Short one this time.
Don't own, don't profit.
(Break)
Scott once again knocked on the door to have a half-naked man open it. He was glad to see that Kurt at least had pants on. Scott took in the numerous marks covering his chest and neck and smirked.
"Who won?
"It vas a tie. Vhat brings you here again?"
"I wanted to make sure you guys knew about the barbecue tonight. Kids are on an overnight field trip and the adults wanted to have a party."
"You could have just called or texted." Kurt looked more closely at Scott and noticed how rough he looked. "Are you having problems?" Scott nodded silently. "Come in." Kurt stepped aside to let Scott in and turned to yell up the stairs. "Logan! Are you dressed?"
"Mostly," came drifting down the stairs.
"Scott's here!"
"Again?" There were footsteps and Logan appeared at the top of the stairs wearing only a faded old pair of jeans. "Did you really miss us that much or were you hoping to see me in my boxers again?"
"Be nice, Logan! Scott's having problems. Vhat is going on?" Scott sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Well, I was talking to Storm yesterday and someone overheard us. You know how gossip spreads over there, so soon everyone knew and now I'm being treated like a leper." Kurt patted his shoulder.
"It vill get better. You've known most of zhese people for a long time, and zhey vill accept you." Scott snorted.
"Not likely. Adam threw a goo ball at my head. It's not funny Logan! It took my almost an hour to get it all out of my hair." Logan didn't even try to hide his laughter.
"What color was it?"
"I have no idea, why?"
"Just trying to get a picture." Kurt sighed, grabbed Logan and ported away, returning without him a couple minutes later.
"Sorry about zhat. You know how Logan can be." Scott nodded.
"So what do you think I should do?" Kurt led Scott into the kitchen as he replied.
"I'm going to give you zhe very good advice I got vhen I vas first coming out. Keep your head up." He opened the fridge and pulled out two beers, one of which he handed to Scott.
"Anything else?" Kurt shook his head.
"Nein. Don't let zhem bozher you. Eventually zhey vill get bored vith you not reacting and move on." Scott nodded.
"Thanks."
"You are velcome." Kurt took a drink. "Is zhere a reason you are staring at me?"
"Sorry, just trying to count the marks."
"Fifty seven. Logan had about eighty, but zhey are gone now."
"Wow."
"I know. He does not realize how lucky he is not to have to vorry about covering zhem up in front of students." Kurt was perched on the counter and he swung his legs merrily.
"So are you guys going to come to the barbecue?"
"Most likely. Logan loves grilled meat, no matter how much he bitches about cooking it." Scott laughed.
"Good, he can help cook and I'll have people to talk to." Kurt grinned as several possible schemes flashed through his mind. He dismissed most of them because it would require another gay or bisexual man and there wasn't one available. The rest went out the window for being too over-the-top.
"Vhat?"
"You look like you're plotting something."
"Not zhis time. I know I have a reputation for elaborate schemes and pranks, but for zhis, you just need to give it time." Scott nodded, then thought of something.
"Hey, where'd you put Logan, anyway?" Kurt smiled.
I took him to zhe middle of zhe voods and told him to have a nice valk."
"Must be nice to be able to do that." Kurt shrugged.
"Sometimes. I have to be careful, zhough. If I don't know zhe area I'm porting to, I could end up in a tree or vall and it vould not be good." The kitchen door slammed open and Logan walked in. He looked at Kurt and shook his head.
"Kurt, why are you on the counter?"
"Ve have discussed zhis already. I vas raised in a circus and zherefore do not know any better." He held out a beer to Logan. "Did you have a nice valk?"
"Sure. Did you two get everything straightened out?"
"Mostly Scott's going to ignore zhem until zhey quit. By zhe vay, ve are going to a barbecue at zhe mansion tonight."
"Oh really?"
"Yes." Logan sighed.
"Do we have to bring anything?" Scott answered him.
"No. Five dollars gets you food and beer, harder stuff is a dollar a shot or byob."
"Where's the money go?"
"Into an account for future parties. Storm and I manage it." Kurt made a puppy dog face at Logan and he gave in.
"Fine. When do we have to be there?" Scott glanced at his watch.
"About two hours."
"Good. See you then." Logan unceremoniously escorted Scott out the door and shut it behind him before he could say another word. Kurt frowned.
"Logan! Vhat did you do zhat for?" Logan turned and pulled Kurt close to him. After kissing him thoroughly he leaned to whisper in Kurt's ear.
"Because if I'm going to spend all night watching you play buffer for Scott, I'm going to get some bribery first." Kurt chuckled and pulled Logan back toward the counter.
"Vell zhen, shall ve break in zhe kitchen?"