Kurt was your brother...He always practiced in his room late at night...his room was right next to yours so obviously you heard everything...but you weren't ever mad about it...you liked listening to your brother sing and play guitar while you fell asleep..you were basically inseparable with him..growing up in the shitty town with a shitty family you two basically had to stick together

Tonight is no exception he's in the other room practicing love buzz as you lay in your bed looking up at the ceiling smiling slightly..you liked this song...he was so talented..

God you were so proud of your brother

Until a few minutes later..the music stops...a soft knock coming from your door..

"..can I come in..?"

Kurt murmurs from the other side of the door