Prompt: We don't really know each other but this guy is trying really hard to get in my pants and I'm trying to send you telepathic messages to come save me but you keep missing eye contact with me please look at me.
Kurt didn't know why he went to the gay bar. He really didn't. He was just feeling really lonely, and he definitely wasn't going to a regular one without Santana or Rachel who were working their shifts at the diner. The place was nice and a great atmosphere. Kurt was usually able to find someone to at least talk to, and a few who he'd allow to take him back to their place, but tonight was different. Kurt didn't want to go home with someone. He just wanted to drink and talk to someone who held a good conversation. That's all he wanted, and apparently he was holding a flashing sign that said he wanted jerks and tools.
He had already been approached two to ask to dance with suggestive eyebrow wiggling, and it took at Kurt had in him not to just walk out after the meathead that tried touch him. He sulked at the bar, grabbing his new drink that was actually alcohol this time. If he was going to make it through the night without being arrested for beating up the next guy to give him bedroom eyes, he needed a buzz. The thing was that Kurt had his eye on someone in particular, but he just couldn't get the cutie to look over at him.
The boy was dressed in a way that caught Kurt's attention. He had on a bright green polo with bright yellow pants. It was a combination that Kurt would never put together, but it went so great on him. Kurt's favorite part was the bowtie around his neck. It tied the whole outfit together, and Kurt really wanted to get to know the boy that seemed to have some sense of style. Unfortunately, the boy was so busy talking with his hands to a blonde that Kurt assumed was probably his boyfriend by how close they were standing. Kurt didn't know though because the boy wasn't ringing his gaydar even with the obviously died hair.
So Kurt sat and waited. He wasn't going to approach the boy, but he was going to keep staring and hoping that he would look over. They'd share a look and Kurt could only dream that they'd fall in love and live happily forever after, but before getting too ahead of himself, he'd be fine with just talking and buying him a drink. Unfortunately the night went on to no avail. Kurt was ready to throw in the towel. He stood and paid his bill before moving through the crowd. Before he could reach the door, his hand was pulled. It led Kurt into an awkward grinding dance, and it took all Kurt had in him not to knee the guy in the junk.
"Uh-excuse me," he spoke over the crowd. "I was just leaving."
"I know, and I'm stopping you from leaving," the guy practically purred in his ear. It made Kurt throw up a little in his mouth. "God, you're so hot. I've been watching you all night, and it just isn't fair."
Kurt tried to pull out of his grip, but the guy had him tightly. "You're sweet, but I'm not interested."
"You don't even know me, baby," the guy said, pulling back. Kurt could see that he was somewhat good-looking with green eyes and blond swooped hair, but there were the bedroom eyes. And if Kurt wasn't mistaken, and large bulge was starting to form against his leg where he was being forced against the guy. "Let me rock your night."
"No, I'll pass," Kurt told him, pushing at the guy's hips and succeed in getting them off of him.
"Come on, I'll buy you a drink." The guy pulled him back to the bar, and Kurt couldn't really do anything to stop him. He has dealt with these guys before, and you just had to move when they weren't paying attention. He went with it. "I'm Tyler."
"Hi, Tyler." Kurt looked around the bar, seeing his best route to get out of here. In his looking, Kurt saw colorful, bowtie guy not too far away. He willed the boy to look at him, to come save him, but the damn boy wouldn't look at him.
"So, how does someone fit into as tight of pants as the ones painted on your legs?" Tyler asked once he turned form ordering. "They leave nothing to imagination."
Kurt shuffled awkwardly. "It's a talent."
"What else are you talented with?" He leaned in closer. "I bet with your hands. You are probably so hot in bed. God, I can't wait." Tyler's arm came out to wrap around him, and Kurt turned to try and avoid it.
He looked over to bowtie guy, and just kept willing. Please look at me. Please look at me. But the guy was still talking with his hands, eyebrows rising in a very cute way. Yeah, the night was definitely not going to way he wanted it to.
"I'm really not interested," Kurt tried again, but he knew that it wasn't going to work. Tyler smiled and pulled him closer. God, Kurt was trying really hard not to lose his temper and make a scene.
"You know, my place really isn't that far away. We could be there and back in thirty minutes."
Kurt was appalled. "You think it only takes thirty minutes with me? Oh, sweetie, I'm a much classier person than a blowjob and a couple thrusts. I only go for guys who like to take their time."
