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Blaine's POV

For the first time in a long time, I woke up with a smile on my face. I usually woke with a yawn. But today, as I woke up all I could think about were those beautiful blue eyes. The blue eyes that will never escape from my mind. I lied there in bed for a while and let my mind flash through my yesterday…………..

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I woke up groggily to my alarm blaring, before turning over to shut off the annoying noise. 

I laid, still tired for about a minute before wiping my eyes and rolling out of bed. I showered and went to my closet for an outfit to wear. Though I’m exhausted, I was a little excited because it was my first day as a college professor, but that’s also why I’m tired. I was up late figuring out how my first classes would pan out for the day. I got out a pair of black dress slacks, a white button down shirt, red suspenders and bowtie, with a pair of Doc Martens. 

Before I left my apartment I looked in the mirror and smiled approvingly at the way I was dressed. I looked pretty good. With a few minutes to spare, I went to the Starbucks around the corner to get my regular morning start. A medium drip and a biscotti. Some things haven’t changed since high school.

Getting to my class with time to spare. I settled down to prepare for the students arrival. I had my roster ready, my name written on the wipe board behind me, and a few nerves settling thanks to the caffeine coursing through my veins.

As everyone filed their way in, I gave my introductions and all, warranting a few students to grab their bags, and thank me for steering them into the right direction for their classes, which was not mine. When it looked like I had all the students I was going to get, it was time to get started.

"Okay. Perfect. Let me just look on this list here, and see who's in class, and who's missing….. This is a bit elementary school, but bear with me here. I'm taking roll."

A few students in the class chuckled. I smiled. I guess I’m not doing too bad.

I started to take roll and I got through only a couple of names, before I got my first latecomer.

As he walked in, I looked in the doorway at him.

Him; the absolutely stunning beauty with perfectly coiffed chestnut hair, and the most mesmerizing ocean blue irises that I had ever seen. He was carrying a Venti cup of

coffee in one hand and his book bag over his left shoulder. 

Left. Right where his Dom cuff rested on his wrist. A Dom.

And a stronger Dom than any one I had ever come close to it seems as there was a clatter on the desk below me. I had just dropped my clipboard…..

I have never seen anyone so stunning or appealing before. I mean there have been times when I would run into a cute Dom and I’d feel a little heated, but never like this. I was shaky, and absent minded from my body, just stuck, staring at this boy.

When he looked in my direction, I thought I saw him blush before saying, “Sorry. I got a little lost.”

He had the most gorgeous chime like angel’s voice I had ever imagined could exist, and as his voice sounded in my brain, my wrist started to burn, and my whole body tingle. I had to close my mouth, and bite the inside of my lip to stop it from trembling.

“It’s… It’s no problem, i-it’s the first day.” I said, thanking God for not stuttering too much. I reached to pick up my clipboard, but my hands just fumbled, and I dropped it again.

”Wh-whats your name?” I asked, finally getting the roster back in my hands, but I reached to retrieve my pen, and dropped it too.

Why am I dropping things!?

I must look ridiculous to my class now, but I tried to keep my cool. I just tried to smile through my embarrassment at my sudden clumsiness.

“Kurt Hummel.” He answered.

A perfect name….

Oh god! Pull yourself together Anderson! It’s one of your students.

But even as he walked further into the room and took a seat in the fourth row from the front, my body felt stranger.

Weaker maybe?

The boy, Kurt pulled out a binder and pen, and my eyes just followed his every move. I just could not take my eyes off this man, I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame!

Trying, but struggling to remain professional, I have to carry on. I need to not do this in front of my full class. I finished taking roll with a shaky hand, but was uncontrollably glancing in Kurt’s direction after I called every name. I tried to concentrate, but it was proving extremely difficult.

I felt my cheeks flush redder than I can ever remember, when I saw that all the blue eyed student did in return, didn’t really help matters. He just sat back with a devious, but God if it wasn’t sexy, smirk on his face, with his hand resting one finger in his hair, and one of his temple……..

