I can't believe I have so many followers. Thank you so much to all the people who favourited, alerted and reviewed this story. I love you!
Thanks to Sue, who despite her heavier work schedule, edited the chapter on the way to her work!
DISCLAIMER: If I owned Glee, I would be sitting at some poolside, sipping martinis and not thinking of my results which might come next week.
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Kurt never knew how he was supposed to act in public so as to not irritate anyone who was even a little homophobic. It didn't help that if he was stand-offish, they called him prissy and bossy. And if he was slightly friendly with a polite smile, the bullies complained that he was being "a fairy who spread his gay cooties." He obviously ended up with a mask so thick that no one except those who knew him personally knew what his personality was. That vibrant personality of his was actually behind a virtual armor of many layers, some of which were his snark, and the literal layers of clothes. He figured, a person who bothered to wait and metaphorically peel off those layers must be a really good friend.
Everyone who knew Kurt knew two things: One, he was, by nature, a very guarded person. And Two: If you became friends with him, you had a person you could confide to confidently for life. Kurt was just that kind of person. He was like a moonflower; his awesomeness shined through after everyone had looked away, and stopped blooming when everyone was ready to get up. Glee Club had extended his boundaries and made him slightly bolder while talking to people. It also helped that the people who were close to him had a certain vibe, a way that they managed to gel together.
Which is why Kurt was slightly shocked when he got a similar vibe from Harry even though they had barely spoken ten words to each other. He knew it would be totally creeper-ish of him to say something. He looked at the guy from the top of his laptop only to see Harry looking down at his delicious hot chocolate equally as fast, his glasses giving off a slight shine.
He closed the link to the latest outfits that had come online and thought of what to do once he went back home. He knew his dad definitely wouldn't have approved of the way he left and didn't come back for several hours. Kurt then got his mobile out of his pocket, unlocked the screen, and sent a message to Carole saying, 'I'm sorry. I hope I didn't hurt your feelings. Tell Dad I'm at the Lima Bean and I'll be home in maybe an hour or more. With a friend.'
As he sent the message, he thought of how he considered Harry a friend already. He thought of asking for Harry's number, and then realized that maybe he was just an idiot and should get up and go just in case Harry thought he was a creep. He was sure Harry was just looking at him because he was curious about why Kurt hadn't left even though there were only dregs left in his coffee cup.
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While Kurt was going down a really bad route that he didn't need to go on, Harry was going through a slightly similar phase. He really wanted to make new friends over here seeing how one of his friends was, well, not his friend anymore and the other was a continent away. But he knew the fact that he was older than Kurt might make him not appealing as a friend, at least not for the time being. He tried looking at Kurt and loved what he saw. Kurt somehow depicted a sign of innocence as well as a strong maturity at the same time. Harry then realized that Kurt would see him ogling the poor guy and looked down at the whipped cream on his cocoa. He could see from his peripheral vision that Kurt was looking back at him. He knew his face was filled with some scars from the War but he didn't know it was so bad that people stared at it with shock.
One reason Harry was pleased with Arthur was that he put him up in a place where he wasn't harassed by random people walking on the road about "what a good deed he did for the country". What most people didn't get was that he just happened to be there at the time and was given a responsibility he didn't ask for. He just wanted to be a normal boy who had a place in the world which wasn't under some staircases in a shoe cupboard.
Harry knew this was his chance to get out of any "title" he had and make something out of himself, including friends who didn't fall all over themselves when they realized that the small boy with little bangs over his forehead was actually a superhero who got miraculous powers and killed a bad man when he was a toddler. He crossed his fingers and asked Kurt, "This might really be out of the way, and feel free to say no. But I'm new here, and would love someone to show me around. Would you, maybe…"
He couldn't help the large smile on his face when Kurt agreed to it, adjusting his hair as he did so.
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I wrote a story for my friend Maria's birthday. Its' called Here Kitty Kitty and is Kurt/Blaine. Check it out if you like.
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