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justbeingaqueenWho: Kurt Hummel-Anderson and Santana Lopez
What: A face from the very old past
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home
When: Tuesday evening
Blaine was finally starting to get back on his feet a little, but it had been almost a week now that he had been feeling ill. It was the previous Wednesday night he went and had a series of small fits, starting with one at the dinner table where he nearly sliced a finger off it a steak knife. Kurt was relieved when he started to get a little more colour back in his cheeks and he could get up and about without feeling dizzy again. Which was why he loosened the Nazi Nurse string a little and let Blaine come downstairs to lie on the sofa next to Kurt whilst they watched re-runs of Once Upon a Time on TV and Kurt worked on some more designs.
He had inevitably dozed off with his head in Kurt's lap, though, and with them both being home alone right now when Ellie went over to Benny's place for dinner, Kurt set his sketch pad aside and gave into the cosy comfort of just being with his husband, sitting there stroking his fingers through Blaine's soft curls while he watched him sleep. But that was when there was a knock at the living room door and Kurt looked up to find one of his housekeeping staff there. "A Santana Lopez here to see you, sir. She says she is an old friend...?" Kurt heard the lingering question in the tone and he frowned in confusion and shock.
He nodded. "She is. You can show her in," he murmured. He had no idea if this would be brief or what the hell it was all about, so he stayed seated where he was for now. If it sounded like it would be something a little more epic, he would move to somewhere more conducive.
What: A face from the very old past
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home
When: Tuesday evening
Blaine was finally starting to get back on his feet a little, but it had been almost a week now that he had been feeling ill. It was the previous Wednesday night he went and had a series of small fits, starting with one at the dinner table where he nearly sliced a finger off it a steak knife. Kurt was relieved when he started to get a little more colour back in his cheeks and he could get up and about without feeling dizzy again. Which was why he loosened the Nazi Nurse string a little and let Blaine come downstairs to lie on the sofa next to Kurt whilst they watched re-runs of Once Upon a Time on TV and Kurt worked on some more designs.
He had inevitably dozed off with his head in Kurt's lap, though, and with them both being home alone right now when Ellie went over to Benny's place for dinner, Kurt set his sketch pad aside and gave into the cosy comfort of just being with his husband, sitting there stroking his fingers through Blaine's soft curls while he watched him sleep. But that was when there was a knock at the living room door and Kurt looked up to find one of his housekeeping staff there. "A Santana Lopez here to see you, sir. She says she is an old friend...?" Kurt heard the lingering question in the tone and he frowned in confusion and shock.
He nodded. "She is. You can show her in," he murmured. He had no idea if this would be brief or what the hell it was all about, so he stayed seated where he was for now. If it sounded like it would be something a little more epic, he would move to somewhere more conducive.
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jewhawk.livejournal.comHey, dude... You feeling any better? I'm sorry I haven't been by to see you... Been a rough week with Benny.
justbeingaqueen.livejournal.comWho: justbeingaqueen and have2justbeme
What: A face from the very old past
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home
When: Tuesday evening
Blaine was finally starting to get back on his feet a little, but it had been almost a week now that he had been feeling ill. It was the previous Wednesday night he went and had a series of small fits, starting with one at the dinner table where he nearly sliced a finger off it a steak knife. Kurt was relieved when he started to get a little more colour back in his cheeks and he could get up and about without feeling dizzy again. Which was why he loosened the Nazi Nurse string a little and let Blaine come downstairs to lie on the sofa next to Kurt whilst they watched re-runs of Once Upon a Time on TV and Kurt worked on some more designs.
He had inevitably dozed off with his head in Kurt's lap, though, and with them both being home alone right now when Ellie went over to Benny's place for dinner, Kurt set his sketch pad aside and gave into the cosy comfort of just being with his husband, sitting there stroking his fingers through Blaine's soft curls while he watched him sleep. But that was when there was a knock at the living room door and Kurt looked up to find one of his housekeeping staff there. "A Santana Lopez here to see you, sir. She says she is an old friend...?" Kurt heard the lingering question in the tone and he frowned in confusion and shock.
He nodded. "She is. You can show her in," he murmured. He had no idea if this would be brief or what the hell it was all about, so he stayed seated where he was for now. If it sounded like it would be something a little more epic, he would move to somewhere more conducive.
justbeingaqueen and have2justbemeWhat: A face from the very old past
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home
When: Tuesday evening
Blaine was finally starting to get back on his feet a little, but it had been almost a week now that he had been feeling ill. It was the previous Wednesday night he went and had a series of small fits, starting with one at the dinner table where he nearly sliced a finger off it a steak knife. Kurt was relieved when he started to get a little more colour back in his cheeks and he could get up and about without feeling dizzy again. Which was why he loosened the Nazi Nurse string a little and let Blaine come downstairs to lie on the sofa next to Kurt whilst they watched re-runs of Once Upon a Time on TV and Kurt worked on some more designs.
He had inevitably dozed off with his head in Kurt's lap, though, and with them both being home alone right now when Ellie went over to Benny's place for dinner, Kurt set his sketch pad aside and gave into the cosy comfort of just being with his husband, sitting there stroking his fingers through Blaine's soft curls while he watched him sleep. But that was when there was a knock at the living room door and Kurt looked up to find one of his housekeeping staff there. "A Santana Lopez here to see you, sir. She says she is an old friend...?" Kurt heard the lingering question in the tone and he frowned in confusion and shock.
He nodded. "She is. You can show her in," he murmured. He had no idea if this would be brief or what the hell it was all about, so he stayed seated where he was for now. If it sounded like it would be something a little more epic, he would move to somewhere more conducive.
