It didn't happen like in any of the movies he saw every weekend during the summer when he went with his friend Rachel to the drive-in theater. It was a confession to his best friend he had a crush on since he was fifteen; a simple statement of 'I have feelings for you' while laid out on his bedroom floor as his record player played his favorite Beatles album. He doesn't know what made him confess it then and there; maybe it was hearing those four men sing about wanting to hold somebody's hand, and realizing he wanted to do that with Blaine is what gave him the confidence.
He had first met Blaine when he moved in a few houses down the street and he went over to introduce himself when he saw the young boy who instantly caught his eye. As soon as he saw Blaine, Kurt was smitten big time, and when they became friends and really got to know each other, his feelings deepened. So, that's why after telling Blaine, he felt a thousand times better and worse after saying it, turning to see a shocked look on Blaine's face.
He remembers sitting up and immediately apologizing about saying that, telling Blaine to please not tell anyone and to forget he ever said it. Right when he was about to walk out of his room, he felt Blaine grab his wrist and spin him around and crash their mouths together.
To this day, Kurt swears he can still feel that kiss, feel the hard press of lips that fit perfectly to his, and feel the wet slide of tongues as they massaged together. He'll always remember that kiss being the one that truly made him happy after thinking he was alone in his feelings. Blaine had pulled back and said through heavy breathing, "I've wanted to do that for years."
Kurt had smiled and said they then had years to make up for, and immediately kissed him again.
From that day on that's what they did; which is how they found themselves currently lying on Kurt's bed as they make out and ignoring their homework in favor of each other.
"When's your dad get home from work?" Blaine asks as he kisses down Kurt's neck and across his collarbone.
"Not for a few more hours." Kurt responds, moaning when Blaine begins to kiss and lightly nip at the spot below his ear. At the moment his radio is playing 'Time of the Season' by The Zombies, helping to drown out any noises they are making in case his stepbrother, Finn, decides to change his mind and come home instead of staying at his friend, Puck's house for a while. "Kiss me again," he says, instantly feeling soft, wet lips on his again.
Kurt realized early on he could spend hours, maybe even days, kissing Blaine and his soft lips. After that first kiss in his room, they try to sneak away as much can be allowed and spend from a few minutes to a few hours, like right now, mostly kissing until they can't anymore.
At the moment, both of their lips are already cherry red and slightly more swollen from before and numb, but they overlook those things and continue to move their mouths together. As Blaine moves to kiss below his ear again, Kurt hears as the radio plays 'Everyday People' and moans when Blaine begins to suck on the same spot as before. Pushing at his shoulders when he stays there longer than he should, he moans as he says, "Can't leave a hickey, Blaine. My dad will be suspicious."
"Sorry," Blaine says against the skin of his neck, moving down to untuck Kurt's shirt and sucking over his left hipbone.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"Giving you a hickey where no one will see." Blaine says right before attaching his lips back to Kurt's skin.
Kurt feels as Blaine nips and sucks and licks over his skin, moaning and threading his fingers through his curls and tugging when he bites a little too hard, hearing Blaine say a quick 'Sorry' before continuing. When he begins to kiss across his stomach, Kurt whimpers at the feeling of Blaine's hot breath hitting his skin, the muscles of his stomach quivering from Blaine's soft touch of lips and fingers. His shirt is pushed up more as Blaine continues to kiss his way up his stomach and chest, finally hovering over Kurt and grinning down at him. Kurt grabs him around the neck and brings his mouth down on his and urgently kisses him, like he's wanted to for the past ten minutes. As Blaine kisses him, Kurt can feel him press where he just left a hickey over his left hipbone, making him moan into Blaine's mouth.
The loud music, and being caught up in each other, makes it hard for Blaine and him to hear the front door close with a loud bang downstairs. They are furiously kissing when Burt yells up to him, "Kurt, will you please turn down your music!" At the sound of his dad's voice, Blaine and him fly apart and begin to fix their clothes and Kurt's skewed bedspread. Once happy with how everything looks, Kurt opens his door all the way before his dad comes up to check on him, turning down the volume of the radio. He sits at his desk as Blaine lies on his stomach pretending to read his history textbook.
As if on cue, Burt appears in his doorway and smiles, saying, "You stud-Oh, hey, Blaine, didn't know you where here."
"Hello, Mr. Hummel," Blaine smiles up at him, closing his textbook and moving to sit on the edge of the bed. "Was doing my homework and helping Kurt some with his. I should be going, anyways; my mom's probably worried about where I am." Blaine grabs his school bag and flings it over his shoulder, walking out of Kurt's room, saying to him, "See you tomorrow, Kurt."
"Okay," Kurt tells him, trying to fight the blush that starts to form when Blaine winks at him when Burt can't see. "Bye." When Blaine leaves, he turns to talk to his dad, hoping there is nothing to give away what Blaine and him were really doing and asks, "Why are you home early?"
"Had no customers and scheduled appoints left today, so I decided to close early." Burt says, leaning against the doorframe and crossing his arms. "Where's your stepbrother?"
"At Puck's house for a few hours." Kurt responds, abandoning the rest of his homework for later and standing up from his desk. As he walks out of his room, he can feel where Blaine left a hickey and smiles at the memory of having his mouth on his skin. "I'm going to start dinner to help Carole out." He says over his shoulder at his dad as he reaches the bottom of the steps and walks into the kitchen.
