A/N: So here's your flashback chapter.
This chapter is a bit shorter than the other chapters. Sorry about that. D:
Disclaimer: Glee and its characters belong to Fox Network, Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk and Ian Brennan. Story idea belongs to me.
It was a sweltering summer's day, so hot that you could actually smell the heat. Everyone in Lima of Ohio were either indoors with their air-conditioning system on at full blast, or in the mall, where the air-conditioning system was also on at full blast. Everyone had surrendered to the heat. Everyone except a 6-year-old boy in his backyard. Well, a 5-years-10-months-and-29-days-old boy, as he liked to say. The young Kurt Hummel was a bright, young boy, who was always full of energy and enjoyed getting into mischief.
His latest attempt of being cheeky came in the form of standing on his tea party table. He had wings, and Kurt knew that whatever had wings, whether it be a bird or butterfly, must be able to fly. So he came to a conclusion that he, a boy, could accomplish that feat.
Kurt chose this day to try out his wings, as he knew that his parents didn't want to be outside in the heat. That meant that he wouldn't be caught by them and told off.
He glanced backwards to look at his wings, in preparation of flight. Each wing was about the size of one of those old records which his dad liked to play every now and again. Kurt flexed his wings, and crouched down as if he were to jump.
Three... Two... he counted down in his head. Unfortunately, he was unable to get to one.
"Kurt Hummel! What on Earth are you doing?" his mom exploded from the back door, running and shouting at him. His dad appeared at the door a few moments later.
"Mom! I'm trying to fly with my wings." Kurt smiled at his mum, who had reached Kurt and his table.
"Oh, darling... We can't fly with our wings." She gently flapped her long, elegant wings to emphasise the point.
"But whatever has wings are able to fly! And we have wings! So we have to fly!" argued Kurt with a small frown, clearly disappointed.
"Humans can't fly, son," called Burt from the door. "We can only fly if we're in an aeroplane."
"Or if you become an angel?" Kurt asked hopefully.
"Yes, Kurt. Come on now, let's go inside. It is awfully hot out here." said his mom. Kurt nodded and, with the help of his mom, dismounted his table and followed her into the house.
Once Kurt got inside, the Hummels headed to the living room, where it was cooler than the rest of the house. Burt and his wife settled on the couch, while Kurt laid down on the cool timber floor, spreading his arms and legs to have maximum contact with the floor.
The boy closed his eyes and listened to his parents soft laughter and giggles, accompanied by the subdued whirring of the air-conditioning system. He turned his head towards his parents and opened one eye. Kurt's parents were sitting closely on the couch, arms around each other and affectionate smiles on their faces.
For Kurt, he had sometimes thought of being with someone when he grew up. Sure, he may only be a 6-year-old child, but that didn't stop him from seeing the smiles and laughter of happiness which his parents had always shared. He wondered why he couldn't share that kind of happiness with anyone.
"Mom, dad, why are you two always so happy?" asked Kurt as he flipped over onto his belly to face his parents while resting his head on his propped-up arms, ready to listen.
His parents stopped laughing, looked at him, then at each other. They seemed puzzled at why their son would ask that question. His mum pulled away from her husband and leaned forward so that she was closer to Kurt. Burt echoed her actions.
"Kurt, when you grow up, you might find a person who you would always like to be around, a person who would care for you, and who would love you for the rest of your life." began his mom.
"Yes, that's right," agreed Burt, nodding his head. "If you and that person are always happy around each other, just like your mom and I, then there is the answer to your question, son."
"But what if I can't find that person?" questioned Kurt.
His parents looked at each other again, with some concern on their faces. They knew that their son wasn't like most of the other boys in conservative Ohio. For one, he was a wing carrier, and wing carriers have to find another carrier to truly be happy. For another, they knew that their son was gay, which was unknown to Kurt at that time, and the chance of finding another gay wing carrier in America, let alone Ohio, was very slim.
His mom was the first to pull away from the parental facial exchange. "Kurt, I'm sure that one day, maybe 10, 20 or even 30 years from now, you will eventually find someone that you will always be happy with."
"You may not know it at first, but as you gradually get to know them more, one day, you will say to yourself 'Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever.'" concluded his dad. Kurt's mom nodded with a small smile, as if recalling a good memory. Burt saw this, and leaned in to give her a hug. Kurt jumped up from his position on the floor to join in.
"Don't worry," the boy whispered. "I know that I will find someone one day."
Do you get why I called the title of the story that? And don't worry, the lines will go with their intended characters. *hint hint* ;)
Preview of next chapter:
"So, did you pick a song?"
"Yep!"
"What is it?"
"It's for me to know and you to find out." said Blaine with a smile and a wink.
And I'll see you guys on the 1st. :D