He sped through his try-out with precision and had all of them cheering for him. The coach already loved his enthusiasm for the game. She had clapped him on the back and told him that he was a shoe in for making the senior Varsity team.
He had grinned back at her and thanked her for the chance.
He was put on the team, he was made running-back, because they already had a decent Quarterback. Finn.
Blaine liked him, he seemed like a pretty decent guy, caring, open, honest. Blaine hadn't really spoken to any of his new team, but he could tell that most of them were great people.
He had been open about his sexuality at his old school, but he supposed he had to tread carefully in this new environment. There wasn't very many people in Ohio that you could trust would accept a homosexual on the football team. Especially when the guys had to change in the locker room together.
There were already a few people on the team that he could see himself being very good friends with. Sam Evans was Full-back, Mike Chang was Half-back, Finn Hudson was Quarterback and Noah 'Puck' Puckerman was Wide-receiver.
There were also quite a few he knew he couldn't trust on the team, especially not with his secret. But he hoped that eventually they would all be friends.
As Blaine made his way down the corridor from the locker room, he heard a loud clatter and a couple of squeals from the hall, so he stopped and backtracked a little to peek inside.
It was the cheerleaders, Cheerios, they were practising, but most of them now were on the floor of the hall. Obviously they had just fallen, which was probably what the noise equated too. Blaine watched as their coach was shouting at them through her megaphone, and he winced a little as a couple of girls got up from the floor limping.
It must be hard being a cheerleader.
Blaine was just about to turn and leave when his eyes caught pale skin, chestnut coloured hair, and bright blue-green eyes. His eyes widened as he took in the silhouette of the guy, by the coach's side, directing the girls into positions. Blaine felt a familiar feeling of desire shoot through his stomach, taking in the lithe, lightly muscled form in the tight cheerleading outfit.
Who was this guy? And why was he so gorgeous?
"Hey." A voice came by his ear, and Blaine turned abruptly, coming face to face with Puck.
"Oh hey."
"Spying on the girls huh?" Puck said as his face melted into a smirk, before he peeked inside the hall for a second too, "You know, some of them don't even wear panties when they cheer at our games."
"What?"
"But we know it's only to make us try harder," Puck carried on, not realizing Blaine's uncomfortable stance, "get our blood pumping for the game you know."
"Sure, I guess." Blaine shrugged.
Puck clapped him on the back as he laughed.
"Don't get caught..." Puck said as he slunk off, "coach is coming."
Blaine looked back to see their coach approaching the door with a curious but deadly stare, and he ran to catch up with Puck around the corner. Puck laughed as he punched his arm, before throwing an arm over Blaine's shoulder, as he was a little shorter than Puck, and guided him out of the school doors.
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Santana and Brittany were still giggling as they all left the gym, the new girls on the team were being kicked off because they caused a lot of injuries today. Kurt was following behind them and rolled his eyes.
"Santana, it's not funny, Melissa sprained her ankle, and I'm pretty sure that Felicity has a broken wrist." Kurt said as he and Santana glared at each other.
"Whatever, lady lips, it just means that there is more spaces for us at the game next week." Santana cattily told him, and he sighed.
"Maybe we should send flowers to the girls in hospital." Brittany mused and Kurt placed a hand on her shoulder.
"The injuries weren't that bad, Britt, they'll be back in school on Monday." Kurt comforted her, and she nodded as she thought about it.
"Britt, seriously, they will be ok," Santana reassured her, and then turned back to Kurt, as Quinn caught up to them, "So Hummel, you crashing that Berry girl's party with us tonight?"
"I don't know, I have a lot of homework to catch up on." Kurt said as they approached their cars, in the designated Cheerio side of the parking lot.
"Just do what I do, find a nerd to do it for you." Santana shot him a grin and he frowned at her.
"No, Santana, I will not do that."
"Your loss, snooty smurf." She said with a shrug, "But you'll miss a hell of a party, Puckerman's bringing his boys, and there'll be booze."
