How I Met My Soul Mate - A Drunken Kurt Story (Klaine Fic)
Title: How I Met My Soul Mate - A Drunken Kurt Story (AO3)Ā
Summary: Ā Over drinks one night, Kurt tells Elliott the story of how he met his soul mate. Soul Mate AU! Also - Kitties! Superheroes! Drunken Shenanigans! Sappy love stories!
Rating: T - For drunken shenanigans, a few bad words, and some soft-core porn.Ā
Word Count: 6609
Notes:Ā Written for the 2018 Klaine Exchange on @todaydreambelieversficĀ
Thanks @snarkyhag for beta'ing - I know it was an epic battle of dashes and commas, but I appreciate your amazingness <3
For - @lillemlan - I hope you enjoy it dear!Ā
I smooshed together two prompts: Soulmate!AU where your true loveās first words are tattooed on your body. The words written on Kurt/Blaine is utterly ridiculous and āholy shit is this real?!ā and Kurt/Blaine volunteers at the animal shelter. The other comes in to adopt an animal. Think of the cuteness!.
Then I dumped a ton of glitter on it, doused it in alcohol, then lit the whole thing on fire.
Itās better than Thor 2.Ā Maybe.
Kurtās at the bar, swaying gently to the live band playing questionable-at-best music while fiddling with his phone. Ā He keeps staring at the text message - running late, be there soon - it says. Ā Heāll come, Kurt assures himself as he sips the brightly colored drink he had ordered. Ā The bar is a little too warm and little too loud but itās not like they have to stay there all night, they could go other placesā¦ if he comes. Ā When. When he comes. Heāll be here.
Heās anxious at first. There havenāt been that many dates and itās beenā¦ Kurt canāt describe it. Ā Wonderful, amazing, scary, cliche - adjectives writers of rom-coms use in their mediocre and unrealistic but completely addicting films. Ā He shouldnāt get too worked up about any of this. He canāt - because things never go quite his way, do they.
He flips through his phone more and goes to his photos where thereās a selfie of the two of them. Ā God, he found a handsome one. So fucking handsome. He sips his drink, sweet and tart, and maybe itās the alcohol, maybe not, but his anxiousness begins to slide into giddiness. Ā He giggles into his drink, finishes it, and continues to stare at the photo. Kurt thinks they make quite the lovely couple, thank-you-very-much.
Elliott slides onto the stool next to him, because Elliott is of course there every night, even if he had been away at a yoga retreat for a while. Ā He peers over Kurtās shoulder, āCute.ā
āFind your own,ā Kurt jokingly snaps, holding his phone close to his chest. Ā The picture is for him, not for Elliott. āIām keeping this one.ā
Elliott laughs easily into his beer. Ā āSo, you must really like him?ā
āThis one has eyes you can get lost in,ā Kurt says, breaking down into giggles. Ā Did he just say that out loud? He just had the one drink, right? He glances back at his phone, at the beautiful guy heās found and remembersā¦ sweet kisses and soft hands and breath on his cheek andā¦ Ā Elliott is sitting far too close and invading his thoughts. Itās getting way too hot in here, and heās going to need another drink. āDonāt you have a set to play tonight?ā he asks as he waves down the bartender. Ā Yes another, heāll worry about his tab tomorrow.
āNot playing tonight,ā Elliott says. Ā āIām just here to listen to these lovely ladies play. Ā Whatās his name?ā
