No More Secrets

20

The water shuts off. Kurt finished his shower. He steps out and dries himself. Rather quickly instead of taking an average pace.

He grabbed his patchy paired of jeans and underwear. Slipping them on first as he zipped up his fly.

He picked up his red and black striped knitted sweater. He slipped it over himself.

The mirror was too steamy to look into. Which relieved Kurt. He ran his hands into his hair and 'combed' it.

Before grabbing a bottle of, confixor by Aveda. He started to add the product into his hair. It smelt very nice. Even though it gave his hair a slicked 'greasy' look.

He scrunched it up into his hair. Relaxing his shoulders as he shuts the little bottle.

He placed the bottle of hair product into the bathrooms counter. Then he exited. Switching the little bathroom light off.

He walked down the steps. Hearing coughing which made Kurt smile. He peaked his head down to see Krist hitting his own joint.

"Made one for me?" Kurt's voice piped up. Krist coughed and nodded, pointing to it on the little paper plate with a bunch of over buds of the flower surrounding the blunt.

Kurt fully walked down the steps. He takes a seat. Sitting apple sauced position with his legs - he picked up his joint.

He placed it in between his fingers and up to his lips. Muffled, he asked. "Light?"

Krist nodded and picked up the lighter. He lights up Kurt's joint for him.

Kurt broke into a coughing fit. He pulled back and coughed harshly. He forgot to inhale and ended up choking onto it.

A large hand started to pat Kurt's back. Easing up the blondes cough. Kurt cleared his throat once his cough went down.

Krist laughed, his eyes having a red hue on them. "Be easy on this stuff, then you'll feel gooood." He dragged out the last word.

Kurt rolled his eyes and shoved the tall bassist. "I know!" He shouted and laughed softly.

The bassist finished up his joint. He puts it out and leaned back on the couch. Groaning softly as he felt the high.

Kurt giggled as he coughed out more smoke into the living room. It reeked of marijuana.

Krist takes in the scent and simply smiled. "Dude we can be like, farmers..and grow this grassy beautiful, plant." He joked.

Kurt continued to cough as he lowered his joint. Putting it out once he was finished with his. His eyes all watery as he coughed harder.

Krist sat up. He patted Kurt's back. "Damn! Hacking a storm why don't yeah?" He shouted - almost - in shock.

Kurt broke into a fit of giggles. Laying his head onto Krist's shoulder. "Mm, I'm high."

Krist chuckled softly. "Yeah?" Kurt nodded his head, happily. Krist hummed, replying "I'm high too, fucking in clouds.."

Kurt furrowed his eyebrows. He lifted his head. "Fucking clouds? You're sexually attracted to clouds? What?" He croaked out in his raspy voice.

The two erupted into a howl of laughter. Kurt covered his mouth as he laughed.

His eyes coming to a close as he laughed softly. Krist laughed along. Wrapping his arm around Kurt and he giggled.

"No! I meant! Like, im FLYING! You know?? Not fucking a cloud with my dick!" Krist exclaimed which caused Kurt to burst out into laughter again.

He laughed so hard that he started to cry. Holding on his stomach as he fell onto his side.

Laying his head onto Krist's lap as he laughed, barely any sound came out of it.

Krist laughed along and rubbed Kurt's back. "Fuck, that was so funny!" Kurt's voice cracked once he calmed his laughter.

Both of the men panted lightly as they smiled at each other.