He definitely noticed my behavior, and he was amused by it.

I didn’t know why I felt like this…. I wanted nothing more than to approach this boy and let him have me…..

But this is my student and we are in class…. I have to bite my lip and pay attention to the class and what lesson I was supposed to be ready to teach.

I had to carry on. I had to.

Finally finishing roll, and starting on my lesson plan, I got a stack of syllabuses to hand out, ignoring all the feelings that were so strong flowing inside and outside my body. The burning of my wrist, the butterflies in my stomach, the tingling on every edge of my skin.

I didn’t find out why I was feeling like this until I walked past the table that my late student sat at. Putting a syllabus in front of him, and meeting his gaze, I had to fight with everything I had to stay standing. I had such a strong and a deep desire to kneel with his eye contact.

My dad told me what it would be like…..

Oh son. There is nothing like it. When you see them, it will be magnetic. The closer you are, the stronger your pulse will race, and the more potent your need to submit will become. You will feel out of your skin, and jumpy as hell until you kneel before them. And when you do, there is no feeling more satisfying.

Oh my god, this is my soulmate.

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Kurt POV

I woke up feeling a little bit of excitement, mixed with a little nervous. I mean let’s face it, going back to school, after taking a long break is not gonna be a complete walk in the park. Even just selecting an outfit proved challenging. I wanted to look my best for my first day. I mean, you never know who you will meet. Always dress to impress. One of the many Vogue.com motto’s.

And you never know this could be the day I meet my soulmate.

I know it’s not likely, but I can dream.

I went into the Starbucks a few blocks from my condo to grab my Grande nonfat mocha before starting to walk to the school a block away, when a guy on a bicycle ran into me and spilled my coffee all over my outfit. In a fit of rage, I took off back to my home to change. Today was NOT starting out to be a good day.

Maybe this is a sign….. I should just forget about this whole school thing now. I have a good job with Vogue. Maybe I should just quit while I’m ahead……

I tried not to let negative thoughts consume me though. I have to be a fashion designer. I can’t let a little spilt milk, or rather coffee, ruin my chances of making my dream come true.

Now running late, having had to run back home, and stop and get another cup of coffee, because I am no good without my caffeine fix, I ran to the subway station, catching only one later than I was supposed to, I rushed the rest of the way to my class.

Knowing I was late, I only took a few seconds to compose myself outside the door. I was only late by a few minutes. I took off my sunglasses, and exhaled. It was quiet in the class, so I tried to slip in without being noticed, but of course that didn't happen. As soon as I got through the entryway, a pair of the most beautiful honey colored eyes looked right at me. I could swear he said something to me but I was mesmerized and didn't hear him.

“Sorry, I got a little lost.” I said.

The gorgeous teacher appeared to be shuddering a little bit as he answered. “That’s okay, it’s just the first day.”

Or something like that. I couldn’t focus on the words coming out of his mouth because I was just staring at his lips. And his eyes, and ears, neck and-

Don’t go there Kurt.

When our eyes locked, he started to drop things, he gave me an embarrassed little smile, and I couldn’t contain or explain the feelings coursing through me. I know that I started to blush.

He smiled at me…… And with the observation, I could feel the red get darker in my face.

I found a seat to sit down, and pulled out materials for notes in case I needed them. I really tried to pay attention, but this professor was making it nearly impossible. I saw his cuffed wrist shortly after I sat down, and there it rested, on his right hand, and once I saw it, my own wrist started to burn. It itched, and even tingled a little, but mostly, it burned.

This Mr. Anderson, was far too adorable for me to pay attention to anything but his actions. When he wrote on the wipe board, he’d drop the marker every few minutes. When he turned to face the class, he would look over to me every few seconds and get even clumsier.

I don’t know if anyone else noticed, but he seemed to get more shaky and very much more nervous every time his eyes met mine. He must’ve never been in the same room as a Pre-dom before.

