Wanna make a testament cosplay....

i heard about your lessons, but lessons are so cold.

When Kurt got dressed for school on Monday, he had one goal in mind: he had to look hotter than ever before. 

Honestly, that was a hard feat since, come on. Kurt wasn’t that confident all the time, but he knew his ass looked good in pretty much every single thing that existed. This had to go farther, though, which would honestly be uncomfortable; Kurt liked layers and scarves and cravats, and, while they were fashionable and beautiful, they weren’t hot. Definitely not tempt your teacher so much he lets you blow him for an A hot.

First, Kurt decided to style his hair in a more messy fashion. He rarely did the bedhead type look, but he knew it got guys (and some girls) going for him. Then he went through several outfits before finally settling on some skin-tight and skin-showing numbers. He had one of his few pairs of shorts on, a blue pair with red, floral detail that wore like second skin on top of him. The shorts were tight and fitted and really showed off his long, toned legs (he may have thanked Coach Sylvester out loud for her workouts as he inspected his legs in the mirror). For a shirt, Kurt layered an undershirt under a white, nearly sheer, short-sleeve button down, which he unbuttoned enough to show off some of the undershirt. His arms definitely looked nice from all the lifts and push ups he had done over the past three years, which caused another thank you to Coach from the middle of his room. He definitely looked hot, if maybe a bit different from usual. Kurt also brought a sweater just in case the building was cold, but the weather had been so hot he doubted he would need it. Honestly, he’d probably more likely use it to hide his outfit for a little bit.

Since he was already up early, he went out and got a box of donuts for his dad’s garage, which he did once a week. Well, once a week if his dad was in town. Before he left the bakery, Kurt grabbed an extra one he stored carefully in his lunchbox, smiling to himself at the thought. His contribution so early in the week and in the morning was definitely appreciated by everyone there, and Kurt even noticed a few double takes at his outfit. Of course, his dad didn’t even blink an eye and no one said anything, but Kurt was pretty sure some of them were actually kind of digging it.

When he got to school, a lot of people definitely gawked, since it was way more skin than Kurt ever really showed. Even Mercedes and Marley looked a bit confused, but Kurt just said he wanted to dress for the weather, and they soon forgot about it as they gossiped over lunch. They had missed Kurt the past week, since he’d been skipping out on lunch to go get Starbucks.

Finally, it was math time. Kurt put on his sweater, wrapping it around himself as he got to class several minutes early. He smiled pleasantly at Puck as he put his stuff down on his seat. Kurt pulled out the pastry from his lunchbox and, the sweater still wrapped around him, walked over to Noah’s desk. “Hi,” Kurt said. “I wanted to give you this as an apology. Don’t worry; I got a dozen for my dad and his employees before school started, and I just thought I’d give you one,” Kurt explained as he handed the donut bag to his teacher. “I figured you could use something sweet.” 

With the subtlest of winks, Kurt walked back to his desk, front and center. Some kid was in the seat behind him already, and an idea popped into his head. Kurt leaned forward over his own desk, as if he wanted to talk to the guy in the seat behind him.

“Hi,” Kurt said with a smile painted onto his face, “We’re just going to talk for a little bit. Feel free to tell me what’s going on. Or just stay silent. I don’t really care.” Kurt beamed even brighter and shifted his weight a bit so his ass was basically on full display for his teacher. Kurt was pretty sure Noah was looking his way, but even if he wasn’t, he was bound to look up at any moment and see what was right in front of him. “My name’s Kurt Hummel, obviously,” Kurt said cheerily. “And you are?”