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[All in all, Kurt's relieved Thanksgiving is over. He enjoyed getting to spend that time with his family, but the truth is, all he's wanted to do lately is curl up on his bed and mope. The breakup wasn't just Blaine's idea. Kurt ultimately thought it was the best way to save their friendship too, and it ended up being a mutual decision. But it still hurts. He still feels raw and sad, and he doesn't think those feelings are going to go away for a while. There's still a part of him that wants to call Blaine up and ask to try again; Kurt ruined someone's life just so they'd have a chance to make their relationship work and this is how it ends?
But he doesn't call Blaine. He doesn't do much of anything once the holiday and Black Friday is over. He just lies in his bed, staring up at the ceiling, debating calling the girls so they can come over with comfort food. But he's not sure he's in the mood to explain things, and the room doesn't just belong to him anymore anyway, and he doesn't want to bother Older Kurt. In fact, between his recent breakup and the bizarre feelings he's been having around Older Kurt lately, he's not sure how to even look him in the eyes. Why does life have to be so complicated?] Why is this my life?
But he doesn't call Blaine. He doesn't do much of anything once the holiday and Black Friday is over. He just lies in his bed, staring up at the ceiling, debating calling the girls so they can come over with comfort food. But he's not sure he's in the mood to explain things, and the room doesn't just belong to him anymore anyway, and he doesn't want to bother Older Kurt. In fact, between his recent breakup and the bizarre feelings he's been having around Older Kurt lately, he's not sure how to even look him in the eyes. Why does life have to be so complicated?] Why is this my life?
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Date: 2011-11-26 10:47 am (UTC)[Kurt pauses then. This... This is starting to sound strangely familiar, and he's not sure how he feels about it. The blushing, the way he's biting his lip, what he's saying about this guy he likes... It sounds like...] Kurt... What's his name? You can tell me. I won't get upset, I promise you.
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Date: 2011-11-26 11:27 am (UTC)[Kurt feels like his heart just stopped beating. For a second there it sounds almost like Older Kurt figured it out. But maybe he's just imagining things. Maybe all he has to do is toss out another name and that will be the end of this.] Rory? He's... this foreign exchange student. But I think he has a crush on Finn, so it looks like I don't have a chance.
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Date: 2011-11-26 11:42 am (UTC)Don't lie to me. Please.
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Date: 2011-11-26 12:01 pm (UTC)I-- Okay, fine. It's not Rory, or Finn or Mr. Schue. But I can't tell you who it is because it really is inappropriate. Really, really inappropriate. And honestly? You really do not want to know, trust me on this.
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Date: 2011-11-26 12:11 pm (UTC)Fine. You don't have to tell me. [So he decides to do probably the stupidest thing he's ever done in his life, and leans in to line his lips with Little Kurt's in a soft, warm kiss. As second kisses go, it's not too bad.]
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Date: 2011-11-26 10:03 pm (UTC)Smiling against his lips, Kurt pulls back with a sharp gasp for air, immediately dipping back in to start nibbling on his neck. His hands keep pushing at his shirt, roaming his bare palms over naked skin, touching him in a way he's not sure he's ever been touched before. And he likes it. This is incredible.]
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