J.T

this could be the start of something good.

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         I legitimately forget that BH was real and not some drugged up fever dream of mine. 

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Ask my muse about their secret crush

💕 Is their crush male or female

💖 Is their crush older or younger than them

😍 Are they and their crush friends

💋 Where would they like their crush to kiss them

😴 Did they ever dream about their crush

😎 Did they ever have dirty fantasizes about their crush

💎 Did they ever buy their crush a gift

💟 Do they think that their crush likes them back?

💌 Did they ever send a note to their crush?

👤 Does their crush have long or short hair?

👁 What eye color does their crush have?

😉 Did they and their crush ever go out alone?

💘 Do they eventually hope to confess to their crush

😘 Describe the crush in three words

🤗 What do they like the most about their crush?

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——–            sometimes  i  dream  i  can  fly.  but  i’m  so  exhausted  from  flapping  my  wings  and the  higher  i  soar  it  reminds  me  of  how  little  i  fit  in  with  them  on  the  ground.  so  i  rise  and  i  rise  and  i  realise  that  i  don’t  wanna  fly  anymore. THEY  NEVER  KNEW  WHAT  THEY  WERE  LOOKING  UP  AT  ANYWAY.      

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Kurt’s eyebrows shot up.  Three weeks?  Three weeks?  There was so many things they could have done by now.  So much catching up.  So many nights where he could have sank into the happy content of what it felt like when he jad Jez around.  Thinking of that for only two beats before common sense kicked the thought out of his head, Kurt bounced against his heels and realized.  Why wish their time away?  When it was only just starting?  They had all those things he regretted not sharing, there to share together now.   Jez was here, in the flesh, and Kurt’s heart was racing so fast?  He swore it was about ready to beat right through his ribs and soar sky high, never to be seen again.  Would serve him right.  Jez wasn’t the only one deafening those closest to him that would listen when it came to talking about the other.  

Rachel had gotten an ear full time and time again about Jez.  How sweet he was.  How talented he was.  How Kurt wished he could stay.  Jez was breathtaking fresh air.  And so handsome.  One of the many adjectives that passed through Kurt’s lips unendingly when he ranted about the other.   Not to mention dealing with the aftermath of how he’d speak about him when he was gone.  Or the good solid couple of weeks were Kurt got quiet after he left.  Rachel dealt with that, too.  Knowing the quiet had a lot more meaning behind it than Kurt wanted to admit to anyone.  Including her.

Nodding, he followed Jez’s smile to their hands and tightened his hold rather than let go.  “I know how crazy that feels but you did it!  And look!  We, finally, met–live?  You were finding a place to live?  As in..how long do you have to stay?  This time, I mean?”  Keeping his right hand tangled with Jez’s left, he gently pulled him into motion.  “Because, wow, we have a lot to catch up on.  Plus.  I need to show you so many things we missed.  I might have made a list.  The title of which is too embarrassing to share.  So don’t ask,” he grinned teasingly.

He still couldn’t quite believe his eyes, nor the feeling of warmth spreading through his chest that Kurt always, somehow, seemed to elicit. Jez had wanted to call the moment he’d stepped foot on the plane, however leaving BB in the lurch was the last thing he wanted to do (particularly considering how much time Jez had spent with Kurt and away from his friends his first time around). But there was no use in thinking about that now --- here they both were, and Jez, with nothing but time on his hands, wasn’t going to waste a second longer. Even BB knew, however, with his parting words at the airport being ‘Now you can go see that cute guy you never shut up about.’ Oh, how well he knew Jez.  

“Yeah! Live!” Jez nodded, sounding just as surprised as Kurt at that fact. “We definitely have a lot to catch up on, but I’m going to need that list,” he laughed in agreement. “I’m... sort of staying indefinitely, I guess. For as long as New York will have me.” And it felt GREAT to say it out loud. Now that he’d graduated, now he could be anywhere he liked - at least until the next adventure came his way.  No ties. No looming deadines. Nothing from stopping Jez staying for as long as he wanted to stay. 

“Right now though, I’m still searching. Not that I don’t LOVE splitting my time between staying in hotels and sleeping on my workmate’s sofa, I just think he’ll tire of it eventually.” As he walked, he stayed close to Kurt’s side, squeezing his hand again in the revelation of yet another thing he’d forgotten to tell Kurt. “Oh! Yeah so - I have a job and everything. Nothing fancy, and the pay is godawful but it’s GREAT fun. I play piano at a jazz bar. So, I’m sticking around,” he grinned, and gently nudged Kurt’s side. “Looks like you’ll have to put up with me for a while yet.” 

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Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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His hands cupped Jez’s cheeks in a light, delicate hold with his elbows bent between them to allow Jez’d hold on his shoulders to linger.  But they were shaking and he couldn’t be blamed.  Running into Jez nearly the same way they met?  Kurt could barely keep his feet planted on the ground with the excitement fueled adrenaline rushing in.  He bounced on his heels.  Nothing could erase the smile he beamed with.  

