Call Off The Search
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Call Off The Search: All of These Doubts Stuck in Between Us


K - Words: 961 - Last Updated: Mar 07, 2012
Story: Closed - Chapters: 6/? - Created: Jan 23, 2012 - Updated: Mar 07, 2012
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Author's Notes: Title from If You Wanna Go by Joy Williams.
“I cannot believe you just did that.” Kurt growled as he pulled Rachel across the street towards their building. “You don't understand how angry I am right now. Like, this is worse than my repulsion towards your animal sweaters. But you can't fix this with a simple donation.”

“Kurt! I don't understand why you're so upset, it's not like I did anything wrong. I just-”

“Not like you did anything wrong?! What would you do if I went up to some guy you like and told him? Would that make you happy? You wouldn't see that as a violation at all?”

“Okay, well I probably wouldn't like that, but I didn't tell him that you like him!” Rachel exclaimed as they entered their building and made their way up to the door. “I was trying to find out what he thought of you, but I was interrupted before I got the chance.” Kurt rolled his eyes. “I did, however, learn some new things about the mysterious Blaine that you might like to know. I don't know if I'm going to tell you now though.”

Kurt's eyes lit up as he turned to Rachel. “You did?! Okay, maybe I jumped to conclusions. You know how I get! Come on, pleeease tell me. I'll do whatever you want-”

Kurt came to a halt as he and Rachel arrived at their door. Another brown package was laid on the welcome mat.

“Rachel, are you expecting something?”

“Oh, I did order some personalized headbands! That must be them!”

Rachel picked up the package and started to unwrap it as Kurt unlocked the door and let them into their apartment. Kurt hadn't managed to put down his keys before Rachel was handing him the opened package.

“It isn't my headbands, unfortunately. It must be for you.”

Kurt looked into the package before quickly picking up the forgotten wrapping, and once again seeing the mysterious B. Anderson's address written on it. The apartment number still looked like 307 though. Kurt wondered why they hadn't taken more care this time, assuming it was from the same people.

The package this time held another seemingly random assortment of objects, even more confusing than the first. Three of those paint cards with different hues of blue, a tube of cherry chapstick, a container of hair gel, and a magic 8 ball.

There was another note this time, and Kurt skipped ahead to the signature line to see it was from the same W&D.

Dear B,

We are so happy that you got up the nerve and spoke to Blue Eyes. We know his name now, but we think it's cuter to use your little nickname for him. We know what a big improvement this is in your relationship, so we had this package overnighted as soon as we heard. It's pretty obvious what everything is for, but we figured we'd give you a little run down anyways. This is our WOO PACKAGE EXTRAORDINAIRE: (That was in no way my idea for the name -D) the paint card: obviously to paint your room the shade of his eyes. We heard enough about those eyes in one conversation, you'd think we'd be able to pick out the actual shade, but we weren't sure, so we gave you a bunch to pick from. The tube of cherry chapstick: for all the making out you'll be doing, also a nod to your all time favourite musician. The hair gel: not to get you back into the point of your life when you had a gel-helmet everyday, but we do acknowledge that you look nice with just a pinch of gel in your hair. (He won't be able to keep his hands off of you! -W) The magic 8 ball: to help you make any important decisions you may have in your new blossoming relationship. This is quick because we both have important midterms coming up this week, but we just wanted to show you our support.

CALL OR TEXT US WITH ANY UPDATES ON THE BLUE EYES SITUATION,

W&D

Kurt re-read the letter a second time before letting out a soft sigh. This B. Anderson was really started to appeal to Kurt. Maybe it was the mysterious air about him (and yes, he was assuming it was a guy with no concrete evidence to prove otherwise), maybe it was the references to Katy Perry (which, yes, he got the first time), or maybe it was the adorable way these friends W&D tried to help him with his love life (they really reminded Kurt of Rachel and Mercedes).

Speaking of Rachel, she was still standing in front of him with an amused, yet confused smirk on her face. “What is that all about? Who sent that to you?”

Kurt smiled and shook his head. “No one, it’s not for me. It was sent to the wrong apartment.”

As Kurt grabbed another sticky note and started scribbling another explanation to B. Anderson, he couldn’t help but let his thoughts drift to the mystery person. If it was a girl, he might want to become friends with her, but if it was a guy, he might be disappointed with the new relationship B. Anderson was now apparently involved in.

Kurt attached the note to the opened package and once more made his way down the hall to 309. He had it laid down in front of the door before he thought that maybe he should just knock on the door and introduce himself this time.

His hand was raised and ready to knock on the apartment door when he heard a noise from inside. Panicked, Kurt dropped his hand and ran back down the hall to his apartment.

Whoever B. Anderson was, it’s not like it would work out between them anyways.

End Notes: I know this chapter doesn't have much in it, but I had to get this stuff out before I could move on! Let me know what you think!

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Whoever B. Anderson was, it's not like it would work out between them anyways. It would so work between them! hhahahaha

Shhhhh How do you know that?? We don't know who B. Anderson is!! :P P.S. New chapter coming very soon! (I'm trying!!) ~Heidi