Kurt was out in his yard, raking the fallen leaves from it. It was extremely hot outside, and since nobody was around, he had taken his shirt off.
He didn't think much of it. He'd never been ashamed of his body- he was rather pale, but his face already showed that. He continued raking, getting even more overheated.
He was about to head inside and get a drink of water when he heard a voice.
"Hey, fag! Do us all a favor and put on a shirt, nobody wants to see your fat! Or a dress, are you even a boy?"
Kurt doesn't even look at the source of the insults. Usually he just brushes it off, but he's never been called fat before.
Did they mean it?
Kurt pulls on his shirt, feeling self-conscious. He finishes raking, heading inside to get water and shower.
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The Unpredictable And The Orderly
Fanfiction"But... why do I look so sad?" "I draw what I see. And I've never seen you smile. Or laugh." After a few nasty comments, Kurt's life takes a turn for the worse. When he meets a boy pining after him, and a boy who's as unpredictable as Panic! At T...
