Okay, guys this is a new story that I came up with once I received a couple of journals as a graduation present. So this is an idea for Klaine, season 5 and what will happen with the whole engagement fiasco. Anyways, here we go! Enjoy!
A Conflicted Fantasy
Chapter 1: Nerves
Behind Blaine Anderson's back, clutched tightly in the palm of his left hand, was a black velvet box. Yes, the same velvet box which contained the silver engagement ring that Blaine had intended to propose to Kurt Hummel, his on and off again ex- boyfriend, with. But, as everyone else, including Kurt, enjoyed the small reception for Mr. Schuester and his new wife, Emma Pillsbury, Blaine started to get cold feet. Blaine tried not to make his anxiety noticeable, considering the night was supposed to be centered on Mr. and Mrs. Schuester. But when you're rubbing your face continuously with the handkerchief in your dress pants pocket and sweating like a baboon, it's not exactly subtle. And everyone noticed it, but most of them ignored the situation. Everyone except Kurt, anyways.
How come everyone could open up a bottle of champagne, celebrate, sing random songs from the Glee club's past, and enjoy themselves while Blaine was left visibly nervous?
"Maybe I should've listened to Burt Hummel's advice when he said not to jump into an engagement at such a young age. I let my immature fantasies get the best of me, again," said Blaine as he put his right hand on his now sweaty forehead in shame.
"Hey, Blaine, are you okay? You look all sweaty and you look like you're about to faint. Do you want me to drive you home?" asked Kurt, placing a hand gently on Blaine's right shoulder.
"Kurt, can I talk to you, in private please?" Blaine, when Kurt turned to put down his glass of champagne, snuck the box into his back butt pocket.
"Sure."
Following a very visibly anxious Blaine, one hand in his butt pocket where he put the engagement ring and the other wiping the sweat off of his forehead, out into the hallway where Kurt spoke up first. "What's going on? Once again you're very nervous, and you know how I get when you get all bashful on me." Leaning over slowly and slightly, Kurt pecked Blaine's cheek before continuing. "Tell me Blaine, please."
Blushing from the unexpected gesture, Blaine shyly answered. "I was, uh, wondering if you would come to nationals at the end of the year? I was also wondering if we… if we could schedule times to hang out together more often, both here in Lima, Ohio and in New York City?"
Surprised by the innocence of the seemingly absurd question, Kurt was taken aback. He was expecting Blaine to mention their relationship, a topic that both aggravates and flatters him.
"Yeah, I'll be there. I wouldn't miss it for the world, you know that. And sure, I'd love that Blaine. We need to talk, anyways. "
Soaring on cloud nine, Blaine answered with a humble "thanks Kurt."
Linking arms, Kurt and Blaine walked back into the choir room to enjoy the rest of the festivities, never once abandoning each other's sides.