There were many days spent in the dumps when Jez left the first time.  Jez had become such a staple in his day-to-day while he was here.  Kurt knew that their time together would dwindle to an end when Jez had to return back home, but he found himself clinging to each day the closer it got.  And in one hell of a dark cloud after he was gone.  “So do you!  I–I’m good–no!  Great.  I’m great.  Considering,” his eyebrows shoved together and he gently gave Jez’s cheeks a pat.  “It really is you.”  Kurt felt his throat close up and he had to swallow the lump down.  The tip of his nose went a little pink.  A color that bled up over the bridge of it and across his cheekbones.  Jez offered him the out, though.  Thank God. 

“I don’t care what plans I might have had.  None of them are more important.  Let’s go.  I know a great place closeby.  How long have you been in town.”  His gaze drifted up over Jez’s forehead like the answer might be written there.  Blinking out of it, he huffed a flustered chuckle and thought better.  Instantly, Jez found his right hand covered then taken by Kurt’s left, chin ticking in the direction of the coffee shop before he lead him towards where he gestured.  Eyes on him and refusing to let go of his hand for fear he might be imagining this and he’d disappear when he let go.

‘Great. Considering’. Considering? A flash of concern sweeps over the blonde’s face at the word. Though he finds that he doesn’t have enough time to question it before Kurt is moving swiftly on. Jez smiles softly between Kurt’s hands and offers a gentle squeeze to his shoulders, “It really is me. In the flesh.” There’s a soft teasing tone to his words, though his face betrays him, open in his own expression of surprise. Frankly, Jez can’t believe he is here either, and with no ticking countdown timer like the last time --- the boy has never felt so... free. 

His long suffering friends had been forced to listen to Jez jabbering on about Kurt to no end for a good 80% of their trip. (‘Oh God Lauren, he’s great. So talented and UTTER TALENT to boot.’) And strangely, it was as though they had predicted how difficult going back home would be for him before Jez had even really considered it. In that time, seeing Kurt had simply become his new normal. In fact, it wasn’t until the pair were saying their goodbyes that it really hit him. The sudden realisation that their dance practices and coffee dates catchups would no longer be a regular occurrence. 

“Three weeks,” Jez nodded, with a smile aimed towards their grasped hands. “I was going to call, trust me I really, really wanted to I just- I was here with BB and, between him and trying to find a place to live I’ve not had two seconds to breathe.” Still, there was laughter following his words. As much of a mad rush as the last three weeks had been, he wouldn’t have traded it for anything. “But, BB’s on a plane-” he looks to his watch, “right about now, actually - headed to Spain. I decided to stick around here for a little bit longer.” 

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Get To Know Me - [1/5 relationships] - Jez Tyler & BB Simons (Britannia High)

“You know, the first time I met you, the first day of term. You said you were fed up of feeling like things were always in a downward spiral. You said you wanted to feel like you were looking up for once. Look up.”

[natalie-goodman]

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wanted: jez bringing someone home. only for them to have to pretend to be a business student in front of his father because whoops turns out he is not telling the entire truth to anybody. 

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[forsakensun]

GARASHIRS‌.

not to be r*mantic on main but i deserve to be able to climb onto the roof of an abandoned building and stargaze with someone i love at least once in my life

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Finally.  Time to breathe.  Kurt stuck to the semi-slow lane of foot traffic closest to the buildings trying to skirt around the people coming and going from this shop or that restaurant while taking a minute to just enjoy his surroundings.  No rushing here or there.  No hurry to be anywhere.  Today was an off day and he planned to do two things.  Shop and absolutely nothing unless he was struck by some random whim.  Then he’d do whatever that whim flung him towards.

It was during one of those ducks around and opening door that he knocked shoulders with a passerby hard enough to bring him to a stop rather than mutter a quick ‘excuse me’ before carrying on.  What he didn’t expect was to lay eyes on, not a strange, but…  He knew that voice.

Thankfully, his coffee was nearly empty so when it hit the ground from the shock of–no way can this be real?!–it didn’t really matter.  “Jez?  Jez!  Oh my–how?!”  Without a second to spare and blabbering something about missing him so much, Kurt’s arms were around Jez’s shoulders and he was yanked against Kurt’s chest into a tight hug forcing people to steer around them.  Which he couldn’t care less about.

“It’d figure we’d meet again like this..,” his breathless voice gave way to a laugh next to Jez’s ear and he held him for dear life in sheer disbelief that this was even happening.

His own plans weren’t exactly set in stone - besides his new found employment in the later hours of the evening, Jez had nowhere to be. And thankfully so, it would seem, as he had no doubt that upon seeing Kurt any plans he had would have been instantly dropped, this deeming itself far more important. 

Jez’s eyes lit up and arms were quickly wrapped around Kurt as he was pulled closer. So, perhaps he’d be lying if Jez were to say that he hadn’t thought about Kurt since he’d been back in New York. After all, his new-found friendship with the boy had become a huge part of his trip the last time around - and, he was sure, an annoyance to his friendship group who had to listen to Jez talking about just how great Kurt was. Though he’d expected their reconnection to be far less... coincidental than this. 

“It is very us,” he laughs in agreement and disbelief. “Whole of New York at our feet and we just keep bumping into each other?” Literally and figuratively, apparently. A few, long moments of hugging passed before Jez could tear himself away, still keeping contact with hands pressed to Kurt’s shoulders as he grinned. “You look... great! How are you? What have you-” Jez stopped himself with another laugh, “You know what? Too many questions. Most important one, what are you doing right now? Because I need to take you for a coffee.”  

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