Since moving into the new apartment, a brisk chill had finally overtaken the awful heat, and Kurt exchanged his laid-back summer attire for toasty scarves and warm, woolen mittens, as well as his beloved fitted sweaters. The trees completed their seasonal transformation. From his window, Kurt could see how the leaves on the trees in the park across the street adopted their rustic, fiery hues, and along with the changing of the season came the festive decorations. —just a floor away
9 years ago I started writing a fanfic that takes place at an actual, real life location in NYC. It feels silly, but being here somehow feels like a full circle moment on my kurtofsky journey. Not to mention a 2,426 mile journey. I know @karofsky and I probably got a lot of weird looks as we took photographs of a random apartment building and children’s park (some of which where I am crying), but it makes me emotional thinking about all the friends I have made the past 10 years thanks to these boys. All the amazing people who have read and commented on my fic and have stuck with it through all of my hiatuses. I can’t wait to go back home and continue to write having scoped out the location after all these years. I honestly never thought this would happen. Hell, it was not something I ever considered. I will never not be in love with kurtofsky. Nothing in my life has or will impact me in the way Dave and Kurt have. ♥️
