The Fault
Chapter 1 – Blaine's Fault.
Kurt and Blaine had been together all summer, they were inseparable. Their other school friends had started to wonder if they were even still alive because they never got to see or talk to them. Their relationship was sweet and lovely, as it should be. Kurt had never really thought about sex. All he and Blaine did was make out from time to time. Did Blaine want to go any further? Kurt didn't know. And neither did Blaine really. This was their first relationship, for the both of them. Blaine was nervous about going further with Kurt and vice versa. But there are times when that make-out session would get all a bit too much for one of them. They'd make an excuse to leave so they didn't have to explain how hot it was getting for either of them. It wasn't that Kurt was nervous he didn't have the knowledge; he was more nervous he'd mess up or be rushing things. Not rushing things for Blaine, well that too, but more so for himself. He remembered what his dad told him, "Use it as a way to connect to another person. Don't throw yourself around like you don't matter. Because you matter, Kurt" Why did my Dad say all this anyway. Sure I told him to educate himself so to speak but I didn't ask for him to talk to me. I would have gone to him when I wanted to. Or maybe not.
So Kurt and Blaine are in Kurt's living room on the couch. They had been back at school for nearly 2 weeks now and Kurt was delighted he could now walk the halls with his attractive, adorable boyfriend.
"Look Kurt, I know you want us to audition for a duet at sectionals but the last time we did a duet, we lost."
"That's because the judges were being prejudice!"
"Exactly.."
"Blaine, I understand that maybe singing a song about how much 2 guys love each, other in front of a competition audience, might sound crazy. But what I'm..I.. Oh I give in, you're right. What was I thinking? The judges will hate us, the audience will hate us, we will lose then the club will hate us, and you'll hate me because you were right. Let's face it, everyone hates us."
"That's not true, I kind of like us" Blaine lifted his face, which had been looking at the floor, to look into Kurt's eyes, even though those ocean gems weren't looking back. Instead they stayed fixated on his shoes. Blaine's eyes read I love you and Blaine's smile beamed with love, courage and hope. Kurt raised his gaze to look longingly at Blaine.
"Yeah… I do too" He smiled back and time seemed to pass pretty quickly but they must have been staring at each other for a long time. They were so unaware of the real world. They couldn't hear anything but their own song. They missed the sound of cars outside and footsteps on the streets. Blaine leant his head in slightly and placed his left hand on the couch and his right hand began to raise to hold Kurt's face.
*click* "Hey Kurt, how 'bout I take you and Fi—oh… well um, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but it's nearly 9 boys." Burt stood awkwardly as he hung his coat up on the pegs. Blaine heard the noise of the door shutting and his lips were millimetres away from Kurt's, he could taste Kurt tongue on his already. But Burt, the ultimate cockblock, decided to make an appearance. Blaine's head jolted to turn to the source of the noise. Blaine slowly backed off and glanced at his watch.
"Won't your parents be getting worried Blaine?"
"Erm no not really they don't care to be honest" Blaine stood and grabbed his bag and pulled the strap onto his shoulder. "well then Kurt, I'll see you tomorrow, 8:30am, coffee as usual."
"Yeah," Kurt said slowly standing and brushing down his jeans and creases, "I'll see you then." With a little chuckle.
Blaine seemed hesitant at first; he glanced over in Burt's direction and could see the discomfort on his face. He wanted to just taste Kurt's lips for one last time tonight, but he settled on a sweet and innocent kiss on the cheek, making Kurt blush.
"Night," He leaned forward and kissed Kurt's porcelain cheek ", love you"
"love you too" Kurt shyly replied still blushing. And with that Blaine gave him a comforting smile, with his eyes glistening and turned to the door. He passed Kurt and flashed him his best Anderson charming smile and muttered a little goodbye then left the house with a small wave.
*click* "Kurt…"
"I know dad I know, I'm sorry ok"
"It's not that I don't trust you, or him .. ok maybe I don't trust him a little.."
"why dad, what is so bad about Blaine that makes you not trust him."
"Isn't that what dads do? Get over protective"
"No, I know this. When I sort of 'dated' Brittany last year you didn't care at all. You trusted us and you respected us. You even told us to use protection, and now… You basically told me a few months ago that I can't have sex at all, let alone in this house. But when I was with a girl it was a whole different story."
"I understand, but it's not like that. I have my reasons for Blaine."
"And.."
"I… I.. It's not fair if I tell you Kurt"
"Is it because he's a guy? You made it obvious before that you are sort of adjusted to my sexuality but you don't like me acting on it."
"No not at all.""
"well what is it then?"
"You remember when I gave you 'the talk'?"
"how could I forget"
"Well.. it wasn't exactly my idea."
Kurt looked up, confused at his father. What does this mean?
"A couple of days before Blaine showed up at my garage" Blaine? At my dad's garage? What?
Burt and Kurt were now both seated on the couch. "He came to talk to me about you. Or more importantly, about your knowledge and understanding of .. of sex."
HE WHAT? I can't believe him!
Burt saw the tension rise in Kurt's face.
"He was only doing it out of concern Kurt. If you wouldn't listen to him then who were you going to listen to?"
"but.. but.. he knew. He knew I'd ask when I wanted to, when I was ready. Why did he have to interfere? I don't understand."
"look maybe you should talk to him about this"
Kurt stormed off to his room. Ok then maybe I will. Who gave HIM permission to interfere? I didn't want to know. He's the reason I had to sit there in my room and eat toast while look at pictures of.. things. He's the reason my dad told me I couldn't have sex till I'm old and grey. He's the reason I'm so scared of everything now. Ugh! I'm officially pissed off with Blaine!
A/N: So this is my second fic. I had my GCSE exams after I started my last fic so I had to concentrate on them more, so I kind of gave in, I'm hoping to return to it though. Well here is a little fic that was slightly inspired by this: .com/post/7470001768/okay-heres-the-fight . I hope to update this soon, maybe tomorrow. And I can guess this will be about 5 chapters, maybe with a sequel. And these are shorted than my first fic. Rated T for now but I MAY bump it up to M for language and talk of the sexual nature. I'll see.
Hope you enjoy : ) thank you x
