I'm sorry, I nearly forgot about this. It's been a crazy day. Basically, I came out to my family earlier. I still can't believe it.
Prompt: Silhouettes
Words: 389
It was dark the first night that they met. The bus stop didn't have a street light nearby, just the dull dying neon from a pizza place across the street. They met but didn't speak, just waiting silently for the bus.
Eventually, one of them decided to stop checking the time on his phone for fear of it running out of charge. He looked instead at the road, and then at the other figure. He wasn't overly tall, but he was taller than the one with the phone. He wore tight fitting jeans and was shivering because he didn't have a coat. The first figure wanted to lend him his own.
He looked again at the road.
"You waiting for the bus?"
The stranger snorted. "No, I'm just waiting at a bus stop?"
There was a pause. "Sorry. That was stupid." He exhaled slowly and his breath clouded the air. "My name's Blaine."
A car drove past. Slowly.
"Kurt." He started stamping his feet. "Is it me or is it freezing?" he asked, trying to sound like he wasn't bothered.
Blaine smiled. "Um, I've got a jumper on. Do you...do you want to borrow my coat?"
Kurt looked at the boy he just met. "I'm okay, thank you."
Blaine took his coat off and held it out. "Honestly, it's okay."
Kurt, his face obscured by shadow, half smiled. "Thanks." He took the coat and slid it over his shoulders. "Thank you," he repeated.
They fell silent for a little while longer. Another car went past, quickly this time. This time it was Kurt who broke the silence. "So where are you headed?"
"The West Gate. You know, the hotel?"
"Seriously?" Kurt asked. "I'm headed that way, too."
Blaine paused, then stepped towards the other man, towards Kurt. "Do you maybe want to share a cab? It doesn't look like the bus is on its way any time soon."
Kurt smiled. "Yeah, that might be easier." He fished his phone out of his jean pocket. "Here, do you want to call?"
When the taxi arrived, they got in together. The light in the cab was the first they had experienced since they had met, and they each casually tried to sneak glances at what the other looked like.
It was the first time they met. But it wasn't the last.