I just spent the entire class smiling at him. Holding my dominant smirk at him was just too priceless. He was freaking adorable with his fumbling, and absolutely obvious battle to stay in control of himself. I haven’t said a word, but I can see, that just under my gaze, he’s struggling not to submit.

Throughout the whole class, my wrist beneath my cuff stayed burning, and I even saw the gorgeous professor rubbing his cuff a few times. Did his burn too?

………..Oh my god……. It’s him.

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Thank god the lesson was over when it was, because I was losing it. I was getting unable to contain my need to get this subject of perfection in my arms.

Or on his knees.

I never took my eyes off of Mr. Anderson as the rest of the students around me started packing their bags and leaving the classroom.

I made sure I was the last to get out of my seat so I could go to the door and close it behind the last person to exit the room. I locked the door with a quickness and then started to approach Mr. Anderson. He was standing with his back almost pressed to the board. I could see his expression was a mix between happiness, and nerves. Now, standing directly in front of him, I could feel the submission pouring out of him, making my body temperature rise. We just stood there for a moment, gazing at each other, and it felt like our eyes were molding together, his hazel brown, and my cerulean blue.

I put my hand out to him to shake, just not able to wait any longer to touch him. I had to know. I had to.

He reached his hand toward mine, and as our hands met, a spark of what seemed like electricity went instantly through our bodies. Our cuffs disintegrated, revealing the names on our wrists. This is it. Mr. Anderson is my soulmate and my submissive.

And my teacher.

My hand released his, and he instantly, dropped to his knees. 

My soulmate. I could look at my wrist, but I want to hear him say it.

"What is your name sweetie?”

“Blaine….. Blaine Anderson.” He said immediately.

Obedient….. very nice.

“And can I say sir, that you are beautiful." He added.

I smiled, and cupped his chin. "So are you, Blaine." I stated. “Please get up." I said. He looked at me and started to slowly rise. 

Now, my beautiful sub stood before me, only a bit shorter than me, with perfect eyes, perfect curly dark hair, and perfect everything. My soulmate. My perfect match.

I found him…..

"When is your next class?" I asked him.

“Not until 2:15." He answered. “Let’s go and get-“, but he cut himself off, pausing to look for a rephrase of words. “Can we go get a cup of coffee, so we can talk?”

I must admit, I liked it much too much that he rephrased that into a question. This man is amazing. Obedient, intelligent, and FREAKING BEAUTIFUL! I smiled like the sun at him.

“That’d be great.”

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Blaine’s Pov

I never thought that a class could last so long. My first class was supposed to be fun because I’d be getting to know my students. It was supposed to be fun and new. Instead, it was new, and very frustrating.

I’ve never needed to submit so badly in my life.

When everyone finally left the class, save for HIM, I froze in place. I stood in front of the board near my desk as the seemingly most beautiful being in the entire universe locked my class door, and approached me.

I tried to get some courage as he slowly got to me. I can’t be a mute loser. I put out my hand for him to shake. I prayed in my mind as loud as I could, to any and every God that was listening, ‘Please let this be my soulmate’.

As his fingers clasped around mine, a jolt of lightning shocked me slowly, going from my fingertips, and slowly traveling through the rest of my body.

Our wrists went bare, revealing what could only be each other’s names.

I’ve finally found my Dominant.

My Soulmate, and my perfect match.

The world became nothing to me as my knees went week, and I knelt before him.

Kurt Hummel, the only purpose for my whole being.

My everything now.

"What is your name sweetie?” He asked me, and I swear, him addressing me so sweetly made me dizzy with submission.

“Blaine….. Blaine Anderson.”

He smiled at my immediate answer. I wanted to swoon at his apparent approval, staring up at him.

“And can I say sir, that you are beautiful." I added, noticing his eyes from this angle, being even more gorgeous than from across the room.

He grabbed my chin gently in his hands. The softest hands I’d ever had the pleasure to feel.

"So are you, Blaine." He replied. And just like that, his hand on my face became my oxygen.

“Please get up.” He commanded, and I rose for him.

