Kurt was left sitting on his bed in his own thoughts.
Much to Kurt's liking, eEverything was good again and Blaine seemed to be happy Much to Kurt's liking. Kurt loved the relationship he and Blaine shared. He loved how effortless it was to have a conversation about the random things he was thinking about. How he could walk down the corridor with Blaine and no one would make snide comments. Well, except for Wes but he was only joking. Kurt never thought that he would ever be lucky enough to meet someone like Blaine. Even when they weren't dating Blaine always made Kurt smile; he made Kurt feel comfortable to be himself around new people.
Kurt was revisiting some memories in his mind when he heard an urgent knock on his door. Kurt thought it was odd that someone was knocking on his door at 10:30pm but he pushed himself off his bed anyway.
"Kurt! Open the door, quick!"
"Jeff?"?
"Yes, it's Jeff, open the door," Jeff bellowed from outside. Why on earth was he outside Kurt's door? Kurt figured he wasn't going to get his question answered if he just stood in the middle of his room. He quickly walked over to his door and opened it. Jeff barged his way past Kurt and sat on his bed.
"Come in," Kurt said sarcastically and closed the door. Kurt swivelled on his heels and stared at Jeff. He was buzzing and slightly bouncing on Kurt's bed. There was a huge grin on Jeff's face. Kurt knew this wasn't good.
"So what is so important that you had to interrupt my night? I was just about to start my night time moisturizing ritual," Kurt said with his voice full of disappointment.
"Oh Kurt, this is much more important than your moisturizing ritual," Jeff said with a cocky smile.
"I will let you know that nothing is more important than my moisturizing ritual," Kurt said seriously. Jeff just laughed.
"Do you want me to tell you why I am here or not? Or would you still like to bicker about this?"? Jeff said, he waited waiting for Kurt's response. Who It took Kurt a fair amount of time to process the question.
"Fine, tell me why you are here," Kurt said. and He crossed his arms and sat down on his desk chair.
"Well, you probably heard about the disturbance earliery. About Wes locking himself in his room," Jeff said, he putputting this hand in his pocket.
"Yes, I did, but that doesn't explain why you are here," Kurt said slightly pissed off at why he was taking so long.
"Well, if you could believe, I am the cause of the problem," Jeff said as he chuckled to himself.
"No, I could believe that. But that still doesn't explain why you are here," Kurt said pointedly and crossed his arms tighter against his chest.
Jeff pulled out a wooden object out of his pants. It took a few seconds to realise what it was. A smile crept onto Kurt's face.
"You didn't!" Kurt said incredulously.
"Oh, I so did. I am high on adrenalin. I swear, my hands are still shaking," Jeff said as he presented Kurt with Wes's gavel. Kurt took it and examined it. His face snapped up and looked at Jeff. He obviously seemed pleased with himself.
"Wait - how did you get this? Wes has this on him at all times, and never lets any one hold it," Kurt said still in a daze. Kurt couldn't believe Jeff had actually taken it. The thought had crossed his mind a few times that week but he knew he would never actually do it. He wasn't that stupid.
"Don't worry, young Jedi," Jeff reassured Kurt as he snatched the gavel out of Kurt's hand. He snorted at the Jedi reference. Kurt didn't like Sstar Wwars. He didn't understand what was happening most of the time and gave up after the first movie.
"I had to do what I had to do," Jeff said as he layid back against Kurt's pillows. Kurt didn't like him messing up his bed but didn't move from his chair.
"You didn't commit a federal crime did you?"? Kurt asked quizzically., Jeff was amused by Kurt's question.
"No. nothing that involved." Jeff said and leant his head against Kurt's pillow.
"This is really soft." he noted. Kurt just groaned exasperatedly.
"Anyway, what did you do? You still haven't answered my question." Kurt huffed. Jeff placed his hands behind his head and took a breath.
"Well. while you and Blaine were off on your little date, which went pretty well according to Blaine." Kurt blushed but Jeff continued talking. "So I took my chance to go talk to Wes about the solo for the up comingupcoming performance at the nursing home. I thought that if I could talk to Wes early, it might give me an edge over the over guys who are going to audition for it. But Wes was pretty annoyed that I disturbed him from his Hhalo mission. So Wes started getting angry and telling me that he will tell me all I need to know next Wwarblers practice. I noticed his gavel on his desk, he was probably practicing it or something." Kurt smiled; he could picture Wes doing that.