"I can totally do that!" he proclaimed, excitement welling up in his eyes. "I love taking my time. It's just that so many people just like to cum and go if you know what I'm saying."
Oh god, Kurt wanted to leave. He gave a fake smile while Tyler turned to grab their drinks. Kurt looked over, and as if my some stroke of luck, bowtie guy was looking at him. Kurt's eyes widened and he almost forgot how to move or react. That was all it took for the boy to advert his eyes, obviously embarrassed that he was caught looking. Kurt almost whined. Dammit.
Tyler leaned in, offering to hold Kurt's drink for him to sip from. Kurt really just wanted to punch this guy in the face already. "Tyler, I'm so not into you, so if you'd just let me go-"
"Hey, cutie, I'm totally a catch, so just get over here and-"
"Sweetheart, what are you doing?"
The new voice made the two jump, turning towards the source. Kurt almost let out a relieved sob at bowtie guy standing behind them with his head tilted and his brow furrowed cutely.
"Get lost, buddy," Tyler said, dragging Kurt to his side. "I found him first."
"Au contraire, I'm pretty sure I found him first. We've been together for a year now. I just went to the bathroom, and now I find him with your arm practically choking him."
Tyler looked confused at first, and then ticked. "Yeah? Well he was leaving when I found him."
"We were meeting outside," bowtie said with a charming smile. "We were trying this acting like strangers role play, but unfortunately, it only attracted creeps like you."
"Are you calling me a creep?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that I just did." Kurt was looking between the two of them like a tennis match. He didn't know who was going to win. He just hoped that bowtie wouldn't give up. "So if you would just get your arm off of him."
"What's his name?" Tyler asked, squinting his eyes.
"You never even asked for my name!" Kurt said suddenly, turning to him. "Which is Kurt, by the way. You didn't really give me a chance to after all your advances, and I still stand by me saying no, I'm not interested. I have a boyfriend."
Bowtie reached forward and took Tyler's arm from Kurt's waist before pulling Kurt to his side. Kurt went willingly, letting out the breath he had been holding since Tyler stopped him.
"You know what?" Tyler asked, stepping forward into both of their faces. "You aren't worth the trouble. Too girly for my taste. You can have the princess all to yourself, buddy."
Kurt wasn't going to sit there and take it, so he stepped forward, Bowtie's hand staying on his shoulder. He grabbed Tyler by the shoulders, surprising the larger boy, and bringing his knee up without hesitation. It only took seconds before Tyler let out a howl of pain, collapsing to the floor as he started to cry.
"That's for the sexual harassment, buddy," Kurt told him with a delighted smile. "And you should think twice before calling people a princess, because my dad made me take self-defense classes."
He turned then, smiling gratefully at Bowtie. The boy returned his smile and took his hand before they walked away, leaving Tyler withering on the floor in pain. Once far enough away, Kurt pulled them both to a stop.
"Thank you for that," he said, shaking his head. "I was dying there."
"No problem, Kurt," Bowtie said with a grin. "The show was totally worth it. It's not every day that you see a grown man fall on the floor holding his junk after being kneed. It was amazing. Plus, I saw how uncomfortable you were, and I just had to help."
Kurt laughed, shaking his head. "I was trying to get your attention to come help actually, and you apparently got the idea. I don't know how I would have gotten away from the meathead had you not stepped in."
"I'm sure you would have figured it out. You handled it very well without my help. The self-defense classes really did hold that's for sure." He paused before holding out his hand. "I'm Blaine, by the way."
"Kurt, which you already knew." He shook Blaine's head, meeting his smile. "It's nice to meet you."
"You too." Blaine ducked his head. "Do you-uh-" He shook his head. "I'm obviously not very good at this, but can I get you a drink?"
"No," Kurt answered quickly, eyes going wide when Blaine looked disappointed. "I mean-not here. I really just want to get out of here and away for that Neanderthal, but I do know a little café that's not too far from here."
"Yeah, that sounds great!" Blaine said quickly, smile returning full force. He was really too pretty for his own good. No, he was gorgeous. "I'm just going to go tell my friend that I'm leaving."
Kurt nodded, pointing to the door. "I'll meet you out front."
