We Are Butterflies.
Chapter 1 – A Kiss On The Doorstep.
Kurt didn't live to far from the city centre. It was about a 20 minute walk to get to the movies. It was spring but the nights were still crisp cold and Kurt and Blaine never expected the freezing breeze. They held each other tight; hand-in-hand, shoulders touching, they walked back to Kurt's house. Blaine was probably planning on getting a cab home from Kurt's house but he was too happy to care.
"Here we are." Kurt muffled, breaking the silence of the freezing walk home. The plummet in temperature and the ice breeze took away Kurt and Blaine's breath, leaving it near impossible to breathe let alone speak.
They approached the front door but before Kurt thought about pulling his key out of his pocket he spoke again, "Blaine," Kurt pulled Blaine's hand so they were facing each other on the doorstep, "Thank you. Tonight was wonderful and although the movie wasn't what I was expecting, the fact we left half way through to go buy a McDonalds and just sit on a park bench and talk…I..I… Thank you." Kurt was near speechless, not because of the blasting breeze, but he was so happy, no words could describe his feelings. As if the massive grin that was plastered on his face wasn't a big enough give away.
"Thank you as well Kurt. I really enjoyed spending time with you properly, getting to know the real you and there is still so much more to find out. Oh and not to forget the shopping we did, I think you- I mean WE, got a little carried away." Blaine gestured to the many shopping bags they were just placing on the floor.
"I agree, it's late. You should get home. I would love you to stay but I don't really think it's the best option in this current situation."
"I understand."
They stood there for nearly a minute just gazing into each other's eyes. They were holding hands and they are sure they haven't let go of each other's hands all evening.
"But before I go there is something I've been waiting to do all day…" Blaine whispered pulling Kurt closer.
"Where is he?" Burt exclaimed for probably the 5th time in a row. "He said he would be back by at least 8:30. It's 10:30 now!" Burt was pacing the living room floor, sure to make a hole in it soon.
"Calm down, he'll be home soon I'm sure. Try his cell again." Carole tried to ease Burt.
"I've done that about 50 times now and he hasn't answered. I just keeps ringing. I just… I just hope he is safe! … Where did he say he was going anyway?"
Finn was up. Kurt had blackmailed him to keep cover, clearly this was failing. "He.. um.. he said he was meeting up with a few of the Glee girls. He hasn't seen them in a while.." Finn bluffed.
"Really? Cause I'm sure he mumbled something about Warblers or studying to me!" Carole replied sternly, now sitting up from the sofa.
"That's it I've had enough I'm doing to go drive around town, check he isn't dead in a pit somewhere!" Burt protested grabbing his keys off the coffee table.
"Burt!..Wait!" Carole tried to stop him but it was too late, he was nearly half way out the door.
…."But before I go there is something I've been waiting to do all day…" Blaine whispered pulling Kurt closer.
And with that they both took a big breath. The distance between their lips was soon gone and Blaine's nose brushed past Kurt's nose and was now digging into Kurt's left cheek. Their lips smacked together in passion, much more passion then the second kiss they had. Since then Blaine and Kurt have never really had much time to be alone so only sweet little pecks had been passed.
Blaine's hands were placed on Kurt waist, bringing their hips closer together, and the closest they had ever been. Kurt had been undecided whether to hold Blaine's face or to sling his arms around Blaine's shoulder. Never mind because he settled with combing the back of Blaine's head with his cold fingers.
Their lips slowly parted begging for more air when Blaine slid his tongue inside of Kurt mouth. Tongues now crashing past each other in some sort of rhythm, they started to get a bit more passionate. Heads twisting, lip sucking and biting. Now and then a little moan would escape from their mouths.
They were most definitely now warmed up and their bodies were touching more than they ever had before, letting more moans escape. They were kissing very hard now and Blaine's hair was completely ruined from Kurt's hands. Their head and tongues moving backwards and forwards in a pattern. If they hadn't been stopped soon it was bound to get a little too... serious.
Burt strode towards the front door grabbing his coat off of the banister and whipping it on him. He unlocked the front door to find that his job of going to look for his son was going to be easier than he expected.
Blaine and Kurt were too busy to notice the door open. Their eyes were tight shut so how could they see? But they certainly didn't fail to hear the door unlock which meant they had to slow the make-out session on the doorstep down to draw their attention to what made the noise.
Kurt opened his eyes before the kiss was over and before Blaine did. His stare slowly drifted over to the door to see his father standing there in shock. Kurt quickly pushed Blaine off and began to scratch the back of his head, thinking of what to say.
