A:N/ HI!
If you know me from my other stories I am sorry I have not updated in like for ever… but this story has been in my head for ages and ya' know maybe this will help cure my writers block…
If you asked Kurt Hummel what the most amazing thing was that had happened in his life on the Twenty-Seventh of November 2015 he would say it that it was that he had just moved to New York that day. Then he would go quiet and blush and it was obvious that there was something he was not going to say.
If you asked him that question a couple of days later he would say, it was that his lifelong ambition of opening his own Fashion company was finally not just a dream, a dream that he had had since he was a well-dressed child, but it was now a reality for the twenty- three year old. Then you would notice the look would be back from the other day and it would make you wonder desperately what got Kurt into a flush, but he would be his stubborn self he would not tell you.
Then ask the same question to him on the 1st of December 2015 and he would answer that the best thing was still moving to New York and starting his own Fashion Company. Nothing would stop his red flush after saying that though, and it would be painfully obvious that something or someone was probably the best thing that had happened to him he just would not admit it. Yet.
If you asked Blaine Anderson what the most amazing thing was that had happened in his life on the Twenty-Sixth of November 2015 he would say… after serious consideration… that he did not have an amazing memory and so he would not know what to say, and then he would get all flustered and embarrassed that you knew that his life was not the best…at all.
When you asked him that question on the 27th of December 2015 he would say that the most amazing thing was meeting the adorable… and absolutely beautiful Kurt Hummel.
The 27th of November was the first day Kurt had had off since he had opened his little Fashion Shop, two weeks before, and he was planning to grab a coffee at the small little coffee shop that was situated opposite his apartment building. He had not yet been in there since his move, but he had heard that it made the best coffee in his neighbourhood from the woman who lived opposite. His opposite neighbour was called Glenda and she was a fifty-something year old who after noticing that Kurt had moved in, promptly invited him for tea and to talk about a certain hazel eyed man that had been staring at Kurt like he was an Angel when Glenda first saw them.
-Flash Back-
Kurt sighed tiredly as he shifted the heavy box in his hands. He just wanted to be unpacked already and he was lugging his last box into his new building it was the heaviest box that he could just about pull. As the elevator pinged to announce his arrival to his new floor, he almost waddled out, trying to keep the box safe in his hands while trying to pull out the piece of paper in his pockets that had all the details on it about his new house, like where the key was.
Kurt really did not want to put the box down as he knew he probably would not be able to pick it up again. He looked around the hall way and saw he was alone so he trapped the box between himself and the wall and scrambled in his pockets to try and find the paper.
Suddenly the box seemed to get ridiculously light and Kurt spun around thinking that the box was slipping between him and the wall and was startled by a pair of hazel eyes that were glistening at him. 'Hello beautiful.' The hazel eyed man smiled at Kurt who was blushing at the man's forwardness. The man's curly hair was flicking on to his thick black-rimmed glasses, making Kurt want to reach out and ran his hands through his hair. 'Is there a reason you are leaning on your box instead of the wall?' He asked curiously his voice deep and warm, making Kurt's insides melt into a pile of goo. 'Well, I was hoping a handsome man would come and help me… but you came so…' Kurt sighed dramatically, failing to keep himself from giggling at the other man's face, which pouted as if someone had kicked his dog.
'Ouch.' The man muttered, his eyes glistening at Kurt. 'I was going to help you with your boxes, but if you are sure that a Prince Charming is going to come and help you out then… here you go.' The Man smirked and placed Kurt's box back down on the floor. 'Hey, no I didn't want to you to put it down!' Kurt tried not to stare at the way the man's biceps rippled as he put the box down.
'So I am the handsome man you expected?' The unnamed man raised his eyebrows questioningly. 'If I say yes will you help me bring my boxes in?' Kurt asked quietly but confidently, while batting his eyelashes flirtatiously at the man, not noticing the unnamed man gulp and blush. The man sighed dramatically and rolled his eyes but he did pick up Kurt's box again. 'Well as you so kindly asked… without a question, I should add, I will help you.'
