Kurt is sad for while, yes. For a while he couldn't even let it go, for a while he had spent every minute of every day thinking about Blaine. He had so many thoughts swirling around his head like hornets, they weren't good, none of them were. They are still so many questions; Why did he cheat, with whom did he cheat, was it an accident, did they go to dinner first, was he better than Kurt, what did he look like, did Blaine top or bottom. It was toxic and mostly superficial, he knows it, but for some reason these are just the things that he chooses to dwell on.
Adam is a good distraction, better than school or his internship, and it does help that he is a total confidence boost. It turns into more than that quickly though, Adam is hot and funny and he takes him out after Adam's Apples rehearsals and pays for him.
"Oh, you have to see my-what my friends call-British collection." Adam tells him with a widening smile, and that's always his smile, like he is always becoming increasingly happy, and Kurt likes to think that maybe he, himself has something to do with this.
"I would love to see your British collection." Kurt laughs, eating another fry off Adam's plate, because he felt like he had to order a salad for some stupid reason that he would never give thought to again. "What is this collection of?" He adds with another laugh, not caring when he feels his nose crinkle with it.
"Well, it's of every possession I have gained till I was fourteen and moved here, of course." Adam shrugs and Kurt laughs again because Adam brings that out in him.
"Well, that must be quite the collection than." Kurt says and now they're flirting, and Kurt hasn't flirted in so long and it's fun. Adam is fun.
"You'd be surprised, never been to blessed with funds." Adam explains, smile still in place even though the conversation has veered a little more to the serious route.
"Mm, I understand that." Kurt says politely and slides his hand across the table to caress Adam's, a bold move for him, but Adam's bright smile makes it worth the risk.
"So, come on. Come back to my place." Adam says.
Kurt wants to, but he fears that Adam is looking for sex, and while Kurt is more than interested, he knows that he is not the type to have one night stands-not yet at least. "Uhh, well I would love to, but..." He trails off, cheeks flushing even deeper and he begins to retract his hand, but Adam tightens his grip before he can.
"Give me some credit." He smiles. "I like you, Kurt. Let's be friends." He says and Kurt feels like he should be offended, but he can read Adam's face which is decked with an adoring smile.
"Okay."
They go to back to Adam's, it's a small apartment and on the inside it looks very old English and that causes Kurt to match Adam's goofy smile.
"It's beautiful in here." He says, walking around the circumference of the room, studying the art on the walls and the trinkets on the shelves.
"Beautiful?" Adam frowns, coming back from the tiniest kitchenette in existence, and hands Kurt a glass of wine.
"Yeah, in a rustic way." He adds with an easy smile, and suddenly he just really wants to hug Adam. "Wine?" He gasps, and places a hand over his heart. "I'm but nineteen, sir." He's flirting again and by the smirk he receives he knows Adam loves it just as much as he does.
"But you are far beyond those few years, Mr. Hummel." He replies. "Let's watch something British, shall we?"
Kurt chooses Sherlock off Netflix after telling Adam, through giggles, that all of the actors' accents were too thick to understand. They watch half an episode, just sitting next to each other, making stupid comments about things that hold no meaning to the plot, their sides pressed together. It's then that Adam wraps an arm around Kurt's shoulders and Kurt lets his weight fall into the man's side without a thought, but feels joy and heat flushing his cheeks when he realizes that they're cuddling.
Kurt has missed this feeling. At first he didn't like it. He and Blaine would sit down on Blaine's bed, which already felt intimate. They'd watch TV and it was fun, and Kurt was content with that, but after their 'after prom make out session' in the back seat of his car, they felt more like a couple, or at least more like being intimate with each other. So cuddling always felt like it was just a way to touch without actually touching touching.
"Ew, why are they so creepy, Blaine!" Kurt shrieked and laughed at the movie they were watching. They were both resting back against the pillows of Blaine's bed, legs laid out to full length in front of them.
"You're the creepy one, Mr. Hummel." Blaine chuckled and nudged Kurt in the stomach. They banter for a moment, and that's when Kurt likes Blaine the most, when the boy acts like a rich, proper, private school boy.
Silence fell over them then, leaving to watch the movie that played on Blaine's laptop, which splayed across both of their knees. It took only a few short moments before Blaine leaned his head on Kurt's shoulder and Kurt smiled in response, but after a minute it felt weird, and he could feel his shoulders trembling with the need to be still, not wanting to upset their new position.
"This is nice." Blaine sighed contently.
"Yup." Kurt replied in a squeak.
"You're cute." Blaine smirked, and lifted his head to take Kurt's chin in his hand, forcing the other boy to look at him.
"I'm always cute." Kurt pouted playfully. "When will I be hot, or-or sexy?"
