Kurt had just finished his first semester at CalArts. It wasn't NYADA but it was better than a state university. He had actually found California to be a nice alternative to New York. He didn't get the bright city lights and Broadway, but he had a beautiful coastline, and San Francisco. And as much as he loved Rachel, it was nice to get some distance from her. He was heading back to Ohio for the holidays. A whole month in Lima didn't exactly sound appealing but he promised his dad he would come home. During his layover in Denver he turned on his phone and received ten consecutive texts from Rachel. He ignored all but the last one.

Rachel

Can't wait for you to get here! I must let you hear my solo for spring competition at NYADA. See you soon :)

LET me hear it? Like it's some sort of privilege. That girl will be the end of me.

He had promised her a sleepover, for old times sakes. He landed in Ohio around 8pm. He waited for his dad at baggage claim but didn't see him. He couldn't get a hold of him either. He suddenly felt someone grab him from behind.

Oh my god Rachel! You almost gave me a heart attack!

Surprise? Sorry, I just got so excited when I saw you.

Kurt sighed and gave her a proper hug.

It's fine Rachel, I've missed you too. Now, I must get my bag.

Rachel gave a sweet smile to Kurt and headed over to the carousel to grab his bag.

Kurt what is in this thing, a dead animal?

No. It's all last season's clothes. I have to update my wardrobe. I'm giving these to the fashionable challenged of Lima.

Of course you are. Ok, lets head out. I have barely been home today.

Rachel, I need to go home. Why are you here and my dad isn't?

Oh yeah, your dad and Carole are actually in Mexico for a week. It was a last minute decision. They'll be back on Sunday.

Kurt groaned and shook his head. They couldn't tell him that themselves? At least it's only a few days.

They were on their way to Lima, Rachel deciding to take a scenic route.

Ok, well you can just drop me off at home then. Thanks for picking me up.

Oh no Kurt. You're staying at my place tonight. We haven't seen each other in months! You already have all your stuff with you. You can wear last season's pajamas for one night. '

Rachel I've been flying all day. I'm tired and not in the mood for a sleep over. Can we do it tomorrow? Please? I promise we can stay up all night and watch cheesy romantic comedies.

Rachel pouted but eventually agreed. She dropped Kurt off at his house, but pleaded for him to change his mind. He said no, kissed her on the cheek, and went inside.

Finn was passed out on the couch, sports channel still on. Kurt went over, turned off the tv, and put a blanket over Finn. He headed to his room dropping off all his things by his bed. He was doing his nightly facial routine when he got a text from Rachel.

Rachel

KURTTTT, please save me. I forgot how annoying my little brother is. I sometimes wonder if we are really related.

Kurt

You determined that a long time ago, remember? Science doesn't lie. Just shut your door and put in Chicago. He'll get bored of you eventually.

Rachel

I still think they mixed up something at the lab. Ugh, ok fine. I will see you tomorrow Kurt Elizabeth Hummel. Don't even think of skipping out!

Kurt

I will be there. Good night.

Kurt finished his routine and slipped into some new pajamas he had gotten as an early Christmas present to himself. He jumped into bed remembering he didn't have to set an alarm for the next day. He smiled as he drifted off to sleep.

bzzzz, bzzzz, bzzz

Kurt awoke to the sound of his phone vibrating. He blinked a few times to get his eyesight back to normal.

Burt Hummel Calling

Kurt slid it open getting out a very drawn out "Hello"

Hey Kid. Did I wake up?

I was just about to get out of bed,

Sure kid. Hey, sorry I didn't tell ya about the trip. We kind of planned it last minute. Needed a vacation. You can handle a few days by yourself right?

Yeah dad, I'll be fine. I'm sure I have plenty of people who want to see me.

Figured.

Kurt could hear Carole in the distance yelling for Burt to get off the phone and come enjoy the beach.

Go enjoy your time with Carole dad. I'll see you when you get back.

Thanks Kurt. Make sure Finn gets up ok? He always sleeps through that damn alarm. He can't be late to the shop, he has to open.

Will do dad. Have a nice trip.

Thanks, bye Kurt.

Bye dad,

Kurt walked towards the living room to wake Finn up. Finn was still in the same position as he was the night before. He was drooling on the blanket Kurt had put on him.

Finn, Finn wake up.

Huh? Oh, hey Kurt.

Finn rolled over and closed his eyes again.

Finn, you have to open the shop today, get up.

Mmmhmmm.

FINN!

Ok ok, I'm up.

You have to actually get off the couch.

God, ok! You're worse than Burt.