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Jun. 19th, 2012 02:21 amrockstarwarbler.livejournal.comOkay, schedule's staying clear for another week #familyTLC
justbeingaqueen.livejournal.comWho: justbeingaqueen and woman_or_a_girl
What: Just a little confession about something not so little
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home, Upper East Side
When: Monday morning
Quinn and Kurt had a standing appointment every second Monday. They never had the same thing planned for each time, but it was their time and had been for years since Kurt got better and accepted his fag hags back into their rightful place in his life. As it was, he even eventually agreed to be godfather to Mercedes son, Darius, and ever since marrying Blaine, family had been one of Kurt's biggest focuses in his life. His career and his family, but family always first, and that included his extended family. Quinn and 'Cedes had always been his fag hags, and they always ensured time for each other, no matter what. Even if they all had their hands full with work or kids, this time ever fell by the wayside.
Today, though, with Blaine not well, Kurt wanted to stay close to home. The kids were in their last week at school before the summer break, so the home was quiet and they had a lavish morning tea spread out in front of them courtesy of Kurt's old housekeeper, Mrs Martin, who was still going strong. Real English tea and freshly baked scones and cakes. Kurt came back after checking in on Blaine, who was awake upstairs, but still not feeling well enough to be up and about yet. He sat down and took her hand with a smile. "How have you been, darling? The brood not giving you any grey hairs?"
justbeingaqueen and woman_or_a_girlWhat: Just a little confession about something not so little
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home, Upper East Side
When: Monday morning
Quinn and Kurt had a standing appointment every second Monday. They never had the same thing planned for each time, but it was their time and had been for years since Kurt got better and accepted his fag hags back into their rightful place in his life. As it was, he even eventually agreed to be godfather to Mercedes son, Darius, and ever since marrying Blaine, family had been one of Kurt's biggest focuses in his life. His career and his family, but family always first, and that included his extended family. Quinn and 'Cedes had always been his fag hags, and they always ensured time for each other, no matter what. Even if they all had their hands full with work or kids, this time ever fell by the wayside.
Today, though, with Blaine not well, Kurt wanted to stay close to home. The kids were in their last week at school before the summer break, so the home was quiet and they had a lavish morning tea spread out in front of them courtesy of Kurt's old housekeeper, Mrs Martin, who was still going strong. Real English tea and freshly baked scones and cakes. Kurt came back after checking in on Blaine, who was awake upstairs, but still not feeling well enough to be up and about yet. He sat down and took her hand with a smile. "How have you been, darling? The brood not giving you any grey hairs?"
elliehummerson.livejournal.comWho? justbeingaqueen and elliehummerson
What? Revelations
When? Thursday afternoon, after Glee
Where? The Hummel-Anderson home
Ellie came home right after Glee in a relatively bad mood. Not an angry mood so much as a concerned one when Benny Puckerman hadn't showed up for Glee, which would've been bad enough if she didn't already have a lot on her mind. She'd gotten home from school and immediately changed into her favorite pajamas with Mushu from Mulan on them. For all the fashion sense coming at her from one of her dads, when it came to pajamas? She was her daddy's daughter through and through.
She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, laptop and a bunch of printouts spread out in front of her as she tried to focus on her project. It was a pretty intense project for her English class, a final exam grade, and a huge presentation, but she just couldn't get past one bit of information she'd found in her research, and her head was spinning a little with the knowledge she'd found.
As hard as she tried to focus, she was really struggling, a conversation she knew she needed to have kept coming to the forefront while actually working on her project was falling by the wayside. After about 45 minutes of seriously trying to force her personal connection to the whole thing aside until she finished, Ellie realized that was all in vain, and set aside her pen, picking up one very old article she'd printed from the New York Times archive at school. Reading over the headline for the millionth time, though she'd memorized it by now, she tucked the paper under her arm and padded barefoot down the hallway to her dad's studio. Knocking lightly, she called out in a soft voice, "Dad, it's me. Can I come in?"
justbeingaqueen and elliehummersonWhat? Revelations
When? Thursday afternoon, after Glee
Where? The Hummel-Anderson home
Ellie came home right after Glee in a relatively bad mood. Not an angry mood so much as a concerned one when Benny Puckerman hadn't showed up for Glee, which would've been bad enough if she didn't already have a lot on her mind. She'd gotten home from school and immediately changed into her favorite pajamas with Mushu from Mulan on them. For all the fashion sense coming at her from one of her dads, when it came to pajamas? She was her daddy's daughter through and through.
She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, laptop and a bunch of printouts spread out in front of her as she tried to focus on her project. It was a pretty intense project for her English class, a final exam grade, and a huge presentation, but she just couldn't get past one bit of information she'd found in her research, and her head was spinning a little with the knowledge she'd found.
As hard as she tried to focus, she was really struggling, a conversation she knew she needed to have kept coming to the forefront while actually working on her project was falling by the wayside. After about 45 minutes of seriously trying to force her personal connection to the whole thing aside until she finished, Ellie realized that was all in vain, and set aside her pen, picking up one very old article she'd printed from the New York Times archive at school. Reading over the headline for the millionth time, though she'd memorized it by now, she tucked the paper under her arm and padded barefoot down the hallway to her dad's studio. Knocking lightly, she called out in a soft voice, "Dad, it's me. Can I come in?"
♥ The Hummel-Anderson Family
Jun. 15th, 2012 04:53 pmjustbeingaqueen.livejournal.comPARENT(S)
Kurt & Blaine Hummel-Anderson
CHILDREN
Ellie, aged 17
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Kurt & Blaine Hummel-Anderson
CHILDREN
Ellie, aged 17
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