Hey guys this is my fill on the GKM prompt: glee-kink . ?thread=41039862 . It's my first time writing fanfiction and god I'm so nervous! Please forgive me for any spelling and grammatical errors I made as English is not my first language. This story will probably be a long prompt but I'll see how it goes first. Feel free to review!
Blaine had woken up two hours earlier than usual to bath himself and laid out every single clothing in his wardrobe on his king sized bed. He put on every single one of them and chose the best matching ones. After putting back all the remaining clothes back to their spot and tidying up his bed, he opened another small drawer that housed all his wonderful bowtie collections. Another fifteen minutes later, Blaine stood in front of his mirror inside his room. He strengthened gray cardigan and the matching white shirt beneath. Almost unconsciously his hand moved up to adjust his black bowtie for like tenth time ever since he put it on.
Yes, today was the day his big brother Kurtie, 'Stop calling your brother that, it makes you sound so clingy like you're still five,' his father stern voice automatically came up in his mind, but Blaine pushed them back as fast as they appeared, started his first day teaching at Mckinley High as a music teacher. Oh, glee club is going to be his most favorite lesson from now on, Blaine thought as he giggled to no one in the room.
There was something that you should know about Blaine. Blaine was 17 and 6 years younger that Kurt. He was a junior at his school and the co-captain of glee club besides that Big Mouth Berry. Glee club was rather not very popular in Mckinley and being a member automatically entitled you a big neon 'I'm a loser'sign above your head. He was not so fond of singing in the first place, Calculus yes, but never arts and music. But Blaine joined and fought so hard with that diva Berry and Jones anyway just so he could become a leader in that awfully dull club, despite that giving a total social suicide. People would always ask his intentions and motives behind it, but Blaine just shrugged it off every single time.
It was not like he didn't know the real reason anyway. Deep down in his heart, it was merely one of the things he did to impress the boy he crushed on so hard that he didn't even know what to do with it. HA! Scratched that, he certainly knew what to do with it but not now. There was only one man in this world that could fill that lucky boy's shoes – his precious Kurtie. Blaine has had a major crush on his brother from when he was six, when he was so mesmerized by all the Disney love between the princes and princesses, when he tried everything he could to get all his brother's attention on him.
'Blaine hurry up!' Kurt shouted with his oh so angelic voice from the dining room downstairs, 'if we don't get moving now we're gonna be late. I'm not facing Figgins on the first day of my job for being late!'
'Co- coming, just a sec!' Blaine replied. Checking once again his reflection for the last time, to ensure that he would definitely look good on behalf of his brother, he wouldn't want to disappoint his brother. Blaine gave out a sigh for his lack of fashion sense as left his room to the dining area. He instantly regretted wearing that stupid cardigan with that overly simple white shirt. He was so sure that Kurtie would look devastatingly beautiful and charming today given his gifted fashion sense, but when wasn't he? Kurt never missed to compliment any clothing choices he made, even when he was just wearing a polo shirt, or short pants, or just in his underwear, or not even.. Get a hold of yourself Blaine, you wouldn't want to terrify Kurtie with your boner! He scolded himself in thoughts. He stopped abruptly and willed his boner down, satisfied that he wouldn't be spotted a bulge in his pants, he entered the dining room. His efforts soon went down the drain as soon as he saw what Kurt was wearing.
His eyes widen comically at the sight of his brother. Kurt had his back facing Blaine, seemingly busied preparing breakfast and probably not aware of Blaine's presence. Blaine allowed his eyes to take in the magnificent masterpiece in front of him, starting from Kurt's Mc' Jacob's scarf down his slim yet toned body, to his never ending legs – Oh he's wearing skinny jeans again – before settling on Kurt's butt. It took all his willpower to stop himself from just moving forward and grab that piece of meat covered by the tight fabric, so tight that it practically painted on Kurt's skin. He never realized Kurt had turned and was shocked, jumped slightly at the sight of Blaine staring at him.
' Jeez, Blaine stop popping suddenly out of nowhere and scare the shit out of me,' Kurt put a hand on his heart to emphasize his point.
Kurt's words pulled Blaine out of his not so innocent fantasy back to reality. He blushed at being caught staring at Kurt and suddenly found the floor beneath him very interesting. After coming down from his shock, Kurt laughed at the view of Blaine's flushing cheeks, his voice rang the whole dining room and handled a plate of peanut butter toast- Blaine's favorite!- to him. Blaine accepted his breakfast and muttered his thanks to Kurt, grateful that Kurt just dismissed him checking out his own brother. After gulping down the toast quickly without much chewing, which totally earned him a short lecture from Kurt, both Anderson brothers started their way towards the front door to retrieve Kurt's car.
So this is the end of chapter one! I think using this chapter to address Blaine's crush towards Kurt AND also some little naughty thoughts from Blaine would be a good start. I mean this is a dark!Blaine fic after all and I don't want to spill all the seeds so fast at the beginning. Again please tell me what you think of this fic!