The Reunion
A/N : I don't Own or have Rights to Glee, I just like writing about the Odd ships enjoy
Chapter 4
The Pre-Fashion Show
Waking up earlier than I normally would when I don't have work I make quick work of everything getting showered yet again since last night, shaved looking presentable in my suit and make it out to the kitchen to grab something to eat finding bagels and coffee already present as I look around I spot him, and its like he's stepped out of GQ, well the gay edition. He's immaculate and every fucking fashionista would be utterly jealous of his attire he's wearing a suit but he's got the K. Beth touch to it and yes I do find the label feminine but it suits him, it's who he is and I wouldn't trade any of it for the world before I can stop myself or my words I spill
"Wow, are you a model or the actual designer?" I see him roll his eyes my attempt to flirt has been either thwarted or mistaken as something else I hope he finds it a compliment cause that's what I was going for
"Thanks David" I see a slight blush after the eye roll sweep across his face and he's beautiful and the urge to cup his cheek and just fucking kiss his pink lush lips is present shifting I hope my dick doesn't get the urge to do something it shouldn't for the next few hours because these slacks are rather obvious
"Your welcome, but no seriously you look amazing, and hot" I look down at my coffee after the brief eye contact and yet another flush of his face he sips his coffee for something to do as I sip mine the awkwardness from last night reappearing and I can't help it I can't help my words I had to say them I had to let him know how I felt or what I felt or what I thought yet again I am going to end up putting my foot in my mouth.
"So, we leave in a few I really hope you don't mind coming early with me I know that this is so not something you'll enjoy doing but I didn't want you to have to venture on your own and plus you'll get to see what I do for a living" seeing him beam makes me happy and sways me I nod
"It's not a problem, Kurt, but I have to ask he's not going to be there is he?" I ask and I know i'm hitting a sore subject by the look of sadness or hurt that sweeps across his beautiful features distorting the beauty for a slight moment
"I don't think so, well I'm hoping not I didn't give him a ticket at least or put him on the VIP list" he said with confidence that I think he's trying to regain or keep for his own sanity.
"Okay, well if he does come I'll be by your side a hundred percent of the way" my own mind finishing like if you need me to pretend to be your boyfriend or make him jealous or fucking beat his ass or something just to make you smile or make you happy or make you realize your loved and I shake my head minutely because I know that those things would never happen
"Thanks, I'll appreciate that. During the show you'll be sitting with my family and your sister" He says with a matter of fact thoughts. "Oh and before Rachel tells you, She's pregnant 4 weeks" he laughs and his laughter fills the room as well as my heart and I can't help it at the moment I want to hug him and swing him around but knowing him he'd accost me of ruining his outfit. So I refrain.
"Really, Cool there will be little Finnchels running around" I laugh seeing him smile with the sound of my laughter and it's a genuine smile something that I bet hasn't come across his face since the incident with Blaine.
Once done with breakfast we both slip on our dress shoes and finish up and he grabs his scarf the one I bought him it looks like and we head out towards the door after I grab my wallet and cell from my bedroom and I close the door behind us after he locks it we make our way down five flights and I smirk
"Why did you pick an apartment 5 floors up?" I questioned his sanity for a moment
"Because I don't get exercise regularly and I walk up and down these stairs frequently and it's a challenge when you have stuff in your arms" he says sassily it's 6:30 in the morning and this mans already got sass. When we step out from the apartment there's a town car waiting for us as the driver opens the door Kurt with grace slips into the car and slides over as I get in the driver gives us a weird look but doesn't say anything.
"So are you excited?" I keep the questioning going
"Yes, No.. it's really a toss up at this moment" he says and I can see the nerves and without a thought or without second guessing I grab his hand like I did last night and rub small circles on top of his hand closed in mine.
"Explain?" I smile turning to him I know im subtly trying to be cute and I don't know how I can do that before 8 am in the morning but I can. As the driver start the car heading towards the area Kurt describes I wait.
"Well, Yes because this is a big deal it's the launch of my design I mean yes I've been doing this for 2 years now I should be happy but really this is it this is the big thing if they don't accept me in this pool I might as well be packing up and moving back to Lima, and No because I know that something is bound to go wrong today or maybe that's just me being scared" he rattles on more like vents about his frustrations, and I know he's an amazing designer most of the nicer clothes I have he's made for me as gifts or just because he thought it would look good on me, and because Blaine wouldn't let him dress him. Shaking my head at the remembered phone call of Kurt telling me 'yeah I can't make clothes for him he hates whatever sketch I show him its like hes basically telling me i'm not worthy to be a designer when he pushed me this route after my failed NYADA audition' I continue my rubbing of his hand
"Don't stress, just remember you are an amazing and I mean that AMAZING designer don't let anyone tell you other wise and you will make it you've been doing this longer than anyone I know hell most of your clothes from high school were self made or torn apart and remade right?" he nods at my response as I continue "So don't fret you were born to do this Kurt, K. Beth is amazing" he smiles at my words seeing a slight flush to his face as we pull up to the place and I open the door and reach my hand out for Kurt's "Mister" I say with a silly smile. He grabs my hand as I escort him from the car to the tent where all the shows are being held
"Thank you" he whispers, nodding to him I lean down towards his ear so no one can hear me
"Your welcome" and that little phrase the breath against his ear and I can see him shiver and I know im wrong for what im doing but I can't help but smile and know that i've caused this reaction in him.
