stopped to talk to him for 45 minutes after Glee about that stupid "GayLesbAll" she was trying to make happen...
Kurt grabbed the conditioner and squirted some into his hand and scrubbed his hair with it. As he rinsed it out, he quickly covered himself in soap and rinsed that off. Normally, there was a much longer process for taking a shower, but for now, that would have to do. Kurt flipped the shower off, hopped out and dried himself off.
Kurt pulled on his clothes quickly and grabbed the blow drier. He quickly tried to blow dried his hair, but ended up leaving it damp because he heard the doorbell from upstairs ring and then a loud knock on the door. He ran into his bedroom and grabbed his shoes.
"Shit!" Kurt shouted, hopping around the room, frantically trying to pull a shoe on. He finally got both on, took a quick glance in the mirror and ran up the stairs.
"I've got the door!" Kurt yelled, hoping his dad would somehow hear. He sprinted down the hallway and finally made it to the front door. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed the handle and swung the door open.
"Hey Kurt," Finn smiled down at him.
"H-Hello Finn," Kurt responded, silently hoping that he looked somewhat decent. Finn frowned.
"You okay? You're kinda out of breath..."
"I'm f-fine! What are you t-talking about?" Kurt casually pushed his bang back into place, trying to cover up the fact that he was panting like he had just ran a mile.
"If you say so...you ready to go?"
"Y-yes." Kurt grinned and walked out the door with Finn to his car.
Kurt stared out the car window in the passenger's seat of Finn's car, biting the inside of his lip. A silence between him and Finn had been going on for at least 10 minutes now, and it was starting to get painful to sit through. Kurt shifted his weight awkwardly and Finn glanced his way.
"Music?" He suggested, poking the "ON" button to the radio. Kurt giggled as he realized what song was starting to play.
"What is it?" Finn asked.
"It's "Minuet" by Idina Menzel," Kurt grinned, "It's...interesting."
"What do you mean?" Finn furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
Kurt answered by singing along with the radio:
If we move in together
Will I still be a slob?
Will things get ordinary
Will I piss you off?
'Cause I don't cook
I throw my clothes on the floor
And I mix the darks and whites
Finn raised an eyebrow. Kurt continued singing along:
Baby your kisses are pure
And the sex lasts for hours
You want me more the less I shower
I'm a sight for sore eyes in your old tighty whities
But you love me anyway
You love me anyway
Finn coughed awkwardly, but Kurt ignored him and continued:
I thank God for seeing the light
And not going out with some lawyer type
'Cause you're a poet
A Renaissance Man
A little boy with really strong hands
So many things going through my mind
Sometimes it gets scarier but when you're by my side
The world may be chaotic
And the skies may explode
But we'll be okay, baby - this much
This much I know
And the minuet between the heart and the breath
Is my lullaby
And the minuet between the heart and the breath
Rocks me every time
And the minuet between the heart and the breath
Will save my life
As I lay upon your chest, baby I'm...
I'm satisfied
I'd like to have babies with you
Like to have maybe two-
Finn slammed his palm into the "POWER" button, cutting Kurt off. Kurt noticed a deep blush on Finn's cheeks and the back of his neck. Maybe singing along to THAT song and looking in Finn's direction at the same time wasn't the best idea...
Kurt sighed quietly and went back to looking out the window.
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