Chapter Two

Kurt Hummel groaned with annoyance as he sat next to his dad. “Supernatural, again?”

Burt chuckled gruffly and reached over to ruffle his son's hair. Kurt let a slight grin form onto his face and leaned into the touch. “You know you love it, son.”

Kurt rolled his eyes. “I admit, the two brothers are hot. That angel guy? His facial features are just... Divine.”

“It's not your thing,” Burt said. “But it's something you can watch with your old man..”

Kurt smiled. “There is eye-candy,” he admitted.

Burt grunted, settling next to his son to watch the newest episode.

Kurt sat on the other side of the sofa, his hands folded on his lap as he watched the two brothers hunt monsters with a put upon sigh.

After the show finished, Kurt smiled at his sleeping father and stood. With long, leisurely strikes he strolled to his bedroom and switched on his laptop after locking his door.

At once, a picture of Jared Padelecki emerged on the screen. Kurt blushed a vivid red and glanced behind him, ensuring nobody was present. Kurt took a deep breath and stared at the photograph for a few minutes longer. “So handsome...” he muttered.

He clicked on Google Chrome and Kurt soon gained access to the World Wide Web. Taking another hesitant breath, he typed the dreaded website - ‘Tumblr.com' - into the search bar. He lay on his bed and logged into his acclaimed account.

Kurt's cheeks burned as he took in the number of messages in his inbox. The number ‘63' rested on top of the mail icon, highlighted in red. Kurt clicked his teeth together.

He hated looking in his dreaded inbox.

He started at the beginning, answering the messages. It took a long time as he worked his way through all of them, thanking them for the compliments on his most recent ‘Destiel' fic. Dean and Castiel were a couple that Kurt adored. The jerk and the angel? Dean and Castiel were the reason that he'd even discovered Fanfiction and Tumblr in the first place.

Kurt paused as he found a message in capital letters. The words ‘Destiel FAG QUEEN' stared back at him. He tried not to let it affect him. Kurt earned haters and lovers.

He'd deliberated, after his first ever anon hate message, to remove his profile picture. It was of him and Sam Evans, his only friend who knew his love for Supernatural, posing as Dean and Cas. Sam had died his hair for the occasion. He'd bleached it again now, despite Kurt telling him it looked amazing black.

Kurt rubbed his dry eyes before any tears could form, and continued reading the praise in his inbox. He felt better after taking in the several compliments his work received and the requests to draw art for favorites.

He looked at his blog, taking in the last time he had uploaded any Fanfiction. “February,” he muttered in surprise. He hadn't realized how preoccupied he had been in the past few months. It didn't matter, though. He was uploading a new fic today.

Kurt opened the Microsoft Word document, glancing at his baby with a fierce pride. It had taken him ages to write. He had wanted the fic to be absolutely perfect. The hardest part was making sure he wrote the duo correctly. It was a Victorian Steampunk AU, which had taken more research than school work.

Castiel was the hero this time. Kurt had decided that he didn't want his reviewers to think he couldn't write helpless Dean when the occasion arose. Kurt took pride in that fact. Dean still put up a great fight. It was one of the reasons Kurt was so stupidly proud of this piece of Fanfiction.

He took another deep breath before uploading it onto Tumblr, ensuring that everything was perfect. It was hard to be perfect without a beta, but that was something Kurt prided himself for. Beta's were lovely and he had met several whilst being online, but he was an independent author.

BowtiedJensenFreak reblogged this from you.

“That was fast.” Kurt muttered, his forehead creased.

Kurt was curious to see if the other Tumblr user had read his fic instead of reblogging it purely because Kurt's user-name was famous in the Supernatural fandom. He clicked on the user-name. Kurt beamed as he logged onto the Tumblr users page, a colorful mess with Jensen Ackles plastered everywhere.

He searched for his Fanfiction. He found it on the second page, hidden between a picture of a flying lawnmower and Misha Collins with Jensen Ackles doing a promo shoot.

“Cute,” he murmured, grinning at the sweetness between the pair.

He glanced at the tags the stranger had written below his fic. “The best fucking fic in this fucking fandom I can't believe how good this fic is. How does he get this talent? I want it! the Destiel is just... So spot on, I love it, I love it, I love it! Steampunk as well, I never thought I liked that genre but. DEAN'S THE ONE THAT NEEDS SAVING, CAS ALWAYS NEEDS SAVING IN KURT'S FICS, BUT DEAN'S THE ONE THAT NEEDS SAVING FOR A CHANGE AND ARRRGH THIS WRITER JUST GETS ME. Supernatural”.

Kurt blinked at the excitement, unsure how to respond. “He did read it, then,” was the first thing he could mutter.
He glanced at the sidebar, and gaped at the picture. It was of a curly haired man, with stunning hazel eyes and wearing eyeliner to enhance the hazel. The man was nearly as handsome as Jensen Ackles himself. He read the bio underneath the photo of the boy with inquisitive eyes.

“Hi, guys and gals, I'm Blaine, 16. I love to sing, and I have the biggest crush on Jensen Ackles. That guy can hit me up whenever he wants. I write Fanfiction, nowhere near as well as Destiel-and-Scarves, of course, but that's expected. I LOVE people talking to me, so send an ask. It makes me happy.”

Kurt snorted in spite of himself. This person - Blaine - was funny. He studied the picture for a few minutes before gaining the courage to go to his ‘ask' and leave a message.

“Hi,” he said as he typed. “My name's Kurt. I'm flattered that you enjoy my work so much. Honestly, I've never had so much praise for a fic. It's a wonderful experience, especially because not every review is nice. Thanks, Blaine.”

After a few minutes of hesitation, and a long period of staring at Blaine himself, Kurt moved his cursor to hit the follow button.