lonely christmas eve

[likesboys]

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"I could play something, you could sing?" Scripps has the odd feeling that the offer of music might go over better than any turkey dinner might -- beyond the fact that his mother is the one who'd always prepared the high holiday meals. "We could even be festive and do something that befits the season and the weather?"


"I... I don't know," Kurt admits with a slight wince. "Maybe if it's with the entirety of the glee club, but I don't know that I'd be up to much one-on-one accompaniment." He exhales with a light shrug, not wanting to elaborate. Music's never been something he's shared with his dad, and the last time he can remember singing at home over the holidays was years and years ago, when his mother was still around. It's different to be singing at school, where it's just something they do regardless of the season.

It's different when it's just two people.

"So," he concludes, not wanting to drag the thought on as he claps his hands together. "Do we have... a date we want to set? I imagine that you've probably set up more of your schedule than I have. I mean, if nothing else, you're spending the majority of the day at church; I can't even say that my schedule's half as full as that."

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[turnedtoproust]

"Anytime you like," Scripps assures with an easy smile. "It's not like God keeps me on a set schedule. I'm fairly sure that lightning won't strike me if I don't make a punctual appointment with him. He's not that sort. Well, anymore. I'm hoping he never relapses."

[likesboys]

The ease of Scripps' expression pulls a similar laugh from Kurt, shaking his head as the tension again falls, retreating like the slipping tide. Perhaps he's simply spent too much time around Mercedes and Rachel, both his best friends, both beloved like nothing else, but so fervent about their beliefs that it leaves Kurt feeling as though he's done something wrong. Scripps isn't like that, Kurt reminds himself.

"And aren't we glad for it," he says, tilting his head. "Theeen how about let's set a tentative time for Christmas Eve? Morning? I get the feeling my roommates will want to do something on the actual day, but I doubt my schedule will be packed until then."

[turnedtoproust]

"Afternoon," he clarifies. "I'm young, you're young, why can't we give in to our laziest of whims and decide to simply throw caution to the wind and sleep the day through?"

[likesboys]

"Because I am, unequivocally and without a doubt, a morning person," Kurt concludes with a slight grin. "That said, there's a lot of set-up and shopping required before the actual cooking, and ever since I learned how to drive back home, that was solely my task to begin with. So I could easily do that, while we simply meet each other in the kitchen to work on commanding it and making sure everything goes off without a hitch."