Blaine was a little dazed as to why Kurt had pushed him away, that was until his eyes met Burt's. "Erm.. I should probably get going.. see ya Kurt!" Blaine mumbled in a scared-shocked state as he began to back away from the house.
"No… I want to talk to you…BOTH of you" Burt didn't know how to feel. He was shocked and kind of angry. He stepped to the side. Kurt looked at Blaine in a panicked state and they both slowly stepped past Burt and into the house. Blaine moving as fast as he could past Burt, looking at him then quickly placing his gaze elsewhere, somewhere that preferably wasn't his boyfriends ass in front of him, which looked perfectly shaped in them tight red jeans.
Kurt and Blaine stood in the hallway as Kurt brushed off his jacket. Then Burt led them to the living room.
"What is it dear? What's happened?" Carole started to sound panicked, standing up from the couch. Finn was still sitting, now enjoying a bowl of Cereal at 10:30? Really Finn?
Burt walked through the door to the room with Kurt and Blaine slowly following behind, heads ducked down and looking very scared and panicked. "I don't know myself. I was hoping these two could explain themselves." Burt harshly spoke. And with that, Finn found it the perfect moment to move into the kitchen and to pretend to wash up while eavesdropping in on the conversation.
Carole moved over to where Finn had been sitting and Burt stood next to her, arms folded. While Blaine and Kurt thought it would be best to take place on the sofa. Keeping a good distance.
"Well, Kurt, do you want to explain to Carole what I just saw or do you want me to? But I'd much rather here the full story!" Kurt sat in silence head glancing around the room looking for the words to respond to Burt.
"WELL!" Burt urged him on.
"I..I.." Blaine began.
"No I would much rather here what my son has to say thank you!" Burt snapped at Blaine.
"Don't shout at him!" Kurt snapped back. Burt and Carole looked shocked at how Kurt was so protective. "What do you want me to say? I'll explain whatever, just don't get angry at Blaine for nothing!"
Burt was stunned. "Kurt dear, just.. just tell me why your father looks so … shocked." Carole spoke.
Kurt gave Blaine a quick glance who was as white as snow and looking very petrified at the floor. "Dad may or may not have opened the door to find me and Blaine on the doorstep."
"AND…" Burt finally pushed some words out.
"and," Kurt gulped, "and we were… kissing." Kurt said shakily.
Knowing Kurt would never give the full details Blaine gathered courage to speak up. "It wasn't just a kiss on the doorstep; it was more of a passionate make-out session on the doorstep.." Blaine said gingerly. Both he and Kurt shared another stare at each other.
And on the words of passionate and make-out session Finn dropped some plates "Don't worry nothing broke." Finn said all in shock as the room stared at him.
"Oh I see. Well I think some explaining needs to happen. Kurt, dear, what is going on?" Carole asked.
Kurt wasn't in the mood for telling his parents he has a boyfriend and neither was Blaine really. Blaine wanted to say everything but he knew this had to come from Kurt.
Kurt struggled to find words, so Blaine slid his hand across the distance on the sofa to grab Kurt's which lied delicately in his lap. Blaine rubbed his thumb across the top of Kurt's hand, drawing his attention to Blaine's hazel eyes which were looking at Kurt to say, you can do this, It'll be fine. The small smile that grew onto Blaine's face said the same thing. It wasn't really a smile. His cheeks lifted slightly and his lips curled; but it was the way Blaine closed his eyes for a very short moment and with a subtly nod, that Kurt knew he wasn't alone. That if this didn't work out Blaine wouldn't love him any less and he would always be there.
Kurt held Blaine's hand back stroking it as well, giving that same certain smile back. Kurt looked towards his parents. "You.. you remember when that whole evening I was playing Teenage Dream non-stop? And you asked me why I was playing it? I told you it was because I had an obsession with Katy Perry – Which I do but still, that's not the reason…" Kurt gulped knowing what he was about to say. Burt took a seat on an armchair near Carole. "Well it was that exact day that I was sitting at a desk in Dalton all by myself, decorating Pavarotti's casket when Blaine had said we should practise for our duet. I was confused as to why he chose me to sing with… That all became pretty clear when Blaine said it was to spend more time with me…." Carole and Burt were looking a little shocked. And Blaine and Kurt shared another stare. ".. Let's just say not a lot of talking happened that day." There was a little silence. "And since that moment Blaine and I.." Kurt intertwined his fingers with Blaine's. He lifted their hands briefly, adjusting his seating position, and placed the other hand on top -stroking Blaine's knuckles again. "..Blaine has been my boyfriend." Kurt said that line very shakily with gulps nearly between every word.