Blaine eyes widened and his cheeks flushed a tad, and Kurt should have felt triumphant from the response, but he just felt scared, like he may have done something wrong, stepped over an invisible boundary. "When you do something hot or sexy, Mr. Hummel." Cuddling died with that moment. Anytime they'd try to sit curled into each other after that night, it' would always end in something sexual. It was cute and funny at first, until Kurt realized that the only time Blaine ever touched him was when he was horny.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Adam asks, his nose rubbing lightly at the hair of Kurt's temple.
"Nothing." Kurt sighs.
"Oh, come on." Adam scoffs. "You've gone about fifteen minutes without a witty comment."
Kurt smiles softly and lifts his head a little, pulling back to look up at Adam. "I think that I'm over him." He says, then bites his lip as Adam's brows shoot up.
"Then why are you thinking about him while nestled into my side?" He asks back after a pause.
"Well, I was just thinking about how I like being nestled into this side better than his side."
Adam's chuckle ends in a sigh and he lets his head fall back to lean against the couch. He purses his lips and sways his head from side to side before letting his head fall to look at Kurt. "Whenever you're ready, I'll be whatever you want." He says, his eyes bright and sincere.
Kurt mopes for a few days in complete and utter confusion, he tries to talk to Rachel about it a few times but he always gets the same answer.
"Kurt, we moved to New York City, the city of Romance!" She tells him as she twirls around the living room. She's already said this multiple times, but being alone in the loft makes her more animated.
"Yes, but is it smart to just...rush into another relationship?" He asks from where he's lounged on the couch, a throw pillow thrown over his face.
"Of course! Haven't you ever heard of a rebound?" She asks, throwing her arms up and he knows that this is a lot of her just trying to justify whatever she's been doing with Brody.
Kurt takes her advice in the end, mostly just because he really wants to kiss Adam. It's after their 'after Adam's Apples practice milkshakes' that they actually have time to speak. A few of the other members had came with them this time, but Kurt was actually grateful because he really does need some more time to think about how he was going to do this. Part of him wants to just have an honest conversation, to tell Adam about everything that went wrong with Blaine, and then the other part of him just wants to kiss him hard and tell him that he's his now, but both those things are proving to be terrifying.
The other boys woo and wolf whistle when they leave to go back to Adam's together and Kurt blushes deep, but he finds that oddly enough, he likes the attention. "I can drive you home, if you'd like." Adam says with a polite smile.
"absolutely not." Kurt gasps, and then they're flirting again, all the way to Adam's building, all the way up the stairs and all the way over to Adam's couch.
"I-no..." Kurt grumbles, shifting his butt around and Adam watches him with an amused laugh.
"What's that, kitten?" He asks, and Kurt's heart swells at the term of endearment and it makes him flush deeper.
"This couch, it's not...doing it for me." He says finally with a laugh, shifting his butt again.
Adam cocks his head and just watches for another moment, no more laughter but he was wearing an adoring smile. "What'll do it for you?" He asks.
Kurt looks down as he shifts, making it look like he's just concentrating on his movements. "I uh..." He trails off. "We should go to your room." He nods, and sits still, looking up at Adam, eyes shifting from the man's eyes to the wall behind him.
"My room?" Adam asks, placing a hand on Kurt's knee. "So you can lay on my bed?"
"Yeah." Kurt nods.
"Is that a good idea?"
"Yeah." Another nod.
"What about the infamous ex?"
"Not a problem." He answers shortly, and is sure to look into Adam's eyes as he says it.
"Straight to the bedroom?" Adam smirks and cocks his head again.
"Is that bad?" Kurt asks, trying to draw his legs up, but Adam adds more pressure to his knee with his hand to keep them in place.
"Not at all, but will you tell me what you want from all of this?"
"I want you to be my boyfriend." Kurt says without missing a beat.
"I am." Adam smiles widely, and shimmies closer to Kurt, taking his face into his hands before kissing his lips hard.
Adam's lips are thin, and he doesn't hesitate to use tongue and Kurt moans into the kiss and it's so easy to pick up on this new style. He's never kissed someone with such thin lips. His and Blaine's kisses were always the meeting of spongy lips and they were only ever wet when they were too close to orgasm to care. Kurt moans into the kiss again, and it is liberating because he doesn't have to be quiet so parents or brothers won't hear them.
"Bed." Adam says against his lips, his voice low like Blaine's would get when he was turned on and Kurt knows that he shouldn't be comparing him to Blaine so much, but this was only his second sexual experience ever and he couldn't really help it.
"Bed." He agreed standing when Adam did. Adam throws an arm around Kurt's shoulder and steers him into his room. This time Kurt takes no time to look around and throws himself back onto the bed.
"You are gorgeous." Adam tells him and Kurt's breath stops for a moment because he had never been called such a word ever in his whole life. After taking his shirt off, Adam lays over him, sucking kisses being placed all along the long line of Kurt's neck.
