Disclaimer: Nope, sorry still don't own Glee. Yeah, sad, I know!
AN: Thanks JD Smith for the suggestion! Always helpful! So really sorry this chapters a little shorter, I just wanted to try to get another one out before I have to work tomorrow. I promise longer chapters in the future!
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Kurt caught a glimpse of the sunlight through his eyes as he slowly began to open them early the next morning. He reached to the opposite side of the bed, expecting to find a sleeping Blaine; only to find a hand written note in his place.
Kurt,
Last night was absolutely incredible for me(: I'm so sorry I had to leave, but I figured it would be easier to do that then to have to explain to your dad why we were naked in your bed haha. Well call me later tonight if you get a chance. I'll seeya at school tomorrow!
Love, Blaine
Kurt ran the pad of his thumb over the crisp piece of paper.
'Love', he repeated with a smile spread across his face before hearing the door at the top of the staircase open. The next thing he heard was his dad's voice yelling for him.
"Kurt, you awake?" Kurt instantly sighed, sinking into the bed before giving an answer.
"Yeah, dad!"
"You wantin some breakfast," Burt asked.
"Yeah, um, eggs would be great!" Kurt attempted to process an answer to Burt's questions.
"Alright buddy," Burt's voice slowly faded away as he retreated back up the stairs, shutting the door behind him.
Kurt rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, attempting to process scenes from the previous night.
He remembered the pain, and how it slowly deteriorated into pleasure. He felt a faint pain in his lower abdomen. Kurt then rolled over, almost falling off the bed until he swung his legs over to make contact with the floor. He stifled over to his dresser drawers where he pulled out and then worked himself into a pair of tight fitted yoga pants. Before turning to make his way to the bathroom, he also pulled out a turquoise V neck. Once in the bathroom, he continuously added various creams to his porcelain skin.
Burt continued to flip flop the eggs he had begun frying on the pan he had set upon the stove. He shot a look over to Kurt as he groggily entered the kitchen.
"Hey there, kiddo," the awkward silence hung in the air until Burt broke the silence with continuing small talk.
"Rough night," he asked, noticing the tired look in his eyes. He also noticed Kurt flinch after he spoke.
"I guess you could say that," Kurt replied in a husky, monotone voice.
Kurt kept his eyes closed till the sound of a plate being sat down in front of him broke through the darkness. The aroma of fresh eggs filled the air.
"mmmm" Kurt mumbled as he practically shoveled the bits into his mouth; he hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon.
As he finished up, he rose, leaving his clean plate in the sink.
"Thanks, dad," he offered as he headed back towards his bedroom.
Burt turned around, grabbing Kurt's arm before he even made it out of the kitchen.
"Kurt, you sure you're okay?" Kurt couldn't help but notice the concern in his father's eyes as he spoke.
"Dad, I'm fine, stop worrying so much," he said with a smile, raising a hand to pat his father's flannel covered back.
Burt chuckled, "yeah, I know, it's just that… you're my baby boy. Also, I'm your dad; it's my civil duty to worry about you."
Kurt left his dad in the kitchen and made his way for the door leading to his bedroom. Once in his room, he practically collapsed onto the bed. He then reached for his phone, hoping he had received a message or two while upstairs, but, no dice. Kurt let out a breath before scrolling down to the M's in his contact list and tapping the SEND button on Mercedes. He brought the phone up to his ear, listening to the repetitive dial tone, hoping that she would pick.
Kurt let out a heavy sigh of relief when he heard the cheery sound of his best friend's voice on the other line.
"Hey Kurt, what's my boy up to?" Mercedes' voice sounded so uplifting compared to Kurt's early morning husky voice.
"Ehh, nothing really, just recuperating after last night" Kurt said, not expecting her to know what he was talking about.
"Congratulations, baby, I heard you got you some!" Kurt's mouth hung open at his friend's comment.
"Wait, how do know about it?" She could hear the confusion in his voice and it just simply made her giggle.
"Boy, it's me; do you really have to ask?" She stated very matter-of-factly.
"Oh, right; good point," Kurt felt very defeated.
"Well," she waited for Kurt to indulge her with more details of the night before.
"Well what," and yet again, Kurt was confused.
"Well… how was it? Mercedes awaited an answer.
"Actually, it was fucking fantastic" Kurt's cheeks turned a light shade of crimson as he spoke.
"Woo, that's what I like to hear. Well good for you baby, you deserve it; Blaine is so good for!"
"Thanks 'Cedes, love you" Kurt loved having someone, besides Blaine, to talk to about this kind of stuff with.
"Love you too, so you can give me all the juicy details tomorrow at school; I'm gonna get off, talk to you later," she finished in a rush before hanging up the phone, not giving him a chance to reply.
Kurt stared up at the ceiling, watching the room spinning as he thought about Blaine. Getting to see his boyfriend tomorrow would surely make up for the fact that it would be a Monday and he would have to go to school. Oh well, it would definitely be worth it.