the park [ kum ]

thedailykurt:

supersamson:

Sam smiled over at Kurt, blushing lightly and bumping his shoulder playfully. “I don’t know, I think you’re better at stuff than you give yourself credit for.” He shrugged, and turned back to watch Stacy and Stevie disappear around a corner. “I don’t think I have that much energy right now anyway,” he added with a laugh. “Kids are insane.”

Kurt laughed, shaking his head.  “No, no, I admit to the things I’m good at and own up to things I’m not so good at.  Dancing: good.  Running: bad.”  They headed out through the double doors, following Stacy and Stevie and nodding in agreement with him.  “Little hyperactive balls of energy,” he agreed with a small smile.  Stacy and Stevie made it to Sam’s truck before they did, Stevie turning around to them and giving them a wide-eyed, borderline impatient look.

“It’s open!” Sam shouted at Stevie across the parking lot. Stevie rolled his eyes and opened up the driver door, climbing up into the truck and scooting over into the middle. “It uh, might be a little crowded in there,” Sam said, realizing he only really had three seats. He reached the truck and opened up the passenger side door, gently lifting Stacy - who was a bit too small to climb up into the huge truck by herself - and setting her on the seat. “Scootch together so Kurt can sit here,” he told them, and Stevie groaned and rolled his eyes again. He was pretty good at it, by now. But he obeyed, and Sam smiled at Kurt before stepping around him and going to his side.