KURT ELIZABETH HUMMEL!
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Greetings, one and all, to my always humble but never duplicated corner of the internet. To start things off, my name's Kurt Hummel (like it says up there), and I absolutely promise to make your 'follow' worthwhile.
Originally, I'm from Ohio, but we won't get into the details of where and why. Trust me, you don't want to know. I'm a recent graduate of the School of America in Italy, and I'm now living in the city of my dreams -- New York. I attend NYADA (New York Academy for the Dramatic Arts, for those who aren't aware), and I'm currently pursuing a musical theater degree.
I'm gay, if you didn't know. If that's going to be an issue, I suggest you leave me alone right now. I don't take kindly to intolerance, especially if you don't have the common courtesy to say how you really feel to my face. With that being said, I'm also engaged to the absolute love of my life, Blaine Anderson. I've never doubted how lucky I am to have him in my life, and I can't wait until we start our lives together as a family.
I like trashy reality T.V.,, black and white movies, lazy Sunday mornings, and walks through central park. I'm a romantic, so sue me. Just do make sure you remember my name. After all, you'll end up working for me in just a few years.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

I couldn’t get any closer if I tried. I can feel your heart beat with mine.

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Me, too. I like it when we’re this close, though.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

Better not, I don’t think there’s a law on earth that could keep me away from you, but I’d rather not upset the balance of nature further by becoming your step-brother. We’d end up like Shannon and Boone from LOST

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I will never concede to that. However, I am tired, and I just want to spend the night curled up in your arms.

You’re adorable. Especially when you’re sleepy. C’mere — no moving for you unless absolutely necessary.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

Anderson-Hummel sounds perfect to me. At this point in time, I’d rather be a Hummel anyways.

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I love you more.

I think my Dad might take that as a sign to adopt you. And I’m not really into marrying my step-brother. The sentiment, however, is appreciated.

I love you the most.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

You’re my family too, Kurt. And I don’t ever want you to hold yourself back from being who you are. You’re a pivotal part of my life now, and attaching that Anderson to your last name is even more proof of that. It’s just as much your place to say something as it is mine. But as long as he’s sober, it shouldn’t be any trouble.

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Anderson-Hummel would be better, if we want to do it alphabetically. But, you’re right. I have faith in you to make the right calls, no matter what the circumstances are.

I love you.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

Kurt Elijah Hummel, I’ve known you for over four years now, and we both know that if someone you love is provoked, there is not a power on this Earth that could stop you from speaking your mind.

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Ooh. You full named me. You only do that when you’re being very serious, or very sexy. Or both.

I know, I know. I’m outspoken. But, I mean it. This is for you, not for me. It’s not my place to get involved until I’ve actually gotten involved by the hand of another party. I don’t want to cause you any upset feelings by being too harsh to someone who’s still family to you, hun. That’s not right.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

…Okay. Okay, alright…you’re right. We should lay down. I’ve got a terrible headache anyways.

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Somehow I don’t think you’d have it any other way, even if I wasn’t alright with it. But yes, that’s…that’s fine.

I’ll get you some Advil, and a cool cloth for your head. C’mon.

Mm, you know me too well, Mr. Anderson. Don’t worry, I promise I’ll be on my best behavior. I won’t say anything unless provoked, and I’ll keep all crude comments inside my head.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

I don’t know what I ever did to deserve somebody like you, Kurt. I’d fall to pieces without you…but I think you knew that firsthand. You’re quite literally my everything, my best friend, my soulmate, I just…I love you. I love you so very much. 

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But I don’t want this to blow up in our faces. I need to call my brother, and I need to have a talk with my dad and figure out why he was here in the first place. He came all the way from Italy, and for as much as the man gets under my skin, I can’t just let him stumble about without knowing what’s really going on. I walked him to a hotel for the night, but I’m going to check on him in the morning.

And you mean just as much to me, sweetheart. It’d be pretty weird if I didn’t, seeing as I’ve got this nifty little ring on my finger. I love you to the moon and back. Let’s lay down?

.. Okay. That’s okay. We’ll call Cooper in the morning, and I’m coming with you to see your Dad. I don’t have to go in the room, but I want to be there in case something happens. Is that alright with you?

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

No, it’s not an option.

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I thought that moving out here would give us the space and opportunities we needed to finally be individuals on our own. I mean, I wasn’t expecting to be isolated from my family troubles, but I had reason enough to trust that we’d put enough distance between our lives here and our lives back in school to feel that we could be comfortable developing into our own individuals. And yet here he is, storming down our door and reminding me that I’ve ruined his relationship with my mother. 

And how much of this is a reflection on the type of person I’m growing up to be? What assurances do I have that I’m not going to be a cruel or manipulative individual like he has become? He wasn’t always like this. It’s like the years of raising a prominently gay son has warped how he sees me, like he needs to remove me as his status as his child in order to just…keep on validating his judgmental behavior. 

I just wanted us to be okay. Was that too much to ask?

Oh, baby.

It’s okay. It’ll be okay. Neither you nor your brother will turn into the kind of man your father is. He’s judgmental, and cold, and quick to drop relationships when they don’t go his way. He’s selfish and cruel, and you’re nothing like him. And you never will be. I can’t lie and say you don’t have similar traits — you’re stubborn like him, but in a completely different way. And the man you’re going to become is someone your mother will be so proud of, and someone your Dad’s going to regret missing out on. Because you’re an amazing, inspiring man. I know this. I know you. And I know that you don’t need to be worried. You’re his son, but you’re not him.

We can get new locks for the door — I wanted to, anyways, seeing as this city is dangerous enough on its own. I’ll talk to the guy at the front desk about letting people in without notice, and hopefully, he’ll forget our address when he wants up in a pool of his own urine.

For now, the only thing you need to do is let me hold you, let me clean up the living room, and run us a hot bath.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

There’s nothing you can do to help, Kurt.

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And there’s nothing you can do to stop him. I don’t even know how he found his way here, how he managed to navigate through New York intoxicated and found our apartment. But regardless of how he did it, he’ll probably come back, and I’m not going to get a restraining order against my dad. 

If he shows up again, I’m calling the police. That’s not up for debate. He has no right to come in here unannounced and drunk, for crying out loud, like he owns the place. He doesn’t. And I’m not saying to have to go that far, but if things don’t improve in the future.. it might be an option to consider.

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I broke the table

italian-anderson:

I don’t know, he didn’t say. He just showed up here, and he was wet from all the snow, and I let him in and gave him some dry clothes, and then he just…snapped. I don’t— You know he blames me? He says the divorce is my fault, that if I’d just…He’s right too. If I’d kept my mouth shut during dinner, none of this would’ve happened.

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I’m glad you weren’t home for this mess.

.. Blaine. No. I thought we’d been over this before. Your mother, as a capable and rational woman, is making the choice to leave your father because he isn’t the man he used to be. He can’t love his son because of something you cannot control, and the only person to blame is himself, due to his ignorance and lack of a moral code.

I’m sorry this is happening. And I’m sorry that he’s here, and I’m sorry he ruined my favorite end table. But I’ll never let him lay another hand on you as long as I live.

I love you, Blaine. I love you more than anyone has ever loved another human being. And I need you to know that whatever’s happening between your parents has nothing to do with you and everything to do with them. I know it’s hard, but please. Let me help.

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