Secondhand Shop Measurements

Author: GleekShip

Pairing: Kum

Prompt: Kurt is back to his shops for clothes when he comes across someone in need.

Rating: G

Secondhand Shop Measurements

Kurt is jumping with excitement as he enters the secondhand store. Ever since his dad was in the hospital, he's been working more to take on his dads tasks as well. A bonus to that was that he had more money to actually buy designer clothes instead of making look-a-likes. Now that its a few months later, his dad has been cleared to return to work full time, and he had a free weekend since the glee club were on the tumble; he was finally able to return to the thrift shops to make his own clothes again. As much as he loved wearing designer fabric, there was something special about making his own.

Kurt's smile grows and grows as his fingers dance through the racks, the anticipation in him killing him. It had to be one of the best days that he's had in a long time after all of the drama in school. He's thinking of the various fabrics that he'll bargain the cashiers down for a cheap bargain when he stops in shock to look at the blonde boy quietly shifting through racks, surprised to see him there.

"Sam." Kurt calls out loud enough for Sam to hear.

Sam looks up in shock, but quickly smiles nervously as he throws away any attempt to flee by making his way over to the other boy. "Hey, Kurt. What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for some fabrics so I can make some new clothes." Kurt explains with a smile before looking down to Sam's empty hands. "What are you doing here? You have my clothes, and if no those then the ones Finn gave you."

"And as nice as you guys are about that, they still don't fit." Sam answers with a guilty tone. "I mean Finn's a lot taller than I, but they luckily fit my dad. You're clothes are just in the corner now."

Kurt frowns, still upset at Sam's family situation. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it." Sam smiles, no longer nervous. "Just help me find some clothes that fit and look good and we'll call it even."

"Oka-" Kurt stops as a blush forms on his face and he glances down to his twitching hands. "Maybe I could make some for you? That way you can create your own style."

"Really?" Sam steps forward, only leaving a few feet between them. "That'd be awesome, Kurt."

"But there's a problem." Kurt states slowly as he decides to wing it and go for his quickly formulated plan. "I don't know your measurements. Do you?"

"Oh." Sam's smile falters slightly. "I actually don't know either. Kind of used to mom doing all of my shopping."

Kurt chuckles softly before glances at Sam through his lashes. "I guess I'll have to take some then."

"Oka-oh." Sam's eyes widen as he realizes the context of which Kurt is referring to. "That's-"

"Just forget it." Kurt shakes his head. "I wouldn't want to-"

"You can do it." Sam nods as he edges forward slightly, a small smile of his own growing shyly. "But I'll have to make sure that my parents aren't home. Wouldn't want them to think that something's going on when it's not."

"It's not?" Kurt purses his lips, trying not to laugh.

Sam grins before biting his bottom lip. "I don't know. We'll have to measure a few things first."

My inner Kum/Hevans feelings came out the other day and I had to write the day before the cum. I mean sun. ;)