He was a bit taller than me, but I couldn’t find one flaw in him. I wanted to be in his arms right now. Safe in this man’s embrace. My soulmate. My perfect match.

I keep saying that, but I can’t help it! We’ve found each other.

I wonder if he has been as eager to meet me as I have been to meet him.

"When is your next class?" He asked, still with the most beautiful sound coming out of his lips that could even exist, and still holding my hand with one of his, and his other resting on my face.

Please NEVER let me go…..

Is this all even real?

“Not until 2:15." I said excitedly, realizing that there was plenty of time to spend with him. We can get to know each other. “Let’s go and get-,” but I stopped myself when he raised an eyebrow at me. “Can we go get a cup of coffee, so we can talk?” I finished.

I had to correct myself. I have to ask, not tell. He is my Dom.

He smiled at me so bright, “That’d be great.” He said.

I felt so full and healthy on life. I would do anything that I could to keep that smile on his face.

My Dom is perfect.

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Kurt Pov

My sub is perfect. Feeling safe enough to keep my hands off of him, I figured the Starbucks nearest to the campus was safe to go to. We have to get to know each other, and I certainly want to know absolutely everything I can about him. Where he is from, how he became a teacher, and everything.

“What are you drinking?” I asked him as we got to the barista at the front of the line. He looked at me with parted lips.

“Uhm…” he hesitated, and looked at me. Is he asking permission?

I nodded to him not sure why he was hesitating, and he turned to the lady behind the counter.

“I’ll have a medium drip with a dash of cinnamon.” He said softly.

“And you?” she turned to me.

“A grande nonfat mocha please.”

“That’ll be 8.50.” she said, as I handed her a 10. I looked to Blaine and gave him a smile, and he just blushed deep red.

I took my change without looking at the woman. I simply could not take my eyes off of Blaine. His olive complexion was so smooth, I just wanted to reach out and caress it every moment with him.

You just met the guy… keep it in your pants Hummel, I slapped myself mentally, as I led Blaine and I to wait for our drinks at another counter.

After I turned away to grab our cups, I turned back to hand Blaine his and I noticed him staring at me. “What?”

I pulled a chair out for him and waited for his response. “May I say sir, that your eyes are gorgeous?” I sat across from him, and it hurt me to do it. I want to be as close to him as I can be, and I had to fight it.

“I mean, they’re like cerulean blue but they somehow have green and gray in them.” He continued.

He sipped his coffee, and I blushed at him. "Thank you.” I said. “And you are stunning Blaine. I can’t get my eyes off of you.”

Blaine looked down at the table and flushed like a tomato.

"So let's talk. I know some soulmates meet and then jump on each other, but I don’t think that negates going about this properly. You know? Take it slow, get to know each other.”

Blaine nodded taking another sip of his coffee with a smile; though I don’t think that he has stopped smiling since I walked into his classroom this morning.

“I couldn't agree more." He said.

I took a first sip of my drink when I heard a mutter. "Wow, my soul mate is the most beautiful man on the planet."

“I think you have that backwards, gorgeous.” I said.

But Blaine gasped, and his eyes went wide. "Oh god, di- did I say that out loud?! Geez, I’m so sorry sir! I don’t know what came over me."

I just sat back and let him stammer for a moment.

“You are adorable. And it’s okay. Please don’t apologize. Talk freely Blaine. Say whatever is on your mind.”

Blaine seemed to relax with my reassurance. “I know this is going to be really difficult for the both of us, but sir, can I ask you why you were late?”

I sat up straight and leaned in towards my new sub. “A bike.”

He raised an eyebrow at me as I started to tell him about the bicycle debacle this morning.

“You said that would be hard for me…. Why did you say that? It was just a question. What did you mean?” I asked him.

He took a breath, and his shoulders slumped a bit. Upon seeing his nerves back, I needed to comfort him. It was reflex. Instinct.

Unable to resist, I pushed one of his perfect curls away from his eyes. “Tell me.” I said.

