Blaine stared across the coffee shop. There was a new boy in town, and he was... different. He had this look about him; a rough, edgy look that Blaine found so attractive it was almost unreal. It surprised Blaine; he usually went for more...put-together boys. The ones who did their hair perfectly and wore neat and tidy clothes and came from respectable families.

The boy was wearing a black, cropped leather jacket and dark Wayfarers. He was sipping on an iced coffee, staring at something on his phone. His hair was messed up, but not the kind that was carefully sculpted to look messy. Blaine looked at the seat beside the boy and saw a black motorcycle helmet, explaining the boys' messy hair. Blaine kept on staring at the boy as he ran a hand through his sandy brown hair.

Suddenly, the boy glanced over at Blaine, catching the black haired boy gazing at him. The boy got a smirk on his face and stood up and quickly shoved his phone in his pocket, grabbing his helmet in one hand and his coffee in the other, . Blaine's heart started to pound as the boy threw out his coffee and walked over to Blaine's table and leaned down close to Blaine. His heart almost stopped completely when the boy spoke to him. His voice was higher than an average boy, but somehow still sexy and intimidating at the same time.

"Hey babe." Blaine fumbled at the boy's openness, not expecting the wink that came after. He opened and closed his mouth before the boy laughed.

"You're gonna catch flies like that, stud." The boy took the tips of his fingers and pushed Blaine's mouth closed. "That's better." Blaine stayed silent and kept on staring, unable to form a complete thought. The boy reached to his sunglasses and pushed them up on his head, showing off the bluest eyes Blaine had ever seen. His brain completely stopped working; he could only focus on those eyes. He realized as he kept looking that they weren't completely blue, there was an edging of green on the very outsides, making the blue stand out even more. He was startled back to reality, when the boy suddenly stood up straight.

"Why don't you take a picture, it will last longer?" And with that the boy spun around and walked off, leaving Blaine to stare after him. Blaine only managed to speak just as the boy was about to reach the door. He stood up quickly, almost knocking over his chair.

"What's your name?" The words came out loud and desperate, making Blaine blush a deep red. The boy made a half-turn, glancing back at Blaine with that same smirk from before and a delicately raised eyebrow. He looked Blaine up and down in such a way that made Blaine feel as though he were naked. The boy smiled, a real smile instead of a smirk, and spoke with confidence, chuckling a little.

"Kurt."

Blaine watched the boy leave the coffee shop. He moved to the window only to see the mysterious boy pull his helmet over his head and hop on a dark silver motorbike. The paint was sleek and shiny, the bike obviously well-cared for. Blaine kept watching as he started the bike and drove out of the parking lot. Only after the boy was well out of sight did Blaine did back down at his table.

He sat at his table until his coffee was ice cold. He couldn't forget the boy with the blue eyes and the bike. Blaine began to smile slightly to himself. He had a feeling he would be coming to the coffee shop much more often now. As he gathered his things and stood up he chuckled to himself, only letting one word escape from his lungs.

"Kurt..."

So this is kind of just somewhere that I can put all the little drabbles that come into my head. I haven't been writing really at all lately and I've decided it's time to get back in the game. I will be trying to finish my other works, as I fell horrible for abandoning them. I don't really have an excuse...well I could try but they're all really generic and lame like "I was busy all summer" and "I'm in a committed relationship" or "I go to college" which are all seriously bad excuses for not writing.

But I am back, and I will be making a conciously effort to start putting out chapters more often, I miss all my followers and I most certainly missed writing, so let's hope this little lack of writing doesn't happen again. Now...

ONTO THE INSANITY!