Kurt had been in New York for a few months, slowly gaining his ground with the different theatres surrounding Times Square. It couldn't have been more different for him to finally be in New York compared to the small town of Lima, Ohio. In fact anything would have been a vast change from Lima. Everything was changing for Kurt, from moving to New York and moving in with Rachel, to his lost chances at making a move on the attractive Warbler he had his heart set on, and also losing half of his friends to various colleges all spread around the country.It was Kurt's first night in New York without Rachel buzzing around their Brunswick apartment, so he made the decision to visit one of the theatres to see if he could snag a last minute ticket for the evenings performance. It was a long shot, but he decided it was worth the long train from Brunswick. After all he didn't want to be by himself on this cold winters night, as much as he did love watching whatever Drag Race was being shown on the reality channel.
As he reached the theatre's long box office queue, Kurt put on his headphones anticipating a long wait. His foot tapping away to his fabulous playlist of musical theatre, as his lips began to quietly hum along to one of his favourite songs 'Mr Cellophane'. His eyes closing for a brief moment as his mind replayed flashbacks of his audition for the New Directions all those years ago, which only made his lips curl into a smile. Kurt sighed a softly, his fingers wiping away a tear or two that had fallen down his cheek. He didn't quite realise how much he missed his friends or Glee club in this moment, but he was so lucky to be standing where he was in this moment. He pulled his striped scarf around his neck firmly and quickly shoved his hands in his pocket as the freezing New York breeze wrapped around him. That was probably one of the only things he hated about living in New York, the winters were bitterly cold, and it always decided to snow at the worst possible moments causing the city to go on standstill. Although this did mean that he'd get to have one of his favourite drinks of all time, hot chocolate.
As Kurt reached the box office he eagerly bounced on the balls of his feet, leaning his arms on the box office desk. His blue eyes flickered from his wallet in his hands to the theatre clerk with the computer, his eyebrows raising as he asked "Could I have one ticket for tonight please? I'll sit anywhere, I'll even stand if I have to." Some people would say that he was a little too desperate, but Kurt just called it being eager to get a new musical experience. Kurt bit his lip softly waiting as the theatre clerk tapped away at her computer, before finally nodding to say that there was one seat left and that it was all his. He clapped his hands excitedly before paying for the ticket and walking off with the ticket. He held the ticket to his hands and sighed happily, finally he had something to do this evening. He knew that Rachel would be so jealous of him for seeing the new revival of Chicago without her, but needs must.
Kurt stepped away from the theatre, quickly checking his watch briefly, before walking towards the hustle and bustle of Times Square. He had an hour to spare before the show started, so he decided to go and find his favourite coffee shop. He couldn't deny himself a mug of hot chocolate, especially with the weather he was contending with. As he entered he coffee shop, he loosened his scarf and walked towards the counter, ordering a large mug of hot chocolate before sitting down at one of the window seats so that he could watch the busy world of New York City pass him by. The view was perfect, from his seat he could see the loved up couples ice skating on one of the ice skating rinks that had popped up for the holiday season. Which only made him wish that he had someone to do those sorts of things with, of course he had Rachel but that wasn't the same. He wanted nothing more than to have someone in his life, someone who he could share those romantic adventures with. 'Maybe one day. . .' he thought to himself, even though he knew deep down that one day was probably so far in the distance to be even remotely attainable. With a little sigh, he finished his hot chocolate and looked to his watch before excitedly wrapping his scarf back around his neck and heading towards the theatre again.
He queued up to get into the theatre, and as soon as he was in he excitedly bought a playbill, twizzlers, and a bottle of cherry coke before making his way to his seat. He placed the cherry coke on the floor and his twizzlers in his lap as he began to flick through the playbill. He couldn't help but marvel about all of the different actors that were in this evenings performance of Chicago, only making himself more and more excited with every turn of the page. He'd even noticed that a few of his NYADA class mates had made the cut as chorus members, 'next year, Kurt, that'll be you' he thought to himself as he bit his lip softly. Suddenly someone brushed past his knees to get to their seat next to him, but the smell of raspberries made Kurt's eyebrows raise, 'It couldn't be could it?' Kurt thought to himself before turning gaze to look at the person sitting next to him. It was none other than his high school crush all the way from Lima, Blaine Anderson.
Maybe this was Kurt's chance to make a move on the Warbler legend. This is New York after all, the city of dreams.
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Once Upon a New York Dream - A Klaine Fanfiction
FanfictionAfter a chance reunion at a New York theatre, will Kurt confess his undying love for the brown eyed, raspberry gel using Warbler? Only time will tell.