Kurt smirked at Finn and walked toward the kitchen. He opened the fridge and pulled out some eggs and milk. He cracked the eggs, and made sure to only use egg whites. He pushed the eggs onto a plate and put some salt and pepper on them. He poured himself a glass of milk and sat down at the table.

Couldn't have asked me if I wanted something?

Are you incapable of making eggs yourself? I can break it down for you if you wish.

Haha, very funny.

Finn grabbed the milk from the counter and bowl from the sink. He opened the cabinet and grabbed some cereal.

Cap'n Crunch? Really Finn? You're a grown man, not a 15 year old boy.

Cereal is for all ages. There's not an age limit on the box.

Finn points to a random spot on the cereal box. Kurt rolls his eyes and finishes his egg whites and milk.

I'm going to get dressed. I trust you can pay attention to the time and leave for work before the shop is supposed to open?

Finn mumbled something but there was cereal in his mouth so Kurt didn't understand a word of it. He walked off towards his room to get ready for the day. He didn't have anything particular planned until later that night with Rachel. He decided on pair of skinny grey washed jeans, a new button down navy wool sweater. Lima was definitely not the sunny bay area. He grabbed a hat and some gloves deciding to head out to grab some coffee.

Kurt spent most of the day sitting in a coffee shop writing new screenplays. He'd become fascinated with film while at CalArts. Most of the kids going there were either working in film, or planning on starring in said films. He'd been working on a new story about two men who meet in a coffee shop and instantly fall in love. Ok, so he wrote screenplays, but that didn't mean he was good at it. He just loved to write. Mostly he planned on acting though. He thought the stage was his calling but he'd found that he loved the ability to do a scene over and over again and perfect it more and more each time.

He looked at his watch and realized it was already five. He packed up his laptop and headed back towards his house. He made a simple salad and scarfed it down. He wasn't usually a fast eater but Rachel would kill him if he weren't there by eight. He packed a pair of PJ's, a pair of black dress pants, an orange dress shirt, and a white cardigan. Of course he brought all his facial creams and hair products in a separate bag. Always be prepared, Kurt's new motto.

He arrived at Rachel's promptly at eight. He knocked on the door and waited a minute for someone to answer. When no one came he went to knock again but the door suddenly opened. His hand hit Blaine smack in the chest. Blaine stumbled a little but it didn't seem to hurt him at all.

Oh my god, I am so sorry Blaine! I…I was just…and-

Kurt, it's fine. It didn't hurt. Are you..um…blushing?

NO! I just, just let me in.

Yeah ok. Don't look so flustered.

Kurt made a noise to say "Whatever Blaine" but it came out more nervous than he intended. He just kept walking towards Rachel's room. He opened the door, walked in, and immediately closed it behind him.

Ugh, I totally get what you mean about your brother. Complete annoyance.

See, I told you! Thank god you're here. I need a girl's night. Everyone at NYADA is competition. I can't do this with them.

Kurt rolled his eyes at Rachel and gave her shoulders a good squeeze.

Well I'm here now. What should we watch first?

Let's do something a little different. How about A Chorus Line?

Yeah ok. That works for me.

They ordered a large cheese pizza and a two-liter of coke. They devoured it all within minutes. Kurt immediately regretted that decision. His stomach was twisting and turning. He went to Rachel's bathroom but she told him to use the one in the hallway.

He washed his hands and decided to do his facial routine there. He was half way through when Blaine barged into the bathroom, wearing only his boxers.

Blaine, can you come back in a few minutes?

No, actually I can't. You've been in here a half hour and I need to piss like sea biscuit over here.

Use Rachel's bathroom.

I can't. She'll crucify me if I even walk in there.

Kurt was about to tell Blaine to leave when Blaine pushed past him and pulled out his cock from his boxers and started to pee. Kurt was a little more than uncomfortable. Blaine noticed Kurt looking and gave him a coy smile. Kurt looked back up and started rubbing his face with lotion.

Rub any harder and you're going to take off all that precious skin of yours.

Kurt choked a little but gained composure again.

Can you please leave?

Sure thing. Oh, but before I do, I should tell you, rocking a hard on while I'm pissing is a little weird.

Blaine winked at him as he left the bathroom making sure his hand brushed over Kurts ass. Kurt shivered at the touch. He looked down and whined a little. Blaine was always attractive, but now that he was a senior in high school and had fully grown into himself, he'd gotten full on mega hot. Of course Kurt noticed the minute he walked through the door earlier but wouldn't quite admit it to himself.

If this was any indication of what his break was going to be like, he was in for one hell of a month.