“Uhm. Well, I hate that I have to say it, but I’m a little worried. I mean, I am your teacher. Which means that, in the classroom, I am the boss. Of course after school, you are my Dom and soulmate. But-“

He trailed off, and I took that chance to talk. “I’m your Dom and soulmate in the classroom and out Blaine.” I told him with my eyes locked on his. He lowered his head when I said it and just nodded.

This is beautiful. He is perfect. Under my gaze, he is so beautifully obedient.

“I understand Blaine. Don’t worry. You have to remain in charge of your classroom. I can control myself. I think. I will respect you fully as my teacher… Or I’ll try…”

Blaine looked with only his eyes, up at me and his submissive instincts were so potent, I needed to dominate him.

“I have questions for you too Blaine.”

“Anything sir. What do you want to know?” he replied, not missing a beat.

I smiled, and I couldn’t stop the word from replaying on a loop in my head over and over and over again.

Perfection.

”Ok, where are you from Blaine?” 

“I was born and raised in Westerville, Ohio. I moved here when I graduated.”

No. Freaking. Way! He was that near to me my entire life, and we never had a clue?

“Unbelievable…..I'm from Lima.” I told him with a shocked grin plastered on my lips.

Blaine chuckled but then shook his head with a little frown, pausing to take another sip of his coffee.

“What?” I asked.

He scoffed. “It’s just, I have been waiting so long to meet you, and wondering where in the world you could be and you….You were so close all along.”

My heart got a little heavy realizing the truth in that. “Where did you go to school?”

“Dalton academy.” Blaine said, and I could hear the pride in his voice. “I was lead singer in the Warblers glee club.”

“I was in the New Directions!” I exclaimed. “Oh my god! We competed against each other in my Junior year! Regionals!”

Turned out, we didn’t see each other because we were backstage during each other’s performances, and when we were onstage for judging, there was a glee club between us and the Warblers. Aural intensity. Thinking back, I did feel a little strange during the judging. I thought it was just nerves because of the competition. Now I know, it was because I was so close to my soulmate.

We spent a few hours past our coffee’s cups draining chatting. We chatted and chatted trying to get to know as much as we could in the amount of time we had before each of our next classes.

As our time was coming close to over. We both had to get back to campus.

“So where are you staying Blaine?” I finally asked. I need to know where he is living.

“Oh. I’m at the sub house on Chelsey. Do you know it?" he asked.

I nodded. That was the most expensive sub house in the city. One of the best in the state I have heard.

So he is definitely safe, and well cared for there. Plus, “Great, I live close to that house. I’ll have to walk you home sometime.” I said. I made sure not to ask.

He blushed. ” I’d love that….” He said quietly.

I knew he would…. That’s why I said it.

My god this man is beautiful.

We wrapped up our question meet and walked back to campus. We walked side by side, and though I wanted to grab his hand, I didn’t want to seem too fast, or too forward.

But when I thought about it, he’s my sub. He is probably hurting right now, craving my touch. Even though we are almost back at the campus, I can’t help it. I grabbed his hand, and I could see and feel his body relax. Before we got to the campus doors though, I released his hand, and he gave me a half and very fake, half smile. I gave him one back, but I know he knows why I let go. We talked about it. He needs to remain in charge at school, and if people know that his Dom is right there in his class, he’ll lose his position of power.

Before Blaine walked through the doors of his classroom, I stopped him.

“Give me your phone.”

Blaine quickly pulled out his cell, and handed it to me. I put in my phone number. “I want you to call me when you get home safely tonight. Okay?”

“Okay. Yes ssssss Yes Kurt…” Blaine said. And I could hear and feel how he wanted to put a sir at the end of it, but there were students walking by now……..

I licked my lips and took off to get my next class. I wanted so badly, more than any other urge I’ve ever felt before, to grab him and hug him…..

This was gonna be hard….

The rest of my classes went smoothly, but I couldn't get my mind off the fact that I have found my soulmate, which makes me so giddy with dominant joy, but surprised, because he is one of my teachers.