'Wait before you pick up my belongings, what is your name?' Kurt asked questionably, secretly wanting to know everything about this gorgeous man helping him. 'Oh crap, sorry,' The man out the box down , starting to look a little bit like a yoyo with the box, he wiped his hands on his pants (which Kurt noticed, fitted him very well) and extended his hands towards Kurt. 'My names Blaine Anderson and you are?' Blaine raised his triangular eyebrows at a flushed Kurt. 'Oh...I'm...I mean my name is Kurt, Kurt Hummel.' Kurt smiled shakily cursing himself for sounding nervous. 'Oh wow, your eyes are stunning…' Blaine muttered, obviously not knowing that he had said that out loud. Kurt blushed a deep crimson, for once annoyed that he had such pale skin. 'I…urm…' Kurt shifted uncomfortably under Blaine's unwavering gaze. 'Oh crap… did I say that out loud?' Blaine blushed the colour of a very ripe tomato. 'Yes, you did young man.' An older woman's voice broke through the two men's intense staring contest. Kurt flinched away from Blaine and turned round to see a smiling older woman, leaning against the door frame that was opposite his new door.
'I'm sorry to interrupt your little eye…party, but I noticed that you,' She gestured brightly to Kurt, 'Are my new neighbour and I just wanted to welcome you to our building… but I'm guessing Mr Anderson has already done that.'
'Um, actually…'
'Glenda Martin,' the lady answered smiling slightly,
'Hello… Glenda, actually Blaine here was just helping me get this box into my new house… but he isn't very good at moving boxes, as we have been stood here for ages…' Blaine blushed as Kurt gave him an over exaggerated wink.
'Well, if dear Blaine would stop staring at you like you're an angel he might be able to help lug your box in.' Glenda barked out a kind laugh as the two men flushed at the same time a bright brilliant colour red, making them both look like tomato's.
'Glenda!' Blaine choked out staring wide eyed at the smiling lady. 'Yes deary?' Glenda said innocently. 'I can't believe she just said that..' Kurt muttered to himself. 'Well, um.. I really gotta' get unpacked so um… I need this box cause it has got the last of my stuff in…so…' Kurt rambled. Blaine snapped out of his embarrassment and hauled the box next to the Kurt's front door.
'Blaine don't you need to go to work?' Glenda asked smugly as she saw Blaine staring at Kurt yet again. 'Holy crap I gotta go… I urm I will see you later?' He directed the question to Kurt making Glenda laugh.
'Hun, you will see both of us later!' Glenda pushed him down the hall.
'Thank you for your small amount of help…Blaine and yeah I guess I will see you later…' Kurt laughed a little as Glenda slapped Blaine's ass to get him to go.
'So, Kurt it is nice to meet you, please come in for a cup of tea we need to discuss your outfit, how you are going to be an awesome friend an how much Blaine likes you already.' Glenda smiled at a bewildered Kurt as she dragged him into her house for a natter.
After the first day Kurt saw Blaine nearly all the time. They would leave work at the same time and coincidentally their work places were in the same square. Kurt's fashion office was opposite Blaine's and they found that their canteens looked onto each other's and as they ate their lunch they would play charades.
This went on for a couple of weeks, and after a while an unspoken agreement came up and they would get coffee after school with each other. Blaine would then walk Kurt back (even though he did live down Kurt's hallway, but that's not the point) and they would talk for an endless amount of time until Glenda would feel like she should interrupt because she felt they needed to eat or sleep or something.
Then came the first month anniversary of Kurt living in New York.
Blaine asked Kurt out, on a date and Kurt freaked and said yes.
Not that he wanted to say no but now he was trying not to hyperventilate and Glenda was totally not helping.
A/n: Hopefully this is not as confusing as I think it is… but cool.