Hello! This a fanfic of short stories based on the poem 'Blaine Warbler Anderson'.Who knows, it might be called something else. Oh well!
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Glee. If I did, everyone except Kurt and Blaine would have a lot smaller roles.
I Have Never Love Another (Except For Last Year When I was In Love With My Stepbrother)
As soon as Blaine had finished his ramble about the nominees for something – Kurt was too dumbstruck to listen – he hastily excused himself and hurried around the Lima Bean for Mercedes. He found her sitting with Sam and rushed over.
He was still in too much of a daze from the words he and Blaine had exchanged to each other to notice Mercedes and Sam unclasping and snatching their hands away from the middle of the table. That, and Kurt looking like he'd just seen two ghosts instead of the usual one, alerted Mercedes to the fact that something was seriously wrong with him.
Her worries were proven when Kurt said, "Mercedes: we need to talk."
"Is it Blaine? 'Cause I swear to God –" she was cut of abruptly by Kurt pulling her out of her seat and towards the door. She sent an apologetic smile towards Sam and he sent an 'It's cool' smile back. The girl smiled properly, bathing in her new-found happiness, but it was soon distracted by Kurt letting her go.
"Kurt –"
"Blaine told me he loved me."
Mercedes blinked, mouth dropping open. It took her a few moments for her to stop being a goldfish and become human again to say, "Did you –"
"Yes!" he squealed, hugging her tightly in his excitement.
"That's amazing... but why are you telling me this when your boyfriend has just told you he loved you? Shouldn't you be making out or something?"
"Because I'm freaking out! I have never loved before –"
"Except for Finn."
"For who?"
"For Finn. Remember last year? You were completely obsessed with him, boy."
"With Finn? Your stepbrother?" Kurt and Mercedes turned sharply to see Blaine with a look of mock-disgust on his face.
"B-B-B-Blaine?" Kurt stuttered, color flooding to his cheeks.
Blaine just kept on grimacing playfully as he walked towards the pair. "I need some brain bleach. Seriously, Kurt? Your stepbrother?"
"It was a year ago!" Kurt protested before sending a grinning Mercedes an 'I'm gonna kill you' glare.
"I just didn't know you were into incest," Blaine smirked, picturing in his mind the exact look of discomfort that was on Kurt's face. He had his back to his boyfriend, strolling with a spring in his step towards his car.
Mercedes laughed at the expression of total embarrassment on Kurt's face and she was still grinning when she got back to a waiting Sam, but for completely different reasons. While Sam took her hand again, Blaine was already well on his way to hysteria.
"All right, I loved him!" Kurt exploded finally. "Satisfied?"
"Yep," Blaine grinned.
"You're such a goofball," Kurt scolded, slapping the back of his head. "You're lucky I love you, Blaine Anderson."
With a sudden change of character, Blaine leant towards Kurt and kissed him, hands leaving the ignition to curl in his hair. "I know," he whispered, his eyes smiling at him. "And I'm so lucky to be able to love you back."
"...forget what I said earlier. Kurt Hummel has had an incredible year... I have you."
"And I have you," Blaine said simply, leaning in to kiss him again.