My mind was swirling with fantasies. Wants, and needs. The vision of him on his knees before me. Putting a collar around his neck and kissing his sweet lips.

Let’s just say, it was really hard trying to concentrate on the rest of my classes.

If I ever hated having to go to work, today was the first day. It took me a solid 15 minutes to leave the campus. I had to stop myself twice from walking to Blaine’s classroom to tell him goodbye.

But, like I needed to, at 4:00 I left to get my butt to work. Well, 4:15 due to my troubles leaving my sub on campus without me. Thankfully, my hours were reduced on the weekdays so that I’d have time for homework, and sleep, as well as job related agenda's, and projects, but still, I hates leaving school.

“Kurt! You. Are. Late. That never happens. What’s your excuse?” Isabelle asked me.

I just smiled. “I found my soulmate.”

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Isabelle, and the other people at work who were near and heard my news clapped and congratulated me. Isabelle was ecstatic with joy. She also proceeded to give me the rest of the week off. She told me not to come back to work until next Tuesday.

I was extremely relieved. I wanted as much time as I could possibly get with my new sub.

I got home from work at around 9:00, and before anything, I just had to call my dad.

When he answered, I jumped to speak. “Dad……. Daddy, I found him! I found him! My soulmate dad! My soulmate!”

I paused for a second to let my dad respond.

“It’s only the first day of school!” My dad said.

“I know!” I yelled, sharing his shock. “And get this dad. He is my teacher in one of my music classes. He is my age, and Dad he is perfect and gorgeous. So incredibly handsome, smart and so full of life. DAD I THINK I'M IN LOVE!” I said in one breath.

My dad cleared his throat. “Okay, calm down tiger. You need to let things pan out okay?”

“I know I just met him Dad, but-“

“But nothing. Don’t rush into anything son. Enjoy the getting to know each other phase before you go Dom crazy.” My dad cut me off.

I rolled my eyes.

“Oh yeah? Coming from the dad that was on his knees submitting to his Dom the second he saw her at a parent teacher event!” I judged him.

My dad chuckled. “Okay, you have me there. But I just don’t want you to jump into anything.”

I’m definitely going to jump into things….. but I said, “Don’t worry dad! I am not jumping into anything. We’re going to get to know each other. But I had trouble even leaving his side after class today dad….. I just want him with me.”

“I understand son.” My dad sympathized. “It’s instant. The connection. The need for them to be near, and love them. I know son.”

“We have already got to know each other a little, but we have so much more to learn. When he calls tonight, we’ll make some plans.” I said, but barely paused because I had so much to tell my pop. “Ooh, so we went together for coffee this afternoon and he is from Westerville! Westerville dad! All those years, we were so close to each other and never crossed each other’s paths!!!”

I told my dad absolutely everything I heard from Blaine today, and afterwards, before we hung up with goodnights, my dad said, “I can’t wait to meet him someday Kurt.”

After hanging up with my dad, I called all of my closest friends to let them know of my fantastic news. Everyone was so keen to meet him.

When Blaine called me for the night, it was unfortunately brief due to it being so late. Blaine had been unable to avoid one of his best friends taking him out for a drink hearing his good news.

I’d definitely be talking to him about drinking. I can’t wait to claim him. Our D/s contract, our claiming ceremony…All of it… I just can’t wait….

After we hung up, I couldn’t take the smile from my face for the rest of the night.

When I finally went to sleep, I’m positive it was still there. My soulmate, my submissive, my Blaine, was hard on my mind and in my dreams all night.

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Blaine POV

After finishing the day at school, my intention was to return home immediately to call Kurt and tell him I got home safely.

That didn’t work out. On the subway home, Wes was riding, and I told him my news. He literally called absolutely all of my closest friends in New York. Susan, Paul and Henry, Wes and I all ended up at the cheesecake factory for drinks and dessert to celebrate.