Kurt arches into it and lets out another moan, his hands coming up to grip the Adam's strong biceps, not as large as Blaine's, but harder. He slides his hands up the hard muscles to run down the man's back, feeling every smooth line and crevasse, and he moans again when he feels a scar.
Adam pulls back to look down into his eyes and Kurt is finding it only a little difficult to look back, those eyes aren't the ones he's used to seeing and those eyes are just as new to him as he is to them and that thought is terrifying. His head is cleared when Adam presses his hips down and their erections are thrust together.
"Oh god, Adam!" Kurt groans out, one hand moving from Adams back to tangle in his loose, wavy, blonde hair.
"Feels so good, love." Adam mutters, pressing his forehead to Kurt's. "Going to get rid of these pesky trousers now." He kisses him before he rolls off to do as said, looking at Kurt to do the same.
"Gonna have sex with me?" He asks and flushes when the question sounds stupid aloud.
"That was the idea, kitten." Adam says with an adoring smile.
"Okay." He says back and slips his pants off, then flips so that he's laying on his stomach before the discards his black boxer briefs. He hears what sounds like a whimper come from Adam and he shoots his smile.
"I'm assuming you know how sexy your arse is?" He asks and Kurt nods which earns him a laugh. Adam places his hands on Kurt's ass cheeks, massaging them apart and then together, repeating the motion for a bit. He reaches over into his nightstand and grabs something, Kurt assumes lube.
Adam goes to work, sliding his fingers in and out of Kurt as the boy moans, whimpers, and thrashes under him. "Leaving this on?" He asks, lips moving against Kurt's t-shirt clad shoulder.
"Y-yes." Kurt replies, his voice high and soft. He calms when he feels a sweet kiss pressed to his shoulder, grateful for the immediate acceptance of his request.
"Are we doing it like this?" He asks when he has Kurt stretched around his fingers.
"What do you want?" Kurt breathes out.
"This is fine, but I wouldn't mind seeing that gorgeous face."
"Okay." Kurt says and gives a reluctant sigh when Adam wiggles his fingers out, helping Kurt flip over.
Kurt stares up at him, biting his lip. Apparently having his ass on display makes him feel less vulnerable than to have his erect cock standing proudly for Adam to see.
"Gorgeous." Adam says again and wraps a hand around Kurt's cock, giving a few jerks, which has the boy whining for more. He releases him to pick up the condom, tearing the package open. Kurt watches intently as Adam rolls it on his own rather large cock with a hiss, he'd never used those with Blaine.
"You don't have to." Kurt tells Adam at the hiss. "I'm clean, I've only ever been with Blaine."
"I haven't though." Adam says with a soft smile and then he's positioning himself at Kurt's entrance. Kurt takes a deep breath and closes his eyes letting his head fall back. The sex was amazing. It wasn't sloppy at all, Adam knew exactly what he was doing and fucked him with purpose. He came harder and faster than he ever had before. Adam didn't mind this, Kurt knew because of the praises and cursing he breathed out as he kissed all over Kurt's face.
"You know, Blaine and I used to laugh about how straight people had it all wrong and that it was homophobic to assume 'tops and bottom' but honestly, with Adam, I am a proud bottom." Kurt tells Santana a few days after when she decides she's now living at the loft.
"Could have kept that one to yourself, but I can't say that I'm not some what proud of you for getting out there and getting some." She tells him from where she's lounging in the chair next to the couch.
"Why, thank you." Kurt smiles proudly, turning his head to look at her from where he's laying on the couch, legs resting against the back, head dangling off the edge of the seat.
"I thought you'd be too prissy for a one nighter, or sorry." She says, holding up a defensive hand. "What are you guys? Fuck buddies?" She asks.
"No." Kurt says over her, giving a stern look. "We're together." He smiles.
"So soon?"
"Well, I really like him. I guess I'm lucky."
"Lucky? More like naïve." Kurt frowns, flipping over, causing him to fall off the couch.
"Am not." He all but whines.
"Are too, who goes from a relationship like the one you and Dorito brows had to another in-what? A week?" She scoffs and Kurt nods, staying silent. "Listen, I may not have the best track record, but when it come to my love life, I actually do like some commitment." He raises his brow at that. "Brittany killed me and if I were to be with someone else right now, I'd probably end up killing them."
It almost hurts that Adam is so incredibly kind when Kurt asks him to put the relationship on hold.
"I said that I'd do whatever you wanted." He shrugs and gives a warm smile.
"I know, and I really wanted this, but...it's naïve to think I can just jump into another relationship right after Blaine." Kurt explains.
"I get it, I really do." Adam replies, threading his fingers into Kurt's hair to brush it back, before moving in to place a sweet kiss on his forehead. "But-uh...you could have addressed this before I took you to bed again." He whispers and they spend the rest of the day naked in bed as friends.