Prompt: Jonathan Archer - "Excuse me, do you think I could get some more coffee before you shoot him" -'Enterprise'
Kurt had known it was going to be a late night, what with working at the diner late and then preparing for Isabella's gala on Friday night. Still, he had commitments to fulfill and he would do whatever it would take to fulfill them. Right now that meant finishing this agenda for the gala before going to sleep so he could present it to Isabella in the morning.
Tentatively he reached up and pulled one of his earbuds out. In place of the soothing music he had been listening to, Rachel's yelling came through loud and clear. Honestly, he didn't know why Finn kept trying to please her. His stepbrother must be a sucker for punishment was the only conclusion he could come up with.
Kurt looked at his empty mug and then the agenda before yawning. What he really longed to do was climb into bed but that wasn't happening. With a weary sigh, he removed the other ear bud and got to his feet, ready to brave the war zone that was currently occupying his living room.
"Santana was home visiting her parents, so she, Puck and I grabbed hamburgers to catch up on things. Is that really a crime?" Finn was asking as Kurt stepped into the room.
"Yes!" Rachel shot back.
"Why? I had dinner with Mercedes last week and you had no problem with that."
"You've never dated Mercedes!"
"Well, maybe I should."
Kurt cringed at his stepbrother's words. They were sure to keep Rachel going for another hour or so on her tirade if Finn stayed. Unfortunately the need for coffee outweighed his common sense to just retreat for the safety of his room.
"Excuse me," he said, waking past his best friend and stepbrother. "Just let me grab a cup of coffee before you shoot him, please. I don't want to be a witness to that."
"You're not helping things, Kurt."
"Wasn't trying to. I just want my coffee," he replied, reaching the coffee pot and pouring the dark liquid into his mug. Just the aroma seemed to wake him up. "Some of us have goals tonight that don't involve having the neighbors call the police on us," he added, placing the coffee pot down.
He didn't have to look to know both of them were shooting daggers at him.