'I love you. I have, I do now, and I forever will. You are my knight in shining armor—my obligation to live. Long story short, you're the peanut butter to my jelly and I want to lay down the bread and tell you so I don't have to waste another precious moment'. Kurt read his romance novel. As he did so, he sighed and spoke quietly to himself.
"Maybe someday…" He'd hoped. He continued on reading, and at that moment, someone crashed into him. All he could recall was suddenly falling backwards, his aching head dropping on the ground, and the person rushing over to help him. Then it all went dark.
"Hello? He-hello?" The man repeatedly asked.
Kurt felt as if he was in a daydream. Why was there an adorable man suddenly appearing over his face? Soon enough, he grew tired of hearing 'hello's and 'can you hear me's.
"Oh thank goodness!" The boy pulled Kurt into a hug, a quite awkward one at that because Kurt was still lying on the ground.
"Um, not to sound rude or anything, but do I know you…?"
"Uh, sorry, I'm Blaine. Blaine Anderson."
"Kurt Hummel. Now can you please explain to me why I'm lying on the ground? And where's my book? And why were you just hugging me?"
"While you were reading your book, I was texting and I sort of crashed into you. You fell and I've been here for about a minute or two trying to wake you up, and I was so thankful that you finally did. I apologize if the hug made you feel uncomfortable, or anything like that."
Blaine was wrong. Completely, utterly wrong. Kurt enjoyed that moment of his embrace more than he'd enjoyed anything for a long time. Kurt took a moment to stare at his face while he stared back. OH MY GOSH. He just looks so perfect…green-tinted eyes, wildly curly hair, a slight tan, the most beautiful shade of pink brushed over his lips. Kurt was soon aware of his staring, and decided to reply.
"Uh, uh- yeah. I mean, no. No it didn't. I like hugs, especially from people—I mean, not that I would hug anything else, I'm not a freak. I-I mean, what I meant to say was-"
"Shh. It's okay, I get your point. Here, let me help you up."
Blaine was strong and beautiful. Blaine walked him down the street to the nearest store with a bathroom. Kurt noticed how silent he had been, and decided to take advantage of the time to really get a good look at him. He wanted to know what the person looked like before just letting him take him anywhere. Kurt couldn't help but get lost in his own thoughts. Oh no, where's my book? Did he see that it was a romance? Did he hear his faint comment? Blaine looked at Kurt, who had his eyes wide and was staring at the sidewalk while those questions raced through his head. He couldn't hold back his laugh once he'd seen Kurt blush.
"What?" Kurt asked him, not aware that he'd seen that.
"Oh, me? Nothing," Blaine lied, a tiny smile still was in order on his lips.
Soon enough, they walked into the bathroom at a coffee shop. Blaine carried Kurt onto the top of the sink. Kurt just blushed even more. How nice is he? Blaine assumed his duties as if he'd done this plenty of times before. He grabbed a dozen paper towels and soaked them all in warm water and proceeded to place them on Kurt's forehead in hopes to heal it.
"You know it's my fault, right?" Kurt protested.
"Nonsense. It's both our faults," Blaine laughed.
Kurt laughed himself before he spoke again. Oh, I love his laugh. "And you also know that I'm capable of doing this myself, right?"
"Nonsense. You're the one who fainted, it's only fair that I take care of you."
Kurt blushed once again even harder. ALRIGHT, HUMMEL, ENOUGH WITH THIS RED-FACED CRAP! Kurt buried his face in his hands.
"WHOA! KURT! ARE YOU OKAY?" Blaine freaked out.
Kurt lifted his head, aware that his blush was still very much there.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine."
Blaine laughed, realizing why Kurt finally decided to hide his face. Wait, why was he blushing? Was it something I said? I love seeing him like this! Wait, Blaine, that's creepy. You just ran into this guy at the park and nearly knocked him out cold, don't be thinking of him as anything more than a friend. Besides, there's a good chance he's not gay.
Upon hearing Blaine mock him, Kurt shot Blaine the most horrifying death stare. Blaine shut up immediately. Blaine leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. Looking dashing as ever, Kurt thought. Kurt! Don't be such a creeper! He's only doing this to be nice. You already know he won't ever want anything more, so stop getting your hopes up. Who knows, he may even up being your other step-brother. You wouldn't want another repeat of falling in love with him.
