Kurt sighed into his pillow, thankful that today was Sunday. His Saturday had been consumed by homework, epic danger room practice as punishment for disappearing the day before, and thoughts about the day before itself. He groaned tiredly at his clock, it was only 10 in the morning and he wondered what in the world had woke him up on a Sunday, the only day he ever got to sleep in.

Sitting up he pushed his bangs away from his eyes, looking over his room. Realizing once more that he still lacked the duffle bag with his clothing, he huffed, angry he'd had no chance to port back to grab it and when he finally had a chance he was too tired to even move. The carne's had probably already ransacked all his belongings, but he did take some sweet pleasure in knowing Pietro still had their locker key.

He looked up as he heard a noise.

Was that what had woke him up? He jolted when there was a thud against his balcony window. Moving to the window he pulled back the curtains to reveal Pietro, smirking, leaning against the railing, familiar duffle bag slung over a slim shoulder. Kurt gapped at him, surprised he was here but even more surprised at the duffle bag.

"You vent back for it?" Kurt asked and saw Pietro laugh and point at the sliding window's handle. "Oh!" Kurt quickly unlocked the door and slid it open with a flustered 'Hi!' and Pietro chuckled as he moved inside.

"Hi." He smiled at Kurt, who hadn't bothered putting on his Hollowatch yet, although it had been fixed yesterday by the professor. He subconsciously tugged at the fur on his neck but Pietro stopped him, pulling away the nervous hand and holding it in his own. Dropping the duffle bag Pietro pulled the furry bed headed boy closer to him by said hand and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. Kurt had other ideas however, and wrapped his arms around Pietro's neck, deepening the kiss. So far this had been the best part of his day yet, though he had just woke up. He decided it was making up for his horrible Saturday.

"What a greeting!" Pietro said when they had to pull back for air. Kurt blushed and chuckled, slightly nervous.

"I missed you." Kurt stated to his bedroom wall. Pietro gently grasped his chin and moved dark eyes back to look at his own.

"Apparently!" the taller male joked, making Kurt huff in mock annoyance. "I missed you too" he continued, before moving to pick up the discarded duffle bag, which he presented to Kurt. "Here" he handed the bag over to Kurt who took if from him gratefully.

"Thank you, I vas so vorried, I tought dese vere a lost cause for sure!" Kurt walked toward his bed and set the duffle bag down, turning nervously he watched Pietro look distractedly around his room. Pietro finally turned back to him with a quizzical expression. Kurt ran his fingers through his messy hair self consciously.

"Your room looks so…empty?" Pietro stated, though his sudden nervousness turned it into a question. This caused Kurt to laugh and run to his closet. He threw open the sliding door revealing the utter emptiness inside, turning back to a surprised looking Pietro he smiled widely.

"Everyting I own is right in dere" he admitted as he pointed to the duffle bag sitting lonely on the bed. Pietro gapped at him as he trotted back to his original place in front of the speedster. "It's alright though, I don't find myself needing fery much" he explained to the still gaping teen. Pietro sobered and reached out for one of Kurt's hands, cradling it between his own.

"Oh" he supplied, but Kurt could tell he sounded a bit worried.

A blue hand tugged Pietro toward the messy bed & he sat, still staring around in disbelief. He jumped out of his stupor when he felt a warm mouth caressing his neck with kisses. Turning to look at the younger boy beside him he watched as Kurt pulled away looking sheepish.

"Better now?" Pietro nodded with a chuckle & leaned over to run his fingers through Kurt's messy hair.

"Let's hang out today, we can do whatever you want" Pietro suggested, smiling at the way Kurt's eyes closed as he leaned his head into the touch.

"Alright, I vould love to" Kurt enthused, but soon pulled away from Pietro's touch with a frown set in place "but...ze professor, he's vatching my porting to make sure I don't leafe, since I'm basically grounded" Kurt pouted. Pietro had to stop from laughing at how cute it made the fuzzy boy look, and he kissed Kurt's frown away.

"Can't we just walk right out of here; I mean I bet he's not waiting for you to walk anywhere". Kurt frowned for a moment before jumping up, suddenly excited.

"Vhy didn't I tink of zat? I'm much too used to porting!" Kurt descended on his duffle bag, turning it upside down on his bed and rifled through the contents as he decided on what to wear for the day. Pietro frowned slightly at the meager contents of the bag, but grinned quickly when Kurt glanced at him curiously. Waving the blue boy away to get changed he waited patiently as Kurt darted away and returned a few minutes later, chucking the old cloths onto his desk chair. Strapping his hollow watch into place & activating it he smiled and turned toward Pietro who pouted at the loss of his real Kurt, but extended his hand for Kurt to take.

"Shall we?" Pietro asked, and was pleased as Kurt's hand immediately slipped comfortably into his own, accompanied by a delighted nod from Kurt. Both walked out onto the balcony and Kurt slid the door closed. Pietro easily ran them both to the ground and across the grass until they were over the fence and he set Kurt down gently.

They decided to go to the mall and Pietro led the teleporter down the road a bit to where his sporty motorcycle was waiting. Having fixed it up after his trip with Kurt to the fair, another surprise along with the duffle bag, he now had the means to take Kurt wherever either wanted to go, without the trouble of running.

Kurt held on tightly all the way to the mall as an excuse to be closer to the other male, though both agreed it was simply from concern at riding such a vehicle for the first time.

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They had been wandering around the mall for a while now, checking out random stores and listening to random guitarists and such who were looking to make a few bucks off their talent. It was already around one and both boys were getting a little hungry. Pietro had insisted Kurt just had to check out one more shop and Kurt found himself being led into some kind of gothic punk store he'd wanted to look at forever. The silver hailed male had smiled when he told him so & just ushered him inside, silently congratulating himself on his good choice.

It was time to put his plan into action. Dragging Kurt from rack to rack he made the younger male pick out things to try on. A fashion show, he had said, egging the boy on. After about nine outfits and much hilarious banter Kurt finally escaped trying on the clothing and was jokingly banished to wait outside the store, and Pietro assured him he'd be out in a moment. Kurt waited in a seating area right outside the store, giving the door suspicious glances every few seconds.

Finally Pietro had emerged carrying two big bags full of clothing, much to Kurt's unease.

"Vat are dose for?" he asked the mysterious acting male, who simply smile, stuck out his tongue, and replied they were for Kurt. Said boy sputtered and blushed. "But, but vhy? You didn't haf to buy all zat for me!" Pietro responded as he teasingly kept the bags from the hollow formed boys reach

"I did and I wanted to, let's just say I'm spoiling you!" Kurt huffed and crossed his arms in defeat as he tried not to smile in vain while Pietro pretended to fall over under the weight of both bags. Kurt grudgingly took away one bag, mumbling about how it was too much for Pietro to do for him.

When they had stuffed everything into the giant case on the back of Pietro's bike with trouble and Kurt was done telling Pietro it served him right for spending so much on him, Pietro surprised him with a big hug. As Kurt relaxed into his touch Pietro teasingly tugged gently on the base of his hidden tail, making him gasp and arch closer to Pietro. Both boys blushed and as Kurt pulled away Pietro filed his new found information away for later use.

Coaxing Kurt back onto the bike he convinced the ruffled boy to come back to the brotherhood with him. Neither noticed the pair of eyes that followed them out of the parking lot, fixed securely on Kurt.