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08 June 2012 @ 10:38 am

Inspired by Sas' lovely drawing of Skank!Kurt which was inspired by Kendra's awesome Skank!Kurt comics. Everything is Skank!Kurt and nothing is unsexy... or something


Kurt sat down heavily in the sparse grass beneath the bleachers. Quinn lowered her sunglasses to regard him in way of greeting; the look on her face was a question. He frowned at her and shrugged. It was something of a silent conversation between them; a mutual understanding of each other’s personal lives but something they rarely actually talked about. Quinn handed Kurt her cigarette and he took a long drag from it before handing it back to her.  

“Nice hair,” she finally said and Kurt suppressed the urge to touch it self-consciously.

“I figured someone should show you how to properly pull off pink,” replied Kurt with another shrug.

The corner of Quinn’s mouth twitched like she wanted to smile. They sat in silence. The other Skanks around them were quiet, too, just making random observations and stunted conversation every so often. Kurt idly played with the black rubber bracelets covering his wrist. He was glad Quinn didn’t offer him the cigarette again, how only smoked for appearance sake. He couldn’t help but think of his mother sick with cancer every time he put one to his lips.

He swatted at a hornet that flew to close to his face and nearly startled when the school’s bell sounded. Quinn took a long drag from her nearly finished cigarette before pressing it into the cool dirt to put it out. Kurt stood and brushed off the grass and dirt from his baggy pants before offering Quinn his hand. She took it and got to her feet. The other Skanks were still standing around, unfazed by the ring of the bell. Despite his change in style and clique the year before, Kurt wasn’t one to throw away his chance at getting into college and out of Lima when he graduated. And even though Quinn used him as an excuse, Kurt figured she felt the same way. Despite their Skank-status, he and Quinn had some of the highest grades in the school.  

A few jocks were standing around the side entrance of the school when Kurt and Quinn approached. The burly guys instantly moved out of the way at Quinn’s icy glare. It never ceased to amaze Kurt what Quinn could accomplish simply with her facial expressions, even from behind her pair of sunglasses.

“Ladies,” said one of the larger jocks as the two walked past.

Kurt and Quinn both gave him a solemn nod as they walked past. When they stepped into the chaos of the busy McKinley halls, Quinn reached for Kurt’s arm before starting forward in a confident strut that put her time as Cheer Captain to shame. Kurt smirked as they passed a group of girls in Cheerio uniforms. The girls stared at them wide eyed and even cringed a little when Kurt lifted an eyebrow their way.

“There’s the new guy,” whispered Quinn in monotone.

Kurt turned away from sneering at the girls to look where he thought Quinn was looking, it was hard to tell with her sunglasses on. A boy wearing a light dress shirt, a blue cardigan, salmon high-waters, bare feet, casual loafers, and a bowtie, (bowtie!), was standing at a locker just down the hall from them.

“Is this real life?” hissed Kurt, his eyes widening.

“We should welcome him,” said Quinn with a mischievous grin before pulling Kurt with her toward the preppy boy.

Kurt narrowed his eyes at the boy during their approach. The guy finally felt their eyes on him and turned away from where he had been organizing his locker. Kurt would have laughed out loud at the way the boy’s hair was slicked with gel to complete his entire yesteryear prep school look, but he was too busy being taken aback by the handsomeness that was his face. He looked from Quinn to Kurt with a befuddled expression, probably wondering why two skid kids were approaching him. But when his eyes landed on Kurt, they stayed there. Kurt felt like he was having trouble breathing as the golden hazel eyes locked with his.

“What’s your name?” asked Quinn in a snappy voice.

He startled and tore his eyes away from Kurt’s, though seemed reluctant to do so, at the sound of Quinn’s voice.

“Buh-Blaine,” he stammered.

“Welcome to McKinley, Buh-Blaine,” said Quinn with a mocking chuckle.

The boy, Blaine, frowned at Quinn before turning his gaze back over to Kurt. Swallowing a few times because he mouth felt dry, Kurt returned the look and hoped he looked less affected than he felt. Quinn pulled on his hand.

“C’mon, Kurt,” she said before pulling him away.

She stalked away from Blaine with Kurt in tow but before they were too far away and out of ear-shot, she said, “he dresses like my uncle,” with a laugh over her shoulder.

Kurt couldn’t help but hope he shared a few classes with Blaine.

inukimekoinukimeko on June 8th, 2012 04:44 pm (UTC)
Ooooh I'm already intrigued. I love me some badboy!Kurt and nerd!Blaine. Is this going to be a multi chap? I hope so..... :)
Samdareu2beme on June 8th, 2012 04:46 pm (UTC)
Nnawww just a drabble cuz i had to try to jump on the skank!kurt bandwagon XD

thank you, though!
likeasouffle on June 8th, 2012 05:35 pm (UTC)
Adorable! I think this is the first one I've seen with Kurt's inner thoughts. I like how he doesn't actually want to smoke or cut class or be mean to Blaine. I like how Kurt is so hot and so smitten at the same time. :)
Samdareu2beme on June 9th, 2012 12:36 am (UTC)
weeeee thank yiu
lulu_kitty: Pretty Chrislulu_kitty on June 9th, 2012 02:19 am (UTC)

This was awesome, btw. Please write moref;dhflkahjfl. ALL THE SKANK!KURT!!
Samdareu2beme on June 9th, 2012 02:24 am (UTC)
ahahaha well THANK YOU! I appreeeeciate that. <3 I'm sure there's tonnes better on tumblr, though. I can't believe how some people can so easily start huge trends in the fandom, it is unreal. All that klaine power! LOL. If I had that kind of fandom power, I would start a wing!klaine fad, lol. Anyway, I loooove this new skank!Kurt fad sooo much. I want ALL the fics.

Edited at 2012-06-09 02:24 am (UTC)
frumiousmefrumiousme on June 11th, 2012 08:48 am (UTC)
ohmygodohmygodohmygod i'm so glad you picked up this trope!
Samdareu2beme on June 11th, 2012 04:25 pm (UTC)
HAD TO. It is like high school all over again for me. LOL.