"So I asked if I could borrow one of his x box games because I have repeatedly played all of mine., so when When he went over to his cupboard to get Hhalo 3, I quickly picked up the gavel and put it in my pocket. I took the game and thanked him and quickly left the room. I noticed a few of the Wwarbler guys were walking towards Wes room and they knocked on his door. So if he does think someone has taken it at least I won't be the first one he thinks of. And now you can thank me and bow down in all my gloryness," Jeff said proud of himself.
"Gloryness?"? Kurt mused. Jeff just looked at him in disbelief.
"Out of the whole story, that's what you pick up on?"?
Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Yes, but I can't believe you actually took it. Do you know how much trouble you are going to get in when you get caught"? Kurt said, slightly louder than he intended.
"If I get caught." Jeff protested.
"No, when you get caught., he He could kick you out of the warblersWarblers," Kurt replied.
"He wouldn't do that. There wouldn't be anyone good enough at this school to take my place," Jeff said, so sure of himself. Kurt just rolled his eyes once again.
Jeff continued.
"And anyway this is your going away present from me. I knew you were probably thinking about takingen it from Wes when we were in practice earlier today. So I did it for you. So congratulations. It's a beautiful baby gavel," Jeff said as he handed it to Kurt.
"And what do you suggest I do with it?"? Kurt asked lightly. Jeff had a wicked smile on his face.
"I don't know. Use it as a meat mallet? I know you do a lot of cooking or if that's not exciting enough for you. You could use it as some kinky sex toy and use it wi-
"Jeff!" Kurt said and hit Jeff with the gavel.
"Hey, use number 1," Jeff laughed.
"Get out of my room before I hit you again," Kurt said as he walked over to his door and held it open for Jeff. Jeff smiled as he past Kurt.
"Kurt, this is a happy moment. Just enjoy my gift. I will see you in biology tomorrow," Jeff said with a salute and walked to his room. Kurt closed his door and leant against it. He looked down at the gavel. 'I will give it back to Wes…eventually,' Kurt thought to himself. 'but Hhe can suffer a bit after all the things he has done to me,' Kurt thought as he recounted the numerous times he Wes hads attempted to mess up Kurt's hair or the time he put Nair in his shampoo or the time he put dark fake tan in his moisturizer.
Yes. Wes was definitely going to suffer.
It was 8:30am and there was a knock on the door. "Come in, Blaine," Kurt said as he straightened his tie one more time. Kurt continued to look in his mirror as his door opened.
"So, what was wrong with Wes last night? Did he lose his game on his x-box? I know that he can act like a baby when he loses. He is such a sore loser."
"Hello, Kurt," Wes said coldly. Kurt jumped as he didn't realise Wes was with Blaine. This was new.
"Um, hi Wes, I didn't see you there," Kurt said as he used his most charming smile. It failed to work on Wes.
"Obviously," Wes said in the same tone. He went to turn but Blaine stopped him.
"Come on, today won't be that bad," Blaine said and patted Wes on the shoulder.
"You can't know that. It feels like a part of me has died."
Kurt raised an eyebrow and looked at Blaine. He grabbed his messenger bag and they all headed down the corridor. Blaine leaednt over and whispered in Kurt's ear.
"Sorry about the no coffee, I had my hands full with Wes," Blaine said as he pointed to a glum looking Wes. Every so often he would let out a loud, exasperated sigh.
"So Wes, how are you? You seem a little down," Kurt asked, trying to make it less awkward. Wes sharply looked at Kurt. Blaine face palmed, Kurt knew this probably wasn't the best thing to say.
"You want to know how I'm feeling Kurt. You really want to know how I'm feeling"? Wes shouted. Blaine sighed, he had probably heard this rant a dozen times.
"Um, no" Kurt said. He didn't want to piss him off even more, even though it was pretty funny., he He could guess what it was about but didn't let either of them know.
"Well, I am going to tell you how I feel."
"Here we go," Blaine said under his breath. Kurt laughed quietly.
"I feel like a part of me is missing, like I have died. The world is a cruel place as I am finding out; it rips at your heart strings and leaves you feeling cold and alone. I have never felt so alone. I'm just so scared for her safety, I know she will be ok, I have to believe that or otherwise I might crumble and never be able to go on. She's all I've got," Wes said and placed his head in his hands.
"Wait. Did something happen to Sophie?"? Kurt was quickly concerned, he hoped she was fine. Wes looked at him with a puzzled look on his face.
"What? No. Sshe is fine. It's my gavel Kurt. She's missing. I don't know where she is. She's gone!" Wes grovelledgroveled. He was on the verge of tears. Kurt looked at Blaine. He gave him a look that said 'I know, right'. Kurt bit his lip to hide a laugh. They were almost at their first class. He patted Wes on the back. Kurt tried very hard to keep the amusement out of his voice.