I had the biggest smile on my face all evening. Not just because my friends are retarded, but because Kurt’s face was permanently embedded on my eyelids. Every time I blinked, I saw him, and felt too far from him. 

I just couldn’t believe it. I found my soulmate. I finally found my soulmate. Finally after 10 years of hoping and praying, I’ve found him. He is not a dream anymore. 

Proof of my new Dom being real was his perfect voice escaping my cellular tonight.

“Sorry it’s so late sir. I ran into my best friend on the subway home and he dragged me out to celebrate.”

Kurt was quiet for a moment.

“Sir?” I asked. I wondered why he got quiet….. Did I do something wrong?

“Do you drink a lot?”

Crap! I did do something wrong……

“Not too often sir. Just socially. A few times a month maybe?”

Kurt didn’t really respond.

“Is that okay sir?” I asked.

“We’ll talk about it. Don’t worry Blaine. So did you have a good time?”

We talked for only 10 minutes or so, mostly me telling Kurt about which of my friends were Doms, and which were subs. He told me about a new fall fashion collection coming out this month.

“I have the whole rest of the week off by the way. So we can make plans. I’ll take you home every day, and we have so much to learn about each other and talk about.”

I was thrilled.

With our goodnights, I hung up with remiss. I could talk to Kurt, and listen to Kurt talk to me all night long.

Being that I only had coffee through my lunch hour, I had to prepare something for me to eat. Cheesecake an hour ago wasn’t filling.

As my burrito heated in the microwave, I realized that I feel too sleepy to make anything more elaborate and time consuming, I sat at the table to give my dad a quick call. Hopefully he’s still awake.

“Hello?” came my dad’s voice from the other end. He didn’t sound groggy, so he must’ve been awake.

“Dad, it’s me! Dad!” I said excitedly. “I found him.”

I almost wanted to cry with how amazing those words sound. I’ve been waiting so long to say this.

“You found who son?” He asked.

Really dad? I wanted to say. Only the most important person in the entire universe now. Only the person I have been waiting to find for YEARS!

“My dominant, my soulmate dad. I found him!”

My dad gasped. “That is wonderful son. What's he like?”

I took a breath and a moment to compose myself. My giddyness and joy was so poignant. “Dad, he is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. His name is Kurt Hummel, and he has the most magnificent blue eyes, there not just blue, they're like the ocean with hints of green and grey. I’ve never seen any eyes like them before. They are mesmerizingly beautiful. We had coffee and talked a little before finishing the school day and-“

My dad cut me off from my rambling then and asked "Where did you meet him?”

Oh, I didn’t even mention that part. “Oh god! Yes! Dad, my gosh, I can’t believe I didn’t say this first. He is in one of my classes. He is a student at N.Y.U. He works at Vogue so he took off a few years before going straight to college!”

“Wow. He works for Vogue? That’s impressive. He sounds successful.”

I bounced in place on my seat. “Yes he is! Dad he is smart, and kind, and sexy! He’s intelligent, and, and dad, it’s so great! I get to see him every day! It’s so amazing dad!!!”

The microwave beeped, and I honestly wasn’t even hungry anymore.

“I’m so glad son. He sounds great. How do you feel? Physically?” dad asked.

I thought on that for a moment. Despite the immense happiness that I can’t contain, I also feel a yearning to be at Kurt’s side. I have an eagerness to submit to him. I want to hear his voice, and I can’t even get his picture perfect face out of my head. It even stings my heart and wrist a little bit because he is not beside me….

But I love it. I love so much that I have found him. I love that my body is reacting to it. I found him. Now my body knows what it feels like to be near him. I know how amazing it is to hold his hand. To stand beside him.

“It’s exactly like you said it would be. I feel whole. Amazing! I feel completed, and yet somehow empty because he’s not beside me right now. But now that I know what it feels like to be with him, I just feel like going to sleep so I can dream of him, and then the morning will come faster, and I’ll be with him that much sooner.

Its incredible dad.”

I knew my dad was smiling. “I told you son. That it’d be well worth the wait.”

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