Burt's eyes stretched wide and Carole could feel her mouth growing a smile but when she looked at Burt, the smile soon disappeared, worried as to why he looked so angry still.
"Dad.. please say something.." Kurt begged.
"I..I.. This is all too soon. You're my little boy..," Burt said looking to Kurt's eyes. Then glancing over to Blaine, "And you… you just a couple weeks ago came to visit me to tell to me to talk to my son about sex.. This isn't right"
"I.. know this looks very wrong but then I didn't know the feelings I had for Kurt. I can promise you I have no other motives." Blaine squeaked out, terrified Burt was going to lash out at him.
"Dad, please be happy for me?" Kurt pleaded nearly crying. Burt just stared into nothingness.
"Burt, dear, you need to rest, we are all tired. Come on. We will talk about this in the morning." Carole tried to sooth Burt but he still stared, at nothing. There was silence until Blaine sighed standing up and releasing Kurt's grasp.
"I think this would be the appropriate time for me to leave. Erm.. Kurt.. I'll talk you later, okay?" He really wanted to just plant a massive sloppy kiss on Kurt's lips, but this wasn't the best time. Instead he bent down slightly and held Kurt's head as he placed a sweet kiss on his forehead. "I.." Blaine looked around the room. Realising he has never said what he is about to say and didn't plan to say it in this situation but it was true. He loved Kurt now more than ever. ".. I love you" A smile grew on both of their faces and Kurt looked up and he watched Blaine leave.
"Do you need a lift?" Carole asked.
"No I think I'll call a cab, but thank you." Blaine replied sweetly.
"No please let me. It's late and it's not safe for you to call a cab where a sex offender will probably end up driving you home. And it's too expensive"
"That's very kind thank you. I'd appreciate that."
Carole grabbed her coat and keys. Ready to leave and Kurt followed them, out the door to say goodbye. Burt and Finn had already gone to bed. "Bye.." Kurt said looking directly into Blaine's eyes on the doorstep. Carole took a couple steps already slowly walking to the car and turned to see why Blaine wasn't coming.
"Bye… and I'm sorry for getting you into.. this.." Blaine said lovingly, staring into his boyfriends eyes.
"Don't apologise, honestly I should have said something earlier to them. Lying gets me nowhere…" they both shared a little chuckle. "Did you mean that?"
"Mean what?"
"What you said, that you… love me?"
"Erm.. I had never really planned it to come out in that situation but yes. Kurt Hummel. I love you. I love you so much."
Kurt's heart raced. Since he met Blaine on the staircase at Dalton he had been longing for him to say those words, and mean it, to his face. He was breathing heavily and trying not to smile like a 5 year old. "Well… Blaine Anderson. I love you to. I always have done from the moment we met. I've never said that before but I would have thought it was obvious." They both giggled again.
Little did they know that Carole was listening and watching every single bit of this and she was nearly in tears. She pulled herself together, sighing "Sorry to disturb this oh so heart-warming moment but we really must dash. Your parents must be worried Blaine."
"Erm yeah you are right" Blaine said looking at Carole. "I… I'll text you later Kurt"
"Yeah, bye." Kurt said just standing there staring at Blaine's eyes but now his lips seem more distracting.
"Bye" Blaine said as they just stood there, not sure what to do. It was obvious they wanted to kiss they looked to Carole to see if she had anything to say.
"Go on we haven't got all day, I'm not going to deprive you of a goodbye kiss." And with Carole's words Kurt and Blaine's lips smashed together. It lasted about 7 seconds. And they held each other close.
They pulled out and shared their last goodbyes. Blaine made his way to the car with Carole. Kurt stood there smiling and waved them off. Happy and still a little bit scared of his father he stayed on the doorstep until he could see the car no more. So he entered the house again, grinning after sharing another kiss on the doorstep. I could get use to this he thought.
A/N: Thank you if you read this. I would like to thank Beatrice and Corryn for their support and advice. This is my first fan-fic and my typing and punctuation is awful so please don't judge.
I got the idea of this after thinking of how I would have wanted the next episode to go. This would never happen 'cause RIB don't roll that way ¬.¬
I'd love some reviews to see how I'm doing :)
Rated T for now 'cause it's bound to get dirtier ;) I don't know TBH.
Next Chapter: Blaine returns home. What will the parents say?
should be a quick update. LOTS OF IDEAS.
Zoe
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