#tntkurt

Looking for something, sir?

Kurt chuckled softly. “I know. The irony of it wasn’t lost on me either, sir.” He looked at him, the option he gave catching him completely off guard. “What- Really, sir? Oh my gosh, that would be awesome! I honestly don’t see how that wouldn’t work, but of course, one has to try it first, right? His face lit up when he processed the idea in his head, quite frankly more perfect than anything he could have thought of. “Oh- um..” He shrugged. “I suppose it did make me a bit nervous because I really, really wouldn’t want to jeopardize my job here, sir. I really like it.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I know you told that much, sir. I didn’t mean not to trust you on that. I apologize…”

@switchhummel @matt-fabray

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Other than the occasional extra glance at the clock, Wyatt spent the day like any other Wednesday at the shop, which was to say, mostly going through and checking the quality of stock, make sure books weren’t getting too much sun, or put away weird, or worse, messed with in some way. Of course, the shop had been quiet lately, so mostly there wasn’t a lot to do except read behind the counter and pet his cat. As 5 o’clock neared, he found himself keening his ears for the sound of the door announcing someone’s arrival, though he looked perfectly calm and natural from the outside. It wasn’t until he noticed movement in his peripheral that he looked up from the pages to see Kurt, his hazel eyes taking the time to take in the sight of him appreciatively. “Good afternoon.” He gave a nod in greeting, though his usual impassive expression was slightly altered. He had a wicked kind of glint in his eyes, a gaze that more unashamedly could be found looking at Kurt but not his face, as he had been fairly self-disciplined into up until today. Once Kurt had put any of his things away and clocked in, he got up from his spot to stretch, rolling his shoulders and his neck, drawing his arms over his head. “I’ll be back.” Wetting his lips, he headed toward the door that led up to his apartment above, Charlotte scampering after him because she realized if he was going upstairs he might decide to feed her.

Luckily for Charlotte, that was his main reason for going upstairs, to get her out of the shop, to make sure she had everything she needed. Rather than going straight back down, he decided to take a brief shower, rubbing into his skin a body wash that left strong scents of oak and amber before he rinsed himself off. After that, he took care of a couple other needs up in his apartment before making his way back down into the shop. He had put on a different set of dress pants and a low cut tank top that could well have been painted on, showing the well defined pecs off as well as the mess of dark hairs littering his chest, still spare enough to see through and keep him out of any category that might classify him as any type of animal in the gay community. Taking a direct route to the front door, he slowly flipped the sign from open to close and locked the door so no one ironically unable to read would still barge through. Turning back around, he went over and behind Kurt by mere inches, raising his hands to hover over his arms, to let the younger man feel his presence in so close, to get that sense of anticipation ramped up as he hoped his chosen scent overwhelmed the switch’s senses.

It’s “poking Kurt” night then. I see how it is. I should making a huge banter about how I’m not that fluffy, but they’re so cute! You should tell me where I could get some of those fluffy things. Or which website has them.

Back to the original question, which one is your favorite movie? Of all times?

You can find them yourself, I already told you the name of them. They’re not fluffy, though, they’re fuzzy. Like felt, or something.

Which “one?” Are we no longer specifically talking about Interview With The Vampire then? My favorite movie is the same as my favorite novel.

Pictured: Kurt, looking goth-ish