"Look Wes, it will probably turn up eventually. You know everyone miss places things all the time," Kurt tried to sound comforting but sounded slightly sarcastic. Wes shrugged off Kurt and glared, his eyes were pure fire.
"My gavel is not a mere 'thing' Kurt as you so eloquently put it. She is a thing of beauty. I guess you just wouldn't understand. Just leave me alone," Wes affronted and stormed into his classroom. Kurt was about to follow him when Blaine grabbed his wrist, pulled him back and smothered him in a hug. Their faces were so close, their noses were almost touching.
"And where do you think you are going?"? Blaine asked and slowly ran his hand up Kurt's back. It still felt so odd to be affectionate in a public place.
"Um, to follow Wes?"? Kurt said slowly., Blaine was slowly shaking his head.
"I'm not going to follow Wes?"? Kurt said while Blaine nodded.
"So where am I going then?"? Kurt asked sardonically., Blaine leaned in and kissed Kurt on his collarbone and slowly kissed up his neck until he reached Kurt's ear.
"Heaven." he breathed and Kurt let out a low groan and tried to pass it off as a laugh. His face started to turn a deep red as his embarrassment took over. Blaine could feel the heat radiate from Kurt's cheeks; he pulled away holding Kurt's hand and looked dreamily into Kurt eyes. The piercing blue of his eyes were magnetising
"You're so sure of yourself." Kurt whispered so only Blaine could hear.
"Would I be me if I wasn't?"? Blaine matched Kurt's tone and winked at him. Kurt was about to kiss Blaine when he felt two arms wrap themselves around his waist. Kurt froze; he felt a head rest on the back of his shoulder.
"I wanna be loved, too," David said in a petulant tone.
"You could have told me he was going to do that," Kurt grumbled. Blaine stared at David while he spoke.
"I didn't see him coming."
"David, let go of me," Kurt protested as he swatted at David's hands., he David only hugged Kurt tighter. Blaine let go of Kurt's hand, and crossed his arms and scowled at David.
"Do you just follow us around and interrupt us every time we are together or something? Because this is starting to get annoying," Blaine complained.
"Are you still annoyed about last night? Get over it," David said as he snuggled into Kurt who was trying his best to get away.
"No, I won't," Blaine said as he crossed his arms tighter against his chest.
David laughed as Kurt tried to break free of his arms.
"That boy is moody, he needs to get laid. Quick!" David snicked. Blaine pulled Kurt free and kept an arm around Kurthim. Kurt straightened his blazer and glared at David for interrupting them yet again.
"David, even if I was about to get 'laid' you would probably manage to interrupt me some how," Blaine remarked. M.r Hensley walked pastsed and looked strangely at the boys.
"Shouldn't you 3 be getting to class?"? he said with a look of superiority. David perked up and was slapped by Kurt. He didn't know what David was about to say and wasn't really sure if he wanted to know.
"Yes sir, we are just going know," Kurt said and pushed David into the class room. Kurt was about to follow him in but Blaine grabbed his wrist softly. He tried to hug Kurt but was interrupted by Mr. Hensley.
"Blaine, shouldn't you be leaving?"? he said and took a sip of his coffee.
"I am but-"
"No buts Blaine, go to your next class," he said while he waited for Blaine to leave. They both said an awkward goodbye and Kurt went into his classroom. Kurt took his seat next to David and Wes. Wes still looked as mournful as ever while David was cracking jokes that weren't really appropriate. They didn't even get a reaction out of Wes, which was a very bad sign.
Kurt searched in his bag for his book when Mr. Hensley called his name.
"Yes Mr .Hensley?" Kurt said in an innocent tone. He knew he couldn't be in trouble and if he was he was going to play dumb.
"Kurt ,can you stay behind after class, there is something I want to talk about" Mr. Hensley said and turned to continue writing on the board. The whole class made an 'ooo' sound and , David snickered.
"Ha-ha Hummel's in trouble."
"What was that, David"? Mr. Hensley refuted
"Nothing, sir," he said with an imperious grin and went back to his work.
The lesson passed slowly, Kurt only heard snippets of David and Wesley's conversation. Wes was still upset over the loss of his gavel., David tried to cheer him up by telling him about how he had ruined Kurt's morning with Blaine. Wes smiled at this; Kurt just rolled his eyes and continued working. Kurt spent the whole lesson worrying about what Mr. Hensley wanted to talk to him about. Kurt thought it was strange that he wanted to speak to him when David had done more distracting things in this lesson and hadn't even told him off.