Kurt started laughing at his subconscious mind's Finn reference. He saw the confusion permeate Blaine's face, and he continued laughing to make it seem like he was laughing at Blaine, and see how he likes it.
"O-o-okay, I feel fine now Blaine. I think I can take this towel off—my skin's going to get wrinkly," Kurt frowned while peeling off the paper towels.
No, stay. Talk to me. I really like you, Kurt. I want to get to know you. "Okay, I guess you'd want to be heading home now. Wouldn't want to keep the parents waiting—wait, I'm sorry for making
assumptions. How old are you?" Blaine realized this question was personal, but he didn't care. He wanted to know if he should be looking after a 14-year old boy, or just be hanging out with a 16-year old boy. …Or running away from a 40-year old boy.
"I'm 17. And you?"
"Ah, same. Well, no, not really, no. I'm not."
"Oh," Kurt felt heartbroken. Why are you feeling upset, idiot? You barely know him! You couldn't expect a future with him! And now that's certain because you're not even the same age.
"I…turn 17 tomorrow," Blaine admitted his young age.
Kurt felt his face re-appear with light. He chuckled. "Whoa, one day. You should be scared of me being a pedophile!" Oh, Kurt. Why'd you mention the pedophile thing? And yeah, you're about the same age. BUT DON'T BE GETTING ANY IDEAS!
"I know, I'm not safe around you right now," Blaine joked. Kurt's little jokes are so adorable. Wait, DUDE! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO STOP! I WON'T LET YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF! Then, he suddenly remembered. "OH! Right, getting home. Which I'm sure is what you'd rather do than be here talking to me.
No, I really would rather stay here. But you keep mentioning me leaving, so I guess I'll go. "Uh, yeah, okay. Thanks, again for everything. I can assure you my head feels fine."
Blaine fought with his mind for a moment. Will I ever get to see this guy again? If not for romance, he sure does know how to bring a smile to someone's face. I got it! "I don't care if you don't want it, I am giving you my cell number. If anything's wrong with your head, or if you even want to hang out, just call or text me. I expect to hear back from you by the end of the week that you're head is okay!" Blaine took out his phone and gave it to Kurt to place his number into. Kurt laughed and handed Blaine his phone, so he could do the same.
"Okay, fine, mother," Kurt mumbled. He wasn't sure why, but this sent Blaine over the edge laughing.
His face was so cute when he mumbled! WHOA WHOA, DUDE! CUTE IS NOT AN APPROPRIATE WORD! Try, 'amusing' or…okay, fine, that time he was pretty cute. Blaine's head continued to have conversations with him.
The two boys walked out of the coffee shop, Blaine heading back to the park, and Kurt heading the opposite way to go home.
As soon as Blaine made it back to the park, he sent an immediate text message.
To: Wes, David
OMG DUDES! YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT JUST HAPPENED!
As soon as he sent it, he got several replies.
From: David
Dude, how many times do I have to remind you? What part of 'me being on vacation, can't talk for the whole month' don't you understand?
Blaine quickly replied.
To: David
Oh, sorry! Won't happen again!
David replied once again.
From: David
DUDE! STOP!
Blaine realized he'd been so stupid to reply when he'd told him so many times not to. He decided to read Wes' reply.
From: Wes
You went to a bar, made out with a girl, and when you were sober, remembered you were gay.
Blaine rolled his eyes and replied.
To: Wes
CLOSE! Lolno, I bumped into this guy named Kurt at the park. I knocked him out cold for a few minutes, and then he woke up. I brought him to a bathroom and I realized how freaking adorable he is! When he blushes, it's like my world is put on hold. I could get lost in his big eyes for hours, and he's really, really funny!
Blaine hit send with a dreamy sigh, thinking of their short time together.
From: Wes
Wait, whoa whoa whoa! He blushed?
Blaine quickly typed, not wanting Wes to get the wrong idea.
To: Wes
No no no! Not like THAT! He blushes at everything when he's even slightly embarrassed.
Blaine hit send as fast as possible.
From: Wes
I don't care if I sound like a girl when I say this, I want every detail. Get here, ASAP.
Blaine was about to type "OKAY, ON MY WAY!" When Kurt texted him.
A/N: Long chapter, sorry i know! This was just all fluff, but it WILL get better! I can assure you! I just thought the first chapter should be calm. STAY WITH THIS! X0X0