Hey guys! I have been saying that I was having thoughts about writing a spin-off to my story Web Of Lies, but I couldn't decide on if it would be any good. So I decided there was only one way to find out. LET YOU GUYS DECIDE FOR ME! So this is basically a preview of what would be to come. I'm going to put this as a one shot for now, but if you guys tell me to keep going, that's just what I'll do. So if you like, tell me. Otherwise, this wont go anywhere!
*Mystery Boy*
Blaine stepped into the pulsing atmosphere. He didn't know why he come here, raves were never his thing. The music didn't peak his interest, nor did the dark setting. Everything was just so awkward. But it was a change. Blaine needed that.
Ever since he broke up with Kurt, that was all that had seemed to be happening. Change. Everything was changing. Kurt barely spoke to him, and in turn was all over Puck.
Just the thought of Kurt kissing Puck made Blaine nauseous. He did his best to avoid thinking about the two. He needed to move on. He needed to change.
So here he was. At a rave. Loud music, colorful lights, and all. And he had never felt so different. He couldn't yet decide if the difference was good or bad. Just, different.
Blaine stopped for a second. The pumping beat had ceased and so did the rest of the crowd's movement. It was very quiet, and everyone seemed to be looking in the same direction. It was as if they were watching some holy being walk in front of them. They were all entranced by whatever, or whomever was up on stage.
Blaine grew curious. He wanted to see what was so interesting. So he tried his best to get through the crowd, breaking his own personal rules as he had to push and shove his way past people who seemed too enthralled by the front of the room to maintain common courtesy. That's when it began.
The music was rather swift, but there was almost no baseline to it. It was almost… cold. At least, that was the feeling it gave to Blaine. Goosebumps began to arise on his forearms, and he felt a shiver coming up his spine. He paused right in his spot to take it in.
Like I said, Blaine was never drawn to this type of music, so this was new to him. The feelings, the way his body reacted, everything was… different. It was a change. And he was growing to like it.
Eventually, the baseline began. Blaine felt the thumping in the floor. He felt it in his ears. But most of all, he felt it in his core. It got to the point where he could have sworn that his heart beat, and the beat of the music were synchronized. He couldn't tell for sure, but it sure as hell felt like it.
The goose bumps grew more pronounced.
Then, the ripping. It was as if someone were tearing a riff through sound itself. It was low at first, but it grew stronger, and stronger. Steadily, the sound grew until the entire room was filled by it. And then…
BAM!
It hit Blaine like a ton of bricks. All of the sounds became one. One melodic harmony. The thumping filled his soul, and his skin felt as if it were being tickled by feathers. The goose bumps on his arms looked like brail as he examined them. He ran his fingers across his left arm, and the contact felt amazing. He closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh of relief.
This was what he needed. To relax. Blaine had been so tense lately. Thinking about everything that was going wrong. But now, now everything that was wrong, was gone. And Blaine was here. In euphoria.
He kept walking forward until he was in front of the crowd. The wildly, dancing crowd. Everyone moved insanely, but in beat. The lights were flickering. Red, pink, yellow, then red again, then blue, then green, the purple, and so forth. There was so little even tone, and Blaine was so high of the music, that he could barely see when he was directly under the stage.
He looked up when he realized where he was, and that's when he saw him. Quite possibly the most beautiful man on Earth. Right above him, spinning records, and creating this orgasmic sound that filled Blaine's ears. And his soul.
Blaine felt it. He felt them music. He felt all of the emotions. The sex. The anger. The pain. The joy. He felt the passion.
Passion.
That was something Blaine hadn't felt in a while now. And certainly never this strongly. But now, in this moment, with these feelings flowing through him, and this boy in front of him, he felt it.
He felt the boy.
He felt him.
Him.
It was him.
Blaine was feeling this boy's feelings. He was latching onto his passion. And it was so strong. Blaine needed to get a better view of him.
He backed up a bit to see the boy in full display.
This mysterious, passionate being, was other worldly. He had long, silky, black hair that flowed down his back and over his shoulders. It gleamed with every change of color in the light.
He had faint facial hair. The full beard and mustache clearly growing back from being shaved away. Blaine imagined how that scruff would feel rubbing against his face. Probably just as erotic as this song.
And his arms. They looked so strong as he moved them from place to place on his turn table. And he had tattoos. Normally, Blaine would stray form these, as they were normally a sign of trouble. But right now, he wanted nothing more than to trace them with his tongue, outlining every single spot of ink with his mouth.
Blaine swayed back and forth, watching the boy do his work. His mystery boy's eyes were closed, but Blaine felt like he was fucking him, right then and there. Without even looking at him. Without even knowing Blaine was there, this boy was making love to him.
The baseline picked up, and Blaine couldn't take it anymore. The thumping got harder, the pulsing got stronger, the shredding became louder. And then it happened.
Blaine could feel himself exploding into his pants. The passion this boy was sharing with Blaine, all building up and spilling over. Blaine let out a loud moan, but no one heard him over the music. No one except his mystery boy. The one who he came for.
As soon as Blaine opened his eyes, they were met by the gaze of the other boy's. he was boring a hole, deep enough to reach into Blaine's soul, right through his eyes. Blaine could feel it. The passion. The sex. Everything was building up again. Blaine was about to lose it twice in less than a minute.
But then it stopped. Everything went dead, and then a live at the same time.
The crowd was fleeing. Some screaming police. Others just screaming.
Blaine looked up to the stage and the boy was gone. Then he snapped out of it. There was no longer a spell being cast upon him, and so he caught up with reality. People were running. This was a rave.
The police were here!
Blaine tried to run, but he was too late. An officer grabbed hold of his arm and that was the end.
GLEE!
The next morning, Blaine walked through the front doors of McKinley High and went straight t his locker. He simply was not in the mood to run into Puck and Kurt somewhere being all couply. His parents had to come pick him up from the police station last night and instead of being normal people and grounding him, they just irritated him with questions all night long.
It's not that Blaine didn't love his parents, but sometimes, he wished they were a little more like other people's parents were. Strict and misunderstanding. Not compromising and open minded.
He swiftly got his things for first period and closed his locker, turning away to head to class.
That's when he saw the long, silky, black hair. The tattooed, muscular arms. The facial hair. Standing right across the hall form him, bobbing his head to some music, was the mystery boy from last night. The boy who shared all of that passion with Blaine.
Standing right across the hall was the boy who fucked Blaine without even knowing he was there.
HEY AGAIN! I wont be long, just thought I'd remind you that as of now, this is a one shot. But if you liked it, let me know, and I'll get the ball rolling! But you gotta tell me, otherwise I wont know if you want to read more. Thanks for reading! Oh and I have to say thank you to MoistTowelette. You didn't actually do anything, but I stole your little GLEE! divider method. I liked it. So I'm giving Credit where it due, hope you don't mind. OH and Guys GO READ HIS STORY! It's called How Wonderful Life Is Now You're In The World. EASILY the best story I have read on here!
Jae.