The bell rang and David and Wes walked out of the classroom. Kurt went up to Mr. Hensley and waited for him to talk to himspeak. Mr. Hensley stood up from his chair and closed the door. Kurt heard him tell some kids to get to their next class and turned and faced Kurt. He pointed his hand to a chair in front of his desk and told Kurt to sit. Kurt did as he said; he crossed his legs and placed his hands on his knee. Mr. Hensley sat at his desk and smiled fondly at Kurt. Kurt wasn't sure he liked the situation. He had read plenty of stories about teachers raping students and most of them started like this.
"Now Kurt," Mr. Hensley said snapping Kurt back from his horrid thoughts.
"You might have noticed that early this morning I heard the end of what you, David and Blaine were talking about," Kurt's cheeks inflamed, he was going to kill David.
"Oh sir it no-"Kurt tried to protest but was silenced byut Mr. Hensley.
"Now Kurt, you know that this school has been built on traditions and high morals, so we expect the students to behave in a similar way. We expect the students to act like young gentlemen and not use fouwl language. So when I walked past you and your friends and heard the derogatory things that you were talking about, I was appalled," Mr. Hensley said flatly.
"But sir, shouldn't David be here as well?. He was the one who started the conversation," Kurt contented. There was a noise coming from the other side of the door. Mr. Hensley must not have heard it and continued.
"Yes. David was there as well but he wasn't all over his boyfriend," Mr. Hensley said slyly. A rage was building in Kurt.
"Sir, David had me in a bear hug and wouldn't let me go. Blaine had to basically pry David's hands from around me. Blaine only had his arm around me. If you were there a few seconds earlier. You would ha-"Kurt was cut off and only made him more infuriated.
"I don't think that I would have wanted to be there earlier. Now what happens between you and Blaine is your business and I don't think that it is acceptable for you to be parading it in front of the student body." Kurt's mouth dropped. How dare he say that? If he wasn't so against violence he would have punched him in his big homophobic mouth.
"This is so outrageous!, I thought that this school has a no bullying policies, and that includes teachers," Kurt was too furious to talk instead he just sat back further in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Kurt, i'm I'm not bullying you. I am just informing you that it is not acceptable to behave like that in the school," Mr. Hensley said calmly.
"This is because Ii'm gay, isn't it? If it was one of the other guys with their girlfriend holding their handthat would be perfectly fine, to hold their hand wouldn't it?"? Kurt said and stood up and grabbed his messenger bag from the floor.
"Kurt, sit back down," Mr. Hensley ordered. Kurt huffed and did as he was told.
"Look, we have gotten off track about the real issue. , the The reason I wanted to talk to you was because I heard the 3 three of you boys talk about sex and I think that we should have a talk about it," Mr. Hensley said slowly. Kurt's jaw dropped. His face blushed bright red. Oh god, please don't let this be 'the talk'. It was painful enough the first time his dad talked to him.
Mr. Hensley walked to the front of his desk and sat down.
"Now Kurt, I know Dalton doesn't have a Sex Ed class but if you ever need to talk about this type of thing. I would just like to let you know my door is always open if you need to talk," Mr. Hensley said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. There was a ruckus coming from the other side of the door.
"Kurt, you probably have heard about PFLAG. Their website is very helpful for gay teens such as yourself." Kurt blushed, this wasn't happening.
"I know it might be hard for you to feel comfortable to talktalking to other people about this type of thing but I am always willing to listen. I have a few leaflets if you are interested in reading them. They have helpful tips on-"there was a crash against the door., Kurt took this distraction to get the hell out of there. Kurt stood up with his face still blushing from the conversation. He clutched at his messenger bag and walked to the door.
"Well, um, thank you sir but everything is fine. I have already had this conversation with my father and he filled me in on everything. But um, thank you for your concern," Kurt said awkwardly and opened the door. Wes and David fell through the door. Kurt raised an eyebrow and saw Blaine standing behind the guilty boys smiling.
"Please tell me you won't weren' t listening," Kurt scowled at the Wes and David.
"Of course not!" Wes and David said in unison. They were grinning from ear to ear. Kurt groaned exasperatedly and walked off.
"Kurt , don't forget the leaflets," Mr. Hensley called out after him. Kurt blushed even more.
"Don't worry sir, I'ill give them to him," David said and snatched them from his hand. Wes, David and Blaine all ran to catch up with Kurt.
David was the first one to reach Kurt. He sidled next to Kurt and smiled.
"So Kurt, did he give you some tips?"? David burst out laughing. Kurt caught Blaine trying to hide a smile on his face. Kurt was going to kill David if he told anyone else about this.