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"Honey, I'm hoooome!"
I slammed the apartment door as the walls seemed to rattle, making Kurt chuckle as I threw myself down onto the couch, sighing in relief as I placed my feet on the coffee table.
I've worked all fucking week long just so I could save up enough money to be able to travel with these clowns....
But you know what..? It's worth it. It's fucking worth it just to go and see how much work Kurt has put into this band. Not only do they have a couple of singles out, but now they have a new album on the horizon.
And it's final name was decided as... Bleach. I personally love it because it's a unique name for an album. But Kurt is unique. So it fits!
I of course love him that way... So there!
"Bean, I gotta be frank. You look like shit."
I mock pouted as I threw myself up some, leaning over the seat as i wiped a fake tear away, making him chuckle as I noticed a new painting he's working on, my eyes going wide from surprise.
"Well Frank, thanks. Really. Thank you so fucking much. And also, when did you start this?? How did I not notice it before...?"
He looked back at me as he examined his work really hard before hand, grinning at me, that heart melting grin, making me smile.
"I started it early this morning. I was bored. So this happened..."
I jumped over the couch as I landed right next to him, looking over it with a smile on my face, flinging my arm over his shoulders as he smiled a little at me.
"Well KC... It's beautiful. Well done my man! A+ from me."
He laughed as he rolled his eyes, poking my cheek as I grinned, poking his shoulder.
It really is very good. I swear this guy can do anything. He's got the mind for it.
"Thanks.... And you wanna know something..?"
He sent me one of his little smiles that clearly means he's up to no good, making me roll my eyes as he laughed, pointing at a glistening part of the painting, making me smile.
It's super fucking shiny. Nice touch!
"See that...? It's not paint. Or anything near that..."
I narrowed my eyes as I slowly looked at him, confused all to hell as I sighed upon seeing the humor in his eyes.
I swear.... Cobain is fucking with me here.
"Oh yeah? Then what is this 'secret' little touch you added?? Glitter?"
He laughed so hard that he clutched his stomach, making me feel slightly bad, but I couldn't keep the grin off my lips.
His stomachs got to hurt now. He's always in fucking pain from it. The poor guy....
"No.... it comes from within me. Deep within me. Sorta deep. Maybe not. Fuck I don't know. But... It's from me Bean..."
I looked at it one more time as I thought the hardest I ever have in my entire life, before gazing over at Kurt to see him wiggling his eye brows at me.
Holy shit. No! No fucking way....
"Kuuuurt...? You didn't man..."
He smirked a little as he looked back at the painting, my mouth dropping open so far I thought my jaw might break.
"What??? Are you fucking serious..? That's a new one Kurt. Only you would think to put semen on a painting!! Wait till Tracey sees..."
Kurt laughed once more as I finally lost it, laughing really hard from the mere thought of him putting that on there.
Then my cheeks heated up, feeling like a damn inferno as I looked closer at it, making Kurt chuckle.
"Look at how it glistens Bean! It fucking fits so well..."
I rolled my eyes as I softly touched the area, feeling how hard it already is, before turning to see Kurt's eyes wide as fuck.
I laughed again before winking at him.
"It does man. Very nice touch... Now I won't ask how you thought of that. But hey, it's cool.."
He grinned a little as my cheeks remained red, still imagining Kurt with his...
Woah Bean! Hold it right there....
"Well thanks.... Glad my number one fan likes it."
I smiled like a little school girl as he laughed more, making me chuckle.
