A/N: So I watched last night's Glee today, and even though this story has probably been done thousands of times before, I couldn't not write anything about it. It's kind of a big deal. I mean: KLAINE! It's finally happening! :D
-Santana voice- I wants me some Klaine. :')
Haha. Enjoy! :)
No Regrets
Blaine pressed his lips against Kurt's more passionately than he had before, his hand on Kurt's shoulder, steadying himself as he leaned into the younger boy. The feeling of Kurt's lips moving with his in perfect synchronisation, made the butterflies in his stomach multiply and do backflips. As they broke apart, Blaine could hear Kurt gasping for breath, taking a couple of deep breaths in and slowly letting them go, trying to calm himself down. The dark haired boy tilted his head to the side slightly, gaging Kurt's reaction. He could feel his palms starting to sweat with the nerves. Blaine was new to this relationship thing, and he had hardly any experience at kissing other boys; in fact he could count all the people he'd kissed on one hand.
Kurt glanced up at the other boy, a faint tinge of a blush still colouring his cheeks. When he noticed Blaine looking confused he grabbed his blazer sleeve, pulling him down to his level. He then proceeded to kiss the boy he loved again; the gentle touch of Blaine's lips on his enough to make him weak at the knees.
Blaine pulled away. "Wait, Kurt," he said slowly, not wanting to hurt his companion's feelings. He sat down on the chair next to Kurt, pulling it closer so there was less space between them. Kurt looked back to Pavarotti's casket, too embarrassed at being rejected. Just when he though everything was going right for once. "Kurt," Blaine repeated softly, grabbing hold of his hand and rubbing calming circles into the back of it, trying to regain the newest Warbler's attention. When Kurt's eyes flashed to his, he saw the pain in them. Blaine sighed sadly, using his free hand to gently stroke Kurt's face. "I don't want to force you to do something that you may regret."
Kurt rolled his eyes, the pain he had felt immediately disappearing like a puff of smoke. Of course Blaine was just being gentlemanly and dapper; he always liked to put others before himself. "Blaine," Kurt replied, placing his hand over the top of Blaine's, allowing the older boy to cup his face. "I don't regret anything. Everything that has happened to me in my life has taught me something new, and you've just taught me that you're a really good kisser." He blushed furiously when Blaine grinned, his hazel eyes shining brightly with happiness.
Kurt moved in closer this time, watching Blaine's face as he did, trying to gage his reactions. As their lips touched, Blaine's eyes closed and he revelled in the touch of Kurt's lips against his, and the smell of coffee that seemed to radiate off of Kurt. Blaine's hand cupped Kurt's cheek again, this time to get the perfect angle for the kiss, allowing them both to explore each other's mouths. Kurt smiled when they broke apart once more, finally happy with his life at Dalton Academy, because he knew Blaine would be there to help him through it, no matter what.
A/N: So it's shorter than some of my other one-shots, but I think the simplicity of it is nice.
Anyway, thanks for reading! Please review!