"Santana, don't you think you should be a little more careful, Puck isn't very trustworthy you know." Quinn said with a frown as she stood next to Kurt.
"Just because you don't like him, miss high and mighty, doesn't mean I can't." Santana told her, narrowing her eyes, and Quinn sighed.
"Whatever."
"Ok, girls, put the claws away," Kurt said with a small smirk, "maybe I'll try and make it."
Santana threw him a small victory smile, as she and Brittany climbed into her tiny red sports car.
"See you there, Hummel!" She called as she drove off, and Kurt turned to Quinn.
"I don't know why you entertain her Kurt," Quinn said as Kurt unlocked the car, "you let her dictate what you do...all the time."
"I'd rather be on Santana's good side, Quinn," Kurt said as he said into the drivers seat, "I'm the one that lifts her up in the air, remember, she threatened me once, that she wouldn't wear underwear, I have to keep that in mind."
"Oh Kurt, really?" Quinn said with a raised eyebrow and an unimpressed look.
"I don't want to see that!" He said as he started the drive to Quinn's house.
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Blaine had been dragged out to the first high school party he had ever been to. Puck had promised him that he would have a good time, it wasn't there party, they were crashing someone elses, and she had not been happy when Puck forced his way inside her house.
Rachel was loud, and had been following Puck around, demanding that he and the rest of the jocks leave, but after a while Puck just stood her in front of Finn, and she calmed down. Blaine had shaken his head as she rolled a piece of her hair while smiling up at the quarterback. Completely mesmerized.
Puck threw Blaine a beer, but Blaine refused to drink, preferring to just watch things around him.
The football team had managed to drag the cheerleaders out to the party too. A couple of girls had sat to talk to Blaine. He smiled at them, as they chatted. He didn't really understand the girls' need to talk to him, he was new after all, but he guessed it was because he was on the football team.
He was polite and answered questions when they asked, but other than that, he really wasn't interested, and after a while they moved on to the next football jock.
Blaine decided to hang out with Finn and Sam, in the back yard, trying to keep himself away from the girls inside.
Finn, Sam, Mike and Puck had become pretty good friends of his after only a week, and Blaine felt more comfortable around them than around anyone else. Puck was passing out booze to everyone that attended the party, and eventually sent someone else to go and get more.
The party was loud and messy. Blaine felt sorry for Rachel, she had to clean up after everyone left.
Puck was causing a commotion in the house, and there was a loud smash followed by cheers, and Rachel huffed as she hurried inside to find out what it was.
"Hudson and Berry sitting in a tree..." Sam started and they all laughed at Finn's flushed face.
"Shut up." He nudged Sam, who nearly fell over from the force of it, but he burst out laughing as he sat in one of the yard chairs.
Blaine decided to sit down too. While the guys picked up conversation about the game next week, Blaine's eyes wandered around the yard, watching other people for a while, then his eyes landed on a familiar shade of pale skin, and brown hair.
He focused his gaze towards where the gorgeous guy was sitting with some other cheerleaders, watching him smile and laugh as they conversed.
"Finn?" Blaine asked as he leaned into Finn's space, and the quarterback turned to him with a smile.
"Yeah?"
"Who's that guy with the Cheerio girls?" Blaine asked as he pointed over to the others, and Finn turned.
"Oh, that's Kurt," Finn said with a smile, "my step-brother."
"Your brother?" Blaine raised both eyebrows as he looked from Finn to Kurt and back again.
"Yep, our parent's got married last year, Kurt was the wedding planner." Finn explained, with a small smile.
"Oh?" Blaine questioned, and Finn turned his head to him a little abruptly.
"Wait...you don't have a problem with him do you?" Finn said with a small frown, leaning into Blaine's space a little with narrowed eyes, "I know he's gay, but he's my brother dude, if you have a problem with that-"
"No, no, I don't," Blaine quickly reassured, "I was just curious...I've seen him around and-"
"Are you gay Blaine?" Sam suddenly asked, and Blaine almost choked.