The next day at school, Kurt stands in front of his locker as Rachel talks to him about something he isn't catching too much of. Instead, his mind is focused on Blaine a few feet down the hall rummaging in his locker, blushing and looking away when he winks at him.
"Did you see that, Kurt?" Rachel all of a sudden says, making him finally pay attention to her.
"See what?"
"Blaine just winked at me." She says with a lilt to her voice.
Kurt does everything to hold in the laugh he wants to let out, not wanting to make Rachel mad at him. Instead, he loops his arm through hers and begins to walk in the direction of their first period class. It's times like these that Kurt wishes he could scream to the world what Blaine and him have between them, but instead he listens as Rachel drones on about maybe Blaine having a crush on her.
By the time she finishes talking, he tells her, "You do remember you're going steady with Finn, or did you forget you're dating him?"
"Of course not, Kurt, it's just nice to know somebody else also likes me." Rachel says, setting her binder and textbook on her desk and running her hands behind her skirt to flatten it so she can easily sit down.
Kurt ignores her once he sees their English teacher walk into the room and tells them to be quiet.
He's sitting at a lunch table with Rachel when he sees Blaine get up and walk out of the cafeteria, tilting his head to the side when he locks eyes with him. Kurt just smiles before turning his attention back to Rachel, telling her a few seconds later that he's finished and needs to do something before the next class.
"Bye," he says as he stands up and leaves, headed for where Blaine is waiting for him.
They found the small closet one day a few months before when they couldn't wait to get home to one of their empty houses, and discovered the empty, abandoned storage closet that looked like it hadn't been cleaned in years. Overlooking the dirtiness of the room, Kurt had pushed Blaine up against the door and kissed him like his life depended on it.
Now, when he opens the door, the closet is cleaner after Kurt had Blaine help him clean it one day when everyone was eating lunch. He feels himself pulled inside, and closes the door behind him before Blaine crashes their mouths together in a heated kiss. He groans when Blaine pushes him up against the door; wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck and glad to be doing this with him.
He's glad to be doing this with someone who knows what it's like to have to pretend to be someone else around everyone they know. Before Blaine, Kurt was so alone that he thought he would never find someone who knew what he was going through, and the problems of having to hide who he really was. But with Blaine, for a few stolen moments, whether in a closet or an empty house, they can be themselves and enjoy the other person without the worries of the world turning their backs on them if they were to be found out. Even though stolen, Kurt still takes these moments alone with Blaine, because without them, he would lose himself in the person he was pretending to be.
"Oh, my God, I have to tell you something." He says as Blaine begins to kiss at his neck, trying to hold back the laugh at the memory from earlier that day. "You will never guess what Rachel thought this morning."
"What?" Blaine asks as he pulls back to look at him, and Kurt seeing his eyes full of joy and warmth like they always are when he's with him.
"Rachel thinks you like her." Kurt giggles after he says it, burying his face in the side of Blaine's neck to silence his laughter.
"Why would she think that?" Blaine curiously asks, unsure of how she could reach that conclusion when he did nothing to egg her on.
"Remember when you winked at me?" Kurt sees Blaine nod his head yes at the question. "Well, she somehow thought that was for her, and now she thinks you have a crush on her."
"Too bad I can't tell her I'm already spoken for by a pretty amazing person." Blaine says as his voice breaks. Kurt knows he's thinking about their situation and having to do what they do just to be together.
Cupping the side of his face, he kisses him and says with a soft voice, "Yeah, I wish I could tell everybody, too, but it's safer this way."
"I hate keeping you a secret." Blaine grumbles against his neck after he buries his face there.
"Hey, look at this way," Kurt whispers into his ear, "at least I get to be your secret. Can you imagine if I never told you how I felt. We would probably still be dancing around each other, trying to deny our feelings."
"I'm so glad for that day in your room when you told me the truth." Blaine says when he picks his head up and smiles at him, pushing Kurt's hair back from where it's fallen across his forehead.
"Yeah, me too." Kurt says right before leaning forward and kissing Blaine again, and forgetting everything else for the next ten minutes.
When they do manage to pull apart, both of them are pulling in deep breaths and lips are wet and redder than before. Knowing they have less than five minutes before the bell rings, they begin to fix their clothes and hair.
"Hey, when should you be getting your letter from NAYDA?" Blaine asks as he straightens his shirt and bowtie.
"In the next week," Kurt answers, running his hands down the front of his shirt to get out any wrinkles that might be there. "Will you still be with me when I open it?"
"Of course I will, silly, I want to be the first one to congratulate you." Blaine smiles at him and kisses him one more time.
It amazes Kurt sometimes how much confidence Blaine has in him when all he can think about is 'what if.' But for now, he lets himself think about his life in New York if he does get in, and how it could be so much easier once there.
"See you later, Blaine. I love you." Kurt says right before stepping out of the closet, hearing Blaine say he loves him, too, and walking away, heading for his next class, trying not to act like he spent most of his lunch making out with his boyfriend. As he walks, he hears a wolf-whistle and knows Blaine is the one to do it, making him blush.
'Some secrets,' Kurt thinks as the bell rings and signals the end of lunch, 'are so worth having.'
A/N The songs mentioned are I Want to Hold Your Hand by The Beatles, Time of the Season by The Zombies, Everyday People by Sly and the Family Stone.