|I'll Make the Hobbit Sream
Author: missimogen PM
"They we're blind to everything around them Blaine, they didn't see how bad it got, Q was the only one who cared, I wanted to die." Kurt slumped to the ground, slightly shocked at his confession. An arm wrapped around his shoulders and he looked up to it's owners eyes. "I won't let you feel that way again, Kurt." KlaineAU skank!Kurt/puppy!BlaineRated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Kurt H. & Blaine A. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,498 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 24 - Follows: 49 - Updated: 06-14-12 - Published: 06-10-12 - id: 8203121
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AN: Hey guys. So I wrote this because I made a couple of graphics of skank!Kurt and I wrote a short drabble to accompany that piece. I hope you enjoy the extended version of the drabble!
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Kurt Hummel had decided at an early point during the summer between his Junior and Senior year, to take Quinn's advice and toughen up. His idea of toughening up, was to take a few self-defence lessons and buy a new leather jacket. Her idea was to make him take kick boxing lessons with her and go all out on piercings and hair.
It took him some convincing before he gave in to the hair, but he had to admit, pink never looked so good. The piercings were an easier task, Kurt had always wanted a small stud in his ear, and when that went down without a hitch, he decided on more.
Kurt and Quinn changed together that summer, they had no one but each other and they clung to that.
It was nearing the end of their summer when they met the other members of the "Skanks". Some Jock was throwing a party and somehow they managed to score an invite, not that they really cared. You could tell that these few people were going to end up pushed together, dark clothes, slightly unkempt, chain smokers, piercings, tattoos, classic case of grouping people together because of their stereotype, and stereotypically, they seriously did not give a damn.
First day back at school for Kurt was, interesting. Azimo had tried to shove him into a locker before classes had even begun and had ended up in the nurse's office with a black eye instead. The day passed almost uneventfully from there for Kurt.
He was trying his best to stay focused in during his last class of the day, but math wasn't exactly the most exciting class available, and the need to have a smoke was creeping up on him, excusing himself from the classroom, he made his way towards the nearest unguarded exit in the school, immediately bumping into a hard body.
Kurt growled and took a step back to get a look at the obstruction in his path, and almost burst into laughter.
"Is that a bowtie?" He managed to ask without sounding too amused. The obstruction looked down at his chest and smiled widely, snapping his head back so quickly that Kurt thought it should have snapped off. The boy in front of him was still smiling at him, rocking himself on the balls of his feet like an excitable child. Kurt narrowed his eyes and leaned forward, lowering his voice, he whispered loudly. "Are you high?"
The excitable child stopped rocking and looked up at Kurt with wide eyes. "No! It's my first day and I got lost on my way to my last class. I was hoping you could help me." Kurt scoffed and made to move around the boy. The boy took a step sideways to block off Kurt's escape. "My name is Blaine Anderson." He stuck out a hand.
Kurt eyed the extended hand with disgust and pushed the smaller boy aside. "I didn't ask for your name, Hobbit."
Blaine turned with Kurt and started to walk in step with pink haired male. "I thought I would give it to you anyway, I think you're cute." Kurt froze.
Blaine almost walked into the statue like Kurt, he pulled his eyebrows together in confusion. "Are you okay?" Kurt dropped his gaze to Blaine's.
"Did you just call me cute?"
"Don't ever, do that again."
Kurt looked away from the disheartened teen in front of him and rolled his eyes. "What class have you got?" He sighed.
"Down the hall, right where you bumped into me, that's the classroom. Don't mention me to the teacher." Blaine nodded and started off in the direction they had come from. "Kurt."
Blaine stopped and turned quickly back. "Huh?"
"My name, it's Kurt."
Blaine smiled widely at Kurt and nodded his head. "See you later, Kurtie Pie!" He turned around again and headed into their math classroom.
Kurt was about to follow him in to smack him down for even daring to call him that, when his phone vibrated in his pocket.
Q: Bleachers, bring smokes xx
K: On my way xo
He left the school hallways and made his way to the bleachers where he and the Skanks had decided was the perfect spot to be, either when skipping classes or during breaks.
He made it to the bleachers 2 minutes after he sent his reply text. Finding Quinn tucked away behind a supporting pole in the middle of the bleachers, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a few drags before passing down to his friend.
"Met any of the new kids Q?"
She shook her head in answer. "I heard there were a few. One from that preppy boys school in Westerville. I heard he was gay." Quinn cocked her to the side and smirked at Kurt. She took a drag of the cigarette and passed it back to the scowling boy.
He didn't respond to her comment about the new kid being gay, he pretty much figured that out when he saw the bowtie. The bell signalling the end of the day sounded then and Kurt pulled Quinn up, handing back the smoke as well.
As they started making their way back to the school, Kurt glimpsed Blaine exiting the building that bordered the bleachers. He eyed the short boy up and decided that he was actually quite attractive. Beautiful almost. He came to a decision.
"I'll make the Hobbit scream." Kurt said, eyeing the short, overly excitable male. Quinn looked towards the building and seemed to spot Blaine laughing at something around him.
Quinn passed him the dying a cigarette. "New kid already pissed you off?" She raised an eyebrow in question.
Kurt took a drag of the cigarette, he held the smoke in his lungs for a few moments before letting it escape, leaving the smoke to hang between the two. He smirked. "When did I ever say he would be screaming in pain?"
She grinned in reply. "Don't think you'll be spoiling him a little too much?"
"He called me Kurtie Pie." Quinn almost choked. "I think I need to teach him a lesson."
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