"What?" He said in a small timid voice.
"I mean, it's ok if you are, we won't say anything." Mike added kindly and they were all staring at Blaine and waiting.
"Erm...I-I..." Blaine stammered a little, and then swallowed loudly, before nodding his head a little, figuring if he was going to trust anyone, it would be these guys.
Sam and Mike grinned back at him, and Finn placed a hand on his shoulder.
"It's ok dude, don't worry."
Blaine smiled at them all gratefully, before his eyes drifted back over to Kurt and the girls, and Finn seemed to notice so he stood up quickly.
"Let's go over and say hi, come on, I'll introduce you." Finn said with a sly grin, and Sam and Mike hurried over to the girls first.
"Ok." Blaine said as he stood too.
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"Look out, Hudson and his gang of titans are approaching." Santana said as Sam and Mike scuttled over to sit with them, and Kurt turned to see Finn dragging the new guy on the team over to them too.
"Hey Pillsbury dough boy." Santana said with a smile and a wink at Finn, and he rolled his eyes.
"Hey Santana," He said with another eye roll, "Everyone this is our new teammate, Blaine Anderson, running back."
Blaine gave a small wave around, and then Finn pushed him into the seat right beside Kurt.
"And this is my little brother Kurt." Finn said to Blaine as he ruffled Kurt's hair.
Kurt made an indignant squawk and batted Finn's hand away with a glare.
"Only a month older, Finn." Kurt said and then threw a smile at Blaine as he held out a hand for him to shake, "Nice to meet you."
"You too." Blaine said as he shook his hand, but Blaine's brain had shut down.
Kurt was warm, and his voice was sultry, it made shivers race down Blaine's spine as he spoke. His hand was warm and soft, but firm. Immediately Blaine had to calm his racing pulse. He looked back at Finn as he grinned at him, and Blaine almost felt uncomfortable, like he was being set up.
Conversation started up again around him, but he couldn't concentrate on it, because Kurt was so close. The seat wasn't really big enough for two people, but somehow he and Kurt fit in it, although the warm thigh pressed against his own made it a little harder to concentrate on anything else.
"So Blaine, where did you transfer from?" Kurt turned to talk to him, and Blaine couldn't help but stare at his lips, before looking into Kurt's shimmering eyes.
"Erm... Chicago." Blaine said in a little bit of a choked voice, so he coughed to clear his throat as Kurt gave him a soft smile.
"Why did you move?" he asked and Blaine shrugged with his own smile.
"My mom got a new job...we had to move closer."
"Do you miss your old school?" Kurt asked, his kind and curious eyes staring into Blaine's, and Blaine started to feel hot.
"Very much," He said, voice coming out lower than he intended, and Kurt's pupils dilated a little, what was going on? "but so far, McKinley hasn't been bad, so it's ok."
"Great." Kurt said as he looked over Blaine's face with a calculating look, and Blaine shifted a little.
"Do you have a girlfriend Blaine?" Came a pretty voice from across the circle of girls, and Blaine looked over to a girl with long blonde hair, and he shook his head, offering a small smile.
"Do you want one?" came a voice in his ear, opposite side from Kurt and he turned his head sharply to see a sharp looking pair of brown eyes looking back at him, and a smirk on bright pink lips.
"Santana." Kurt said in a warning tone from Blaine's other side, and she shrugged as she turned back to her own conversation, "Sorry about her, she doesn't know when to shut up."
"That's ok." Blaine told him, and shifted in his seat a little more, Kurt noticed he was a little uncomfortable and he moved himself over to the other side a little more, their legs now not touching and Blaine heaved a small sigh of relief.
What is happening to him? He did not know.
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It was game day. Blaine's first game at McKinley.
He was nervous this time.
There were a lot of people in the stands for a high school football game. Then again this was one of the bigger high schools in Lima, and a lot of parents loved football.
