Blackbird Fly

I'm Kurt Hummel, 22 years old, Canadian, recent graduate of McKinley University, and a Fashion Assistant at Vogue Magazine. Taking NYC by storm one outfit at a time. The Che Guevara of Vogue Engaged to Shay Iver

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Giving Kurt a cheeky grin at the mention of Vanessa wearing black to his wedding, the blonde easily replied. “I’m obviously going to be wearing whatever color you want me to wear Kurt, I don’t want to offend the groom do I?”

Leaning over to peer at the sketch that Kurt presented to her, Vanessa made pleased noises. “I love it! The color palette you chose is going to be a good change for me. And when you say patterns, what did you have in mind?” She asked, taking a snapshot of the sketch with her phone as reference.

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Kurt smirked at his friend. “That’s what I was hoping you’d say. It’s already going to be a struggle making sure Tina and Eve wear proper outfits for a wedding.”

Kurt got to his feet, offering Vanessa a hand. “Follow me.” He led Vanessa into the tiny second bedroom of his and Shay’s apartment which he used as his studio. Robin was flopped in his doggy bed in the corner, but raised his head as the pair walked in. Kurt pointed at the seat for Vanessa, while he opened up his fabric closet and started digging through. “I have a few things in mind...”

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“So no black?” Vanessa asked, already mentally crossing off the things from her wardrobe that heavily featured that color. As Kurt sketched, the blonde quietly sat next to him, her eyes fixed firmly on her phone as she scrolled through her emails and maybe Instagram as well, happy to enjoy the silence between them at that moment. 

“Thank you,” she suddenly blurted out. “For taking me seriously and helping me.”

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“No black,” Kurt agreed with a nod. “Not unless you’re planning on going to any funerals. I may let it slide for a black-tie reception, but that’s it. And don’t even dare think about wearing anything black to my wedding this fall.” 

Kurt was nearly done with the first sketch when Vanessa spoke. He looked up and smiled softly. “I always take fashion seriously, Vanessa. And of course I’m happy to help; what are friends for?” He frowned slightly, then added a couple lines on an outfit, leaning over to show it to Vanessa. “What do you think? We can play around with different patterns; whatever suits your fancy.”

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Wrinkling her nose at the floral patterns she saw, Vanessa snuggled next to Kurt and replied. “Okay, I want a summer wardrobe that skates the line between masculine and feminine, so slightly androgynous? And more of shorts and jeans than skirts and dresses because when have I ever worn a dress? Then I’m thinking more of sneakers than combat boots because those are just heavy. Is this making any sense to you?” The blonde asked, her eyebrow furrowed the entire time she was speaking.

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“Hmm...” Kurt pursed his lips as he tried to picture what Vanessa meant. “Hang on...” Kurt got to his feet, hurrying over to his studio-room, returning a few minutes later with his sketchbook and pencils. He sat down next to Vanessa again, starting to sketch out his vision.

“Androgynous, but we want fashionable... I’d avoid too dark colors here...” He bit his lip as he concentrated, trying to get every detail perfect.

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Pointing at the few on top that had sticky tabs peeking out from the pages of the magazines, the blonde let out another frustrated huff before dropping herself next to her friend and pulling out her phone. “Well, not all of them, but I mean, two pages out of a hundred in every magazine is pretty bad. Should I go over them again or sit and cry against your shirt? Because I think wearing black all throughout the year is getting me labelled as the goth chick in my classes.”

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“Hmm, let’s not resort to tears yet, shall we?” Kurt said, picking up the top magazine. He flpped through, frowning. “Ugh, far too much floral print for my taste. Just what are these editors thinking?” He glanced up at Vanessa, giving her a once over. “Tell me, what are you particularly looking for in a summer wardrobe? Like, dream version. Fashion trends aside.”

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Picking up the stack of magazines that had been lying next to the coffee table, Vanessa dropped them on the couch next to Kurt and turned to him with a serious look on her face. “I need new summer outfit inspiration. Help me please.”

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Kurt glanced up from his iPad, where he had been scrolling through the latest celebrity gossip that he had missed during the day. Even with twitter alerts set in the corner of his desktop while he was working, there always seemed to be a million things going on that he managed to miss. When one worked in the fashion industry, being on top of gossip was very important after all.

Kurt raised an eyebrow at the pile. “That’s an impressive stack. All of it duds?”

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Fuck snakes, fuck spiders, and fuck centipedes. Yes

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[Kurt shakes his head.] Whatever logic helps you sleep at night, Shay. 

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No legs. Anything with less than two legs and more than four is ridiculously unnatural. The exceptions being, like, butterflies and amputees.

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So that means snakes are unnatural too? What about centipedes? And arachnids? 

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No, like…that’s a legit thing, okay? I don’t know why they freak me out but they do. They ain’t fuckin’ natural.

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I know, I know. And that is why I will never force you to watch the Little Mermaid with me. 

...Okay, how the heck are fish not natural?

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Hide in the gift shop all day and try not to cry.

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Let’s hope future kids prefer theme parks or such then. Don’t want you to cry. 

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I was thinking like…synchronized swimming or whatever. What you said was just awful. [He grins and settles in his spot.] Awful, awful, awful.

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Hmm, what would work too. [Kurt shrugs.] What are you gonna do if we have kids and they want to go see fish?

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Somehow that’s even grosser.

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Eh, might want to skip the dance then. Or just do something with towels and call it a day. 

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…fuck that. No.

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They’d be dead fish if that helped. 

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Someone we know should do a dance routine to that song.

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An interpretive dance where we would all throw fish at them to appease them?

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Oh, yeah. I’m a genius. Super smart, that’s me! [He laughs and scrunches up his face when Kurt kisses his forehead.] This movie was underrated. Severely underrated.

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People just don’t appreciate “So Long and Thanks for All the Fish.” Great opening number. 

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I’m pretty much acing everything I’m in right now, so I’m really not worried. Besides. HItchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy is on, and really, how can I do homework when that’s a thing that’s happening?

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My extremely talented husband to be. [Kurt grins and kisses Shay on the forehead.] I don’t think I’ve seen that since it came out in theaters. Alan Rickman as the robot is the best. 

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Always is, babe. [He grins and winks, immediately cuddling up to him.] Yeah, kinda… I didn’t really have the intention of doing anything but then I opened up a book and then I really didn’t have any motivation to do anything.

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I was gonna say... [Kurt smiles and wraps an arm around his fiance.] Well not much longer for you to exercise your senioritis. Can’t believe you’re graduating next month already. 

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[Shay grins in victory, tossing his arms up in the air from his spot on the bed.] Yay! I win! [He leans up to meet him, kissing back happily.] Yup. Much better.

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[Kurt chuckles.] I didn’t realize this was a contest. [He flops on the bed next to Shay, smiling up at his fiance.] 

I’m assuming any attempt you had to do schoolwork tonight failed utterly?