"Well" he says as he lead me back to where the behind the scenes action will be and it's empty and I all the sudden feel very vulnerable and scared of what could happen back here between just the two of us he separates from my arm and smirks "These were the fifteen lucky's" he says remembering when he explained it first to me that he had to narrow down his choices but this was years ago when he was at Dior working for them that they had to narrow down the choices and it was based then on who made what faster and now I know for a fact that Kurt goes on what gives him the best feeling when he views it. As he's flipping thru the designs to make sure there the right one's im looking around
"So, when does it start?" I asked
"Well im here super early, which im sorry for, but the show starts at 4pm but everyone starts to get here at noon to start prepping most of the girls have to have make up an extensions the men get here to make sure they are prepped and airbrushed and all that fun stuff" my eyes bulge out at the mention that were early I see him smile "Were going to lunch at 10 so that way we can eat a big lunch then have small snack at the after party that's at 7 and no I can't get out of it" he smiles with a wink and continues to make sure that each piece is properly sown together that there's no snacks or holes or anything I think he came here early just to check each piece because he doesn't trust his own employee's which I can understand and I do because it's Kurt he's very stubborn to let people help him and we had to convince him 3 months into having his own label or trying to have his own label that he needed people he still won't get a secretary which is fine I mean he has his cell at all times, he's got a tablet that he carries in his bag which he doesn't have on hand today because he's got his cell phone and it's all able to move between the phone and the tablet. I watch him as I find a chair mesmerized by how studious he is with each piece taking it out of it's garment bag putting it on the mannequin and checking it over, making sure each part works with precision. And I was right he was born to do this job.
"Food at 10 sounds good anyone joining us?" asking out of curiosity
"My parents might!" he says with a bit of a smile, I know he hasn't seen his parents in quite a while and honestly neither have I since the last time I was in Lima honestly.
"Cool, it'd be nice to see Burt and Carol there nice people and very forgiving" lowering my head remembering the first time after my attempted suicide when I was in high school coming to see Kurt and almost getting smacked by or rather punched by his dad for coming over after everything i've done to his son but Kurt jumped in between us and berated his father for his behavior and reminded him of what he had stressed earlier that day about the reason I was the way I was and that touched me deeply that Kurt would do that and that's one of the many reasons I desire the fashionista before me.
TR
We had left my apartment early this morning, I was nervous and I wanted to get there before everyone else because I wanted to double check my work yesterday and make sure nothing was out of place or missing or there were no snags, holes, tears, or strings. I was nervous very, but everytime David touched me I calmed down I know it's wrong to think this way or is it I mean six months? I keep debating with myself about my feelings. Having him escort me into the tent/building whatever they call this felt right felt nice to have someone on my arm and the easy conversation as I made tiny corrections to each outfit was nice.
I moved from each out fit to each garment bag making sure the right shoes were in each bag, also that the right accessories matched the outfit making little notifications to each bags paper on what the hair do should be like or heavy make-up smoky eyes or a fun wild look. I looked over to David with a smile.
"So, you said you were coming here on Business, who are you repping here?" trying to question him for the first time sine all we've done the last few hours since he arrived at my apartment last night is talk about me.
"Um, Yeah business" He gulps as I see from the corner of my eyes I know he's hiding something.
"Well spill it David I wanna know and screw confidentiality I am me who the hell am I going to tell" I smiled wide as he laughed at my new found love to curse.
"Well its not really a business trip" he divulges to me and I almost drop my pen, turning I look at him
"What do you mean by that?" asking curiously not mad just nosing.
"I transferred here" he mumbles and I almost didn't catch it. My heart leaps and I don't know why it does or why my body is moving towards him but once it does my arms are around his neck in his sitting position and im congratulating him on his move pulling back from his warm body that makes my own warm up and almost burn with desire
"So your going to be moving out here did you find an apartment yet?" I raised a brow I see him moving his hand behind his neck with a nervous look and I already know the answer
"Um, Not really it was a last minute really decision" I looks guilty about it and I smile letting him sweat it for a moment or so
"You can stay at my place. No need to search for a place rents freaking expensive here and plus you can help with a bill or two every now and then" I say with a wink as I see him sigh. Finding him relieved with a smile is something that makes my heart skip a beat and im still finding it odd but im not questioning it it's a weird day and im feeling weird things. Im not use to this I felt this way last time I felt this way someone cheated on me I turn my face from his and I check the clock its already 9:30 i've spent a lot of time with my clothes apparently and rather small and recently important talk with David. I move to Close up each bag and turn to look at him. Ready to head out for lunch?
"Thank You Kurt," he tells me as he moves back to my side offering his elbow I slip my hand around it as he walk with me out the door and smiles "yes I'm starved" he says with a wink. I gulp and I know there's more behind that then meets the eye. And I just hope that these feelings, his subtle little moments and the feeling I get everytime we touch is all equaling to the same thing.
A/N: Let me know what you think !