On a bench in Central Park
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On a bench in Central Park: Chapter 2


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Story: Closed - Chapters: 10/? - Created: Nov 08, 2013 - Updated: Nov 08, 2013
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Thank you for reading! Please review and tell me what you think. Do you like it, hate it?

Please, please review, it is so much funnier to know what you think, and it makes me want to write more. If I get 5 reviews on this chapter I will try to update this weekend!

Thank you again for reading!  ♥ :)

 

He doesnt know when he falls asleep. But when he does, he dreams about the fight.


*flashback*

 

It is still early, the clock is barely 6 in the afternoon when Kurt arrives at home from work.

 

He loves nights like these. When he gets home from work, and Simon is home, so they can curl up in the couch and watch movies and eat takeaway.

 

He has already bought some Chinese food from the restaurant at the corner.

 

Kurt walks into the apartment, and the first he sees when he walks through the door is a jacket. It is thrown on the floor.

 

He picks it up. He frowns as he doesnt recognize it, but shakes his head. Simon probably bought a new one.

 

"Simon? Are you home?" Kurt shouts to the seemingly empty apartment.

 

He doesnt get any reply. But he just shrugs. It wouldnt be the first time Simon falls asleep before Kurt gets home, or is too busy reading to notice anything else.

 

He walks up to their bedroom. The door is closed.

 

He is just about to open it when he hears something from inside. Moaning.

 

"Si? Are you okay, honey?" he says as he opens the door.

 

The first thing he sees, is a bright pink button-up shirt. Next, a black sweatshirt with the letters NYU on it.

 

That one is Simons for sure.

 

Then the bed comes into view.

 

Two pairs of legs are tangled together upon the casts. Two dark one, tanned. Simons legs. The other ones have pants on them. Light blue jeans.

 

He sees how Simons hands is working on the zipper.

 

Then their faces comes into view. They are kissing. The strangers fingers tangled in Simons hair.

 

Then Simon moans again.

 

Kurt drops the bag with food on the floor the boxes of food breaking, food flying everywhere. And the pair on the bed flies apart.

 

They look at him. The strangers eyes filled with embarrassment, confusion and shame.

 

Simons is unreadable.

 

"Kurt" he says, picking the sweatshirt up from the floor and pulling it over his head. "You are early."

 

"What is this?" Kurt whispers, tears starting to rise in his eyes. "I thought you said you loved me..."

 

The stranger on the bed looks back and forth between Kurt and Simon. He has put his shirt on now, and he is sitting on the edge of the bed.

 

He turns towards Simon.

 

"You have a boyfriend?! I cant believe you-" he stops, stands up and starts to walk out. In the doorway he stops and turns around. "You used me, you said you lived alone..."

 

He turns towards Kurt next.

 

"Im sorry man...I- really Im sorry..."

 

"Its okay..." Kurt says looking down on the floor.

 

"No its not." the pink-shirt-stranger says as he walks out from the apartment.

 

"Hi, you are early. You usually doesnt come home until-" Simon begins to say, but Kurt interrupts him.

 

"Thats your excuse? "You are early"?" he shouts stepping closer to his boyfriend. "I thought you loved me! Apparently that wasnt true-"

 

Slap!

 

Kurt is cut of as his head spins to the side. His cheek starts to sting. He brings his hand up to it. His lip is bleeding.

 

He looks up at Simon, he looks furious.

 

"Of course I love you!" he screams, and Kurt flinches back. He doesnt like it when Simon screams. "I take care of you, I bought this apartment... I fucking proposed to you! The question is, do YOU love ME?"

 

"What do you mean? Of course I lo-"

 

"You lied to me" Simon says, cutting Kurt of. "You said you would quit the job... And you lied. I really care about you Kurt, and you lie to me."

 

"I cant sit in the apartment all day!" Kurt says, he is tired of screaming.

 

"Yes you can. I asked you, for one thing Kurt. One thing. And you couldnt do it. I always do things for you, Kurt. Please Si, can we go to Lima for Christmas? Please can we go to this musical? Please-"

 

"Stop..." Kurt whimpers.

 

"No, I wont stop. You never do anything for me. You arent even good in bed!"

 

"I quit NYADA when you-...."

 

"Oh please... That was one time."

 

"Im sorry..."

 

"You should be..." his fiancé pulls him into a tight hug, and presses a sloppy kiss on his mouth.

 

"You know I love you, Kurt." he says after a while.

 

"I love you too Si..."

 

"Your dad hasnt visited in a while." as Kurt nods in approval, Simon continues. "Im the only one who loves you, you know."

 

"I know" Kurt says "thank you, for loving me... Im sorry Si... I shouldnt have become mad... You were lonely, I will quit the job. I will. I promise. Just, please... Dont hate me."

 

"Thats good." Simon says and kisses him again." I love it when you are understanding."

 

Then suddenly Simon pushes him away roughly.

 

"You destroyed dinner" he says, looking at the broken boxes with food on the floor."...again"

 

"Im sorry" Kurt says, falling to his knees on the floor. "I will clean it up"

 

"You better..." Simon turns around and heads back to the bed.

 

"I will cook something, anything you want! I can-"

 

"Dont bother" Simon says pulling of his shirt. "Im tired."

 

Kurt walks to the kitchen, and puts the food in the trash. As he gets back to the bedroom, Simon is already in bed.

 

"Si... Can I-"

 

"What do you want?" Simon turns around and glares at him.

 

"Can I...I was wondering...I-"

 

"Get it out!" Simon shouts, his eyes flashing with anger for a moment. "I want to sleep."

 

"Can I sleep in here tonight" Kurt asks "With you?"

 

"No! I dont want to see you right now..."

 

"Okay, I will sleep on the couch..." he turns around to leave.

 

"No! Get out!" Simon sits up in the bed and screams at his, Kurt flinches back.

 

"Where?"

 

"I dont care..."

 

"Look Im sorry...I really am. I-"

 

"You should have thought about that before you betrayed my trust. "Simon lays down on the bed again, and turns his back. "Now go..."

 

As Kurt is about to walk out the door, he hears Simons voice from the bedroom.

 

"Dont take the keys with you!"

 

Kurt doesnt.

 

As he gets out in the cold air outside, he notices he forgot his gloves.

 

But he doesnt care.

 


*end of flashback*


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