MIXED
CHAPTER ONE:
LOADING UP
"Are you sure? Absolutely sure? I'm not going to do this only for you to back out!"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "YES dad. I'm absolutely, positively certain that I want to transfer to Dalton. I have friends like Blaine and...well actually just Blaine but I'll probably make more."
Burt nodded. His son had been the recipient of hatred from one Dave Karofsky, and was now being transferred to Dalton Academy on Monday. He would be boarding there, and later Blaine Anderson would arrive to assist Kurt with moving into the same dormitory. It was Saturday, so Kurt'd get a day and a half to settle in. Then Came a knock on the door.
"Mr. Hummel? Kurt? It's Blaine, from Dalton. I'm here to help Kurt move." Came a voice from behind the front door.
"Come in!" Kurt practically shouted the words out of excitement. His father looked at him with his eyebrows raised.
"I'll go get Finn," Burt declared,"He should help, and he's strong."
The door opened just then, allowing them both a view of Blaine. He wasn't wearing a Dalton uniform, but instead a pair of slim fit jeans and a white t-shirt. His hair was gel-free and his curls flopped on top of his head perfectly. But then everything about Blaine was perfect, according to Kurt.
"Hey Blaine! How's it going?" Kurt asked breathlessly. Something about Blaine always did that to him. Kurt had no idea why, but he had a sneaking suspicion it had something to do with the teeny tiny gigantic crush he had on Blaine.
"So...Dalton huh? Is it because of what happened with Karofsky?" Blaine was a bit forward with his question, but Kurt really didn't mind. This was Blaine after all. He nodded, not wanting to mention all the parts of his detailed story. Blaine walked over to him and gave him big hug. Kurt felt tears prick his eyes but he held them back. He had to be strong.
Kurt sniffed. "We should start moving things, hmm?" Blaine smiled in agreement. "Let's go down to my room. Well me and Finn share it, so it's a little messy!" Kurt said happily, getting up and taking Blaine's hand.
When they got to Finn and Kurt's room, Finn was there with a suitcase and a smile. "Hey dude. Blaine, right? Kurt talks about you all the time. And I mean ALL the time." He said with a wink. Kurt felt his face burn scarlet and looked away from Blaine so he wouldn't see the blush rising on his neck.
"Finn...please. That's not true. At all. Nope. No way. Absolutely NOT." Kurt said, blushing profusely. He then proceeded to grab one of his bags and pawn it off to Blaine.
Both Blaine and Finn walked out, both carrying more than one bag to load into Burt's truck. They spent about five minutes outside together putting it into the truck bed. When they came back, Kurt noticed that Blaine looked a little frazzled and Finn looked annoyed. A few more loads and all of Kurt's stuff was packed up and ready to go. Burt was even nice enough to let Blaine ride with them back to Dalton. And as Kurt watched his house grow smaller and smaller in the distance, he truly felt like he was going to be perfectly safe at his new school.
He felt Blaine next to him, tapping his foot. Kurt felt an urgent need to grab Blaine and give him the most passionate kiss in the world. But there was no way that Blaine liked him back.
Blaine interrupted his thoughts by putting a hand on his knee. Kurt turned bright red up to his hairline. He rested a hand on Blaine's, attempting to read Blaine's emotions. He felt Blaine tense up, and took his hand off. He was overstepping.
"Courage," Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear, moving Kurt's hand back to his. Then Blaine rested his head on Kurt's shoulder. They both blushed beet red, and looked out the window.
"Hey! You two!" Burt half shouted towards the back, "Not in the car! Unclasp each other's hands and just sit please and thank you." They did so, both feeling a little bit sheepish.
Blaine smiled his perfect smile and whispered it again. "Courage..."
