Beautiful and mine
Summary
Blaine is the prince of Italy. His quiet time in America has just been ruined by the paparazzi, who have found out after three years that he's staying in a penthouse suite in Lima. He's stuck around the high school to be a super senior, and transferred to McKinley to be with his boyfriend Kurt. What fun and adventures are going to happen in this Klaine love story? Song fic. for Marianas Trench's album "Ever After" and probably some Darren Criss songs as well.
A/N: Blaine is staying a year older than Kurt like when he was originally on the show. Not that I'm complaining – the more Blaine (Darren Criss) the better!
Thank you to my amazing beta disturbinglyprofound !
It was a bright and sunny Thursday, in the middle of fall. McKinley was playing Anderson in football. Kurt and his boyfriend of seven months were sitting in the back row of the bleachers, watching Kurt's stepbrother Finn play. His father Burt and stepmother Carol sat near the front with some of the other parents.
Blaine had just transferred from Dalton Academy to be with Kurt for his year as a super senior. Even though he had graduated the year before, he wanted to spend some time with Kurt before he went back home. If anyone was to take a look at Blaine's schedule, they would see that the only course he had was English with Kurt – the rest if his day was spent in the library, studying customs and laws to help him get as much of an education about running a country as he could, with the minimum amount of tutors.
Blaine had told Kurt before they started to date that he was a prince.
They were lying on the bed in Blaine's single room after a hot make out session.
Blaine got a worried look on his face.
"Hey, Kurt. You know I love you, right?"
"Yeah," said Kurt, unsure of where this was going. Maybe Blaine was going to break up with him, even though they weren't officially dating. He had probably found someone better...
Blaine could see Kurt starting to nibble on his bottom lip, a sign that he was getting nervous.
"Don't worry, Kurt," he said soothingly. He said holding Kurt's hands in his and stroking the back of his hand with his thumbs.
"It's just that, well, before we get too serious, there are some things I need to tell you. You know how my family's from Italy and that they sent me to Dalton for high school? Well, they did that to let me experience school like a normal person, because my parents, aside from being rich, are also the king and queen of Italy," Blaine said, finishing the last bit quickly.
Kurt just looked at him with his mouth open.
"I understand if you don't want to be my boyfriend or my friend anymore..." Blaine started, during the awkward silence that followed, until Kurt cut him off by attacking his mouth with a kiss.
"Are you crazy? Why would I break up with you over something like that? It doesn't make you any different from the Blaine I met and like," said Kurt, once they had separated for breath.
Blaine sighed in relief – he had been worried that Kurt would be mad at him for lying.
"I'm sorry for lying to you, but –"
"It's okay, I understand, Blaine. I've seen the people who only want to be your friend because you have money, and if they knew about that too it would be even worse," said Kurt knowingly.
Blaine leaned over and kissed Kurt, who was lying on his chest.
"You are the best boyfriend in the world. I love you."
After that, their relationship just grew. Blaine felt the relief of not having to hide anything from Kurt, and opened up about his life in Italy and his family – something that he hadn't been able to do with many people since he arrived in the States. Kurt and Blaine also spent a lot more time with Dave and Wes, since they had come with Blaine to the States to chaperone and protect him, as well as being two of his best friends.
Kurt was snuggled next to Blaine under a blanket, watching the football game from the top of the stands. On the bleacher next to theirs, Dave and Wes sat, front and centre with a great view of the game. It was just like many other games that the couple had watched together, enjoying the atmosphere and cheering on Finn, Kurt's stepbrother.
The score was 35-15 for McKinley and they were about halfway through the third quarter. All of a sudden, a group of paparazzi appeared in the corner of the field, startling everyone, and one of them yelled out, "Where is the prince?!"
The whole crowd started to talk at once – even the teams on the field stopped playing and looked around. Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand under the blanket.
A voice screamed out over the noise that the crowd and paparazzi was making. "HEY, LOOK AT ME!" David screamed, as he streaked the field with his shirt pulled up over his head.
"Blaine, Kurt. Jump over the back now," Wes said to the couple tugging on Blaine's sweater from behind the stands.
They jumped over the back of the stands and Wes handed them each a blacked out motorcycle helmet.
"Take the black motorcycle to the hotel parking lot. I'll follow. Don't look back." Wes then instructed them to go the hotel that they stayed at, in the penthouse suite. Blaine hopped onto the bike and turned it on as Kurt got on behind him and held on to his waist. Wes got into an unmarked black BMW with tinted windows.
Blaine revved the bike and took off down the street as the black car went the other way. The crowd turned around to see the two vehicles going off in a pile of dust. Dave took the opportunity to get into Blaine's car and drive it back to the hotel, taking his sweet time. The paparazzi got back into their cars and tried to follow the three, but to no avail. The crowd and teams were left at the field, feeling confused with what had just happened.
One of the coaches just shook his head and said, "Game on."
Blaine broke quite a few speed limits getting to the hotel. The manager had been notified in advance by Wes as to what was going on, since he was well aware of who was living in the penthouse suite. The garage door was open for both them and Wes as the bike, followed by the car, slowed down and went in.
They both parked in their parking spots Blaine an Kurt getting of the bike as Wes got out of the car.
"Are you okay?" Blaine asked Kurt, who was checking his hair and outfit for damage from the ride.
"Don't worry you look perfect," Blaine said with a sigh and shake of his head, when he realized that Kurt was looking to see if he clothing got messed up, instead of him getting hit by something on the road and looking for the damage.
"Thanks. Wow that was intense, but fun. We should go on the bike again while we aren't on the run from crazy paparazzi," Kurt replied when he was convinced that every hair was in place on his head.
"We better head up to my room and tell my parents about this to see what they want to do," Blaine said, taking Kurt's hand and walking towards the elevator with Wes behind them.
"Shit! My parents don't know anything, they will probably be wondering where I am." Kurt exclaimed.
"Wait, so you didn't tell them?" Blaine asked, surprised. He knew that his boyfriend shared almost everything with his father Burt.
"No, you're keeping it a secret, so I didn't think I could tell them," Kurt said as if it was obvious.
"I thought you had told them. I would never ask you to keep something like that from your dad or Carroll," said Blaine, looking at Kurt in the elevator that they had just gotten into.
"Well I guess that we have some awkward parent conversations to get through today," said Kurt, only half-joking.
"But we'll be together each step of the way, my perfect porcelain," said Blaine, giving Kurt another kiss.
My first time writing slash, so review and tell me what you think!