Blaine ran out onto the field behind Sam and Mike, and tried to ignore the amount of screams and cheers that nearly blew out his eardrums. The other guys were waving and high fiving each other, and Puck was performing some kind of dance to the crowds, but Blaine kept his head down a little and stayed close to Finn.
After a pep talk from their coach, game time was called and all of them got into position.
Sam nodded at him as they lined up in front of Finn, and Blaine eyes wandered over the guys in front of them, calculating who was the runner out of all of them, his gaze landed on number 52, thighs and calves were shivering in anticipation for his run, like Blaine's own.
But the other guy hadn't guessed that he was the running back yet. And Blaine smirked behind his helmet.
Finn started off the game, counting out his strategic numbers and Blaine tensed as the ball was snapped back, and then he sprang away, running straight past the other team, avoiding arms and shoulders made to stop him.
Blaine had always been fast. And a good catch.
Finn threw the ball down field to him, and he caught it, before being tackled by one of the other guys waiting in defense. He went down hard, but he wasn't injured. The crowd cheered though because he had managed to get first down.
They drew up the line again, and managed to push through the opposing teams defensive line, to push it all the way to fourth down.
It was time now for a touchdown, and with 5 minutes still left to go in their first quarter, it was up to Blaine to get it there.
Finn was smiling over at the side, by the stands, and Puck was blowing kisses to somebody, and then Blaine remembered that the Cheerios were out for them. He glanced over to watch them a little, spotting Kurt standing to the side cheering the team on along with the girls and he grinned a little.
Blaine was still staring when the ball was snapped, and he fumbled a little as the other team was coming towards him, but he managed to dodge a couple of guys to get an opening to run. And run he did.
Turning back towards his team as he neared the end zone, he only just spotted the ball coming towards him through the air, and he had to jump a little to catch it, and as he landed he threw the ball to his feet and the crowds exploded into cheers.
Blaine grinned to himself then lifted his head to watch the cheerleaders performing a little victory stunt, Kurt threw Santana up in the air and caught her on his shoulders with ease, bending a little to steady her, and then she flipped off. Blaine was impressed, if only because he liked strong guys like himself.
He liked a guy he could be evenly matched with, and he knew from looking at Kurt that they were the same height, and maybe weighed about the same. They were both fit, had muscles, and Kurt probably had abs too, but the main things about it was, that Blaine always imagined being lifted in strong arms.
He could lift too, obviously, his weight training wasn't for nothing, but he had always wanted to be on the other side of that lift too. And he believed Kurt might be the one to do it.
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Kurt was intently watching just one person on the football field. Santana had snarked at him all through the performance that his ass wasn't focused and he was going to drop her, but he just waved her away from him, irritably, and went back to watching the dark, curly haired, sexy as hell running back as he ran across the field.
Blaine had been avoiding a lot of the bigger jocks at the other end of the field as he ran, but Kurt could tell he wasn't at his best. And he thought he knew why.
A few times, he had seen Blaine looking over at where the Cheerios were standing. Finn had told him that Blaine was gay, so Kurt knew it wasn't the girls that were distracting, even though some of them were not wearing underwear.
Kurt blanched as a shiver ran down his spine, he was glad he had been lifting Santana and Quinn throughout this performance, they wore everything the uniform required at least.
Kurt was intently staring at Blaine, and as Blaine glanced their way, he caught Kurt's stare and held it for a second before he was slammed to the ground.
Kurt flinched as he watched it unfold and the crowd booed, and as Blaine got up to shake himself off, Kurt smirked a little to himself. So he WAS the distraction.
He shook his head as he wandered towards the stands. He wouldn't like Blaine being reprimanded for not playing with his head in the game, so he decided to hide himself for the rest of the fourth quarter.
Blaine was playing better after seeing that Kurt had disappeared, and Kurt secretly smiled and blushed to himself as he watched the way he moved. Blaine was fast, he was strong, he was good, he was incredibly hot.
Kurt bit his lip as he watched those slim but muscular legs move him down the field, and suddenly he had to cool himself down.
