When I Hear Your Voice

Knock Knock

  Hi, guys. I hope all of you are doing good and are surviving school (or job if you're working). I have a bit hard to believe that Darren turns 29 on Friday, wasn't it like yesterday he was Harry freakin Potter? However, things have started to happen in this story so I hope you all like it and will be around until the end. Just as always your reviews/likes/follows make my days better so a big thank you for reading this and doing that every now and then. I'll see you next week, enjoy 

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When Kurt reaches the car he jumps inside gasping and can't hold back a small laugh as Santana speeds away from the corner where she stopped.

"Damn, Hummel. You almost scared me for a moment but it doesn't seem to have been that bad." She says but keeps focusing on the road to make sure that they stay on the road.

"Now you're over exaggerating, I most likely would have been arrested anytime now if you wouldn't have showed up."

"Oh? Then where the hell did that laugh come from?" Santana says and almost sounds a little annoyed.

"That's nothing, just that I might have had a quite intimate meeting with a certain Officer..." He replies and can't hold back a smirk as she starts laughing.

"I didn't know you had it in you, Porcelain but you seem to have learnt something from me after all." She says through the laughter and then he can't help that he joins in.

"People would think we were out of our minds if they saw this." The man says, still chuckling a little.

"We're lucky they don't, then. Especially a certain officer A." She says with a wink and now it makes Kurt blush a little since he has started to come down from the rush of adrenaline he got from the short meeting.

"Am I hoping for too much if I expect more details about your little meeting?" She asks curiously with a teasing tone but Kurt just smiles before he replies

"Hope for everything, expect nothing."

"Like I hadn't heard that one before." She mutters since she gets that he won't give in that easily so she decides to give up for the night since they just made the last turn before it's time to get out of the car.

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"Why are you even living in this crappy apartment when you have money enough to buy half of Manhattan? And don't tell me that you're saving the money for a rainy day because that's probably the lamest reason ever." Santana asks when she closes the door behind them and once again looks around.

"Several reasons, Satan. Firstly that would be quite suspicious, don't you think? And secondly I don't need a huge place even if you're right about that this place could use to get a bit... Upgraded." He replies even though the most important issues with this place was fixed as soon as he could afford it, such as making the rooms sound proof and getting proper doors. This was actually without any competition the biggest problem which he quickly discovered when Finn moved in with him and Rachel. During the months the three of them lived together he got to hear so much he really didn't want to hear from his brother and best friend which was another reason he didn't mind when they moved out.

To get those memories out of his mind he says goodnight to Santana before he goes to the bathroom for a well needed shower. As he strips out of the tight black clothes he uses for events like tonight and tries to avoid looking in the big mirror next to the shower which is a habit he has gotten the past days. It's not like he usually spend a lot of time looking in it but now he does his best to avoid these flashbacks since they make him become a bit unease due to that it actually has happened and he don't feel any need to know more about what went on that night. Of course he's not that lucky.

"Don't you see that I'm nightbird? Your savior tonight?" The man says and winks at Kurt who really doesn't feel like having a chat about this guy's superhero alter ego right now even if he has to admit that it's quite adorable. "Then take me to the bed, nightbird." He replies teasingly and can see how the other man's amber eyes grow a few shades darker.

"That shower will be handy now..." Kurt mutters when he gets back to reality just to realize that the memory might have gotten him a bit too excited. As he steps in under the hot water and let all his muscles just relax he can't help thinking about the memory. It feels like a puzzle just waiting to be solved and unexpectedly enough the feeling of that he really wants to solve it lingers even if he can't explain it. He finishes the shower quicker than usually because he just wants to get some sleep so he can get rid of the annoying feeling. Just as expected it's much easier said than done to fall asleep which leads to an hour filled with twisting and turning in the bed before Kurt gives up with a deep sigh.

Why does it always have to be like this as soon as he just wants to sleep? To distract himself he reaches for his phone to find something to entertain himself with until it feels like he can fall asleep. After looking through various social media he ends up going through his contacts to delete the ones he doesn't need which turns out to be quite a lot. He gets through a bit more than half list before something catches his attention.

"My Hero." He mumbles to himself and can't hold back a soft smile because this could be just the distraction he's been looking for. The smile grows when he gets an idea and he quickly types

"*knock, knock*" and presses send before he gets time to think about it and change his mind. Surprisingly enough he gets a reply within just a matter of minutes even if it's starting to get close to 3 am.

"Who's there?" is the reply that Kurt expected and also what he receives which leaves a few opinions but he decides to just be silly since he's not in mood for figuring out something clever.

"Daisy" He sends back and hopes that the guy who he guess is called Blaine will reply like he hopes without thinking it through. When the reply arrives Kurt smiles because it turned out to be just what he hoped.

"Daisy who?" it says and as reply he sends

"Daisy me rollin', they hatein'"

"Ha ha. Very funny" The other man, Blaine, replies.

"Someone's being grumpy"

"Rough night"

"Wanna talk about it?"

"I don't even know who you are, why would I tell you about it?" he replies and then he gets that Blaine really has no idea who he is due to that they never exchanged numbers, he just got Blaine's. Of some reason the idea of sharing his identity doesn't sound very good to Kurt so he decides to keep it secret, at least for the moment.

"What do you take me for? A serial killer?" He replies to keep the conversation alive since this could get interesting.

"How could I know? "

"You've got a point there"

"Of course I do"

"Why are you even awake at this time"

"Just got home from work, and I could actually ask you the same question"

"Can't fall asleep"

"Sing yourself a lullaby or something"

"Alright, that's worth a try. Goodnight, workaholic (which you must be if you didn't get home until now)"

"Goodnight, serial killer"

After reading the last message with a smile since it's actually correct as far as to the criminal part Kurt puts his phone away and actually follows Blaine's advice. Without really thinking about the reason he starts humming Blackbird to himself which works incredibly well because by the time he reaches the last verse his eyes are already closed and it feels like he could fall asleep any second.

His last thoughts before his mind drifts off are about the memories, but not in the same way as before. This time what he sees is the man from them in no particular situation. It's just his face with a smile on the lips and those almost glowing eyes. To be honest the eyes is the only thing that is clear enough to be certain about but it's something that makes it feel like he has met this man before, not only during that evening. Even if this feeling bothers him a little it's just a matter of minutes before he has fallen into deep sleep