Kurt stood outside, letting the fresh air clear his head. It was nice to know that the night wasn't a total waste. He had Blaine, cute Blaine who wore bowties and golden eyes that held so many expressions. Kurt couldn't stop the giddiness that was starting to rise in his stomach.
"Okay, sorry I took so long," Blaine said, exiting the door and stopping when he saw Kurt.
"I hope I didn't steal you away from your friend. You guys looked very close."
"Are you kidding? Sam was the one who forced me to go help you. He said-" He paused, looking out at the street. "Never mind."
"No, what?" Kurt pressed, raising his eyebrow in interest.
"He just said that you had been watching me all night, and that if I really wanted to make a move, saving you from that pig would be the way to go. It's not like I'm trying to get in your pants or anything, I promise! I just-I think you are really cute, and when he pointed you out earlier, I really wanted you to have watched me all night. If not, it's totally fine-"
"I was watching you all night," Kurt admitted, sending a warm smile over to Blaine. "I was watching you because you are adorable, and I love your outfit." He stepped forward to take Blaine's hands. "I'm not looking for just some one night stand or anything. I'm looking for someone who is sweet and nice and someone who can hold a good conversation about shared interest. You seemed like a person who could do that."
Blaine looked up at him, and Kurt saw his long lashes. He was instantly taken. "I am. I'm not just some floozy."
"That's good."
"Yeah, so shall we get going?" Blaine asked, offering his arm out for Kurt. He took it, and they were off.
"Kurt Hummel, you are the man of my dreams," Blaine gushed two weeks later as they sat on the couch in the loft. They had gotten along swimmingly, and Kurt was scared at how fast he was falling for the boy in front of him. IT just so happened that Blaine seemed to feel the same way.
"Blaine," Kurt warned, hitting him in the chest playfully. "Stop being so sappy."
"I'm sorry." Blaine grinned over at him. "I've just been thinking about the night we met, and I'm so happy that I went over there and helped you."
"Yeah, because here we are." Kurt leaned into him. They had taken things slow. The first night, the two parted with a kiss on the cheek by Kurt. They had gotten coffee a few more times before Blaine asked Kurt out on a date, and here they were on their second. They still hadn't kissed, and it was driving Kurt crazy. Blaine was a gentleman, and all Kurt wanted him to do was shove his tongue down Kurt's throat.
"I love all the time we are spending together, Kurt. And I was wondering something, and I'm a little nervous to ask it-"
"Yes, you can kiss me, Blaine," Kurt told him with a roll of his eyes. "It's not like I've been waiting since that night two weeks ago."
Blaine blanched, moving in his seat a little. "Oh, uh…"
"You weren't talking about that, were you?" Kurt felt his cheeks heat up, but he stood his ground. "I'm not backing down though. I still want you to kiss me."
"I was wondering if you'd be my boyfriend," Blaine spoke softly, a small smile forming. "But I like your question better."
The question was endearing and Kurt knew his answer immediately, but he wasn't backing down from his question. "I'm not agreeing be your boyfriend until we've locked lips, so come here."
Blaine went willingly as Kurt pulled him closer, closing the distance between them instantly. It was everything Kurt imagined and more. He loved every second, kissing deeper to feel Blaine move against him, and hold him closer and closer. Everything was perfect until they had to part.
"Yes," Kurt murmured against Blaine's lips.
Blaine pulled back slightly to look into Kurt's eyes. Kurt again was taken at how emotional his eyes got every so often. The color was so vivid and beautiful Kurt knew he'd spend a lot of time getting lost in them.
"Yes what?" Blaine asked softly, his hand not moving from its place caressing Kurt's cheek. His thumb moved tenderly against the skin, and it sent chills through Kurt.
"Yes, I'll be your boyfriend," Kurt answered with a smile before leaning back in.
Blaine met him halfway, and Kurt wouldn't deny that they stayed like that until his roommate came home and broke them apart. He wasn't ashamed at all. Not when he had someone as amazing as Blaine as his boyfriend now. They'd definitely be going back to the bar sometime soon to celebrate.
A/N: Hey guys, so I'm doing this. A lot of you guys wanted this, and don't fear. I do plan on trying to write some one shots for canon Klaine too! They won't be posted as often as these, but I know some of you want them so fear not! I will write them! I hope you like this one! If you have any AU's you'd love to read, leave them in a review and I'll do them! :)
-Sorry for any errors. I haven't proof read this one, but I will be doing it for the next one.