Blaine Anderson was a man of structure. Every morning he would be up by 6, in the shower by 6:05, and out the door by 6:30 with a kiss on the cheek from his husband; always sticking to a schedule and always knowing what to expect. But what Blaine really didn't expect was to be having an affair with a younger man. He wasn't that much younger, but definitely younger than his husband.
Blaine grew up a very privileged child; only attending private schools and getting anything he wanted. His father, a successful attorney, and his mother inherited quite a bit of money. His older brother, Cooper, became a plastic surgeon, whom has operated on many celebrities. Coming from a driven family, Blaine had always known what he wanted in life: money and success. He became the CEO of one of the most prestigious record labels in the country by the age of 32. He was doing what he loved: listening to music and making money. When he was 35, he met his husband, Gregory Myers, at a work event, and six months later they were married.
Now, Blaine is on his way to his favorite coffee shop, where he stops every day before work. Once he arrived, he waited in the line patiently, glancing at his watch often. He had to be at work by 7:15, and it was only 6:45, he tried to mentally remind himself that he had time to spare and wouldn't be late. In the midst of his mental conversation, he hadn't realized the Barista had already asked for the next customer.
"Well if it isn't the most handsome Barista in the city," he compliments the barista behind the counter, wearing a name tag that spelt the name: Kurt. Blaine leans over the counter and gives him a quick peck on the lips.
"Blaine! You can't just do that in public," Kurt warns with a hushed tone as he looks around the shop ensuring there were no suspecting onlookers.
"Babe its fine, I don't know anyone in here, and I highly doubt you do either." Blaine reassures.
"I know, but still," Kurt says still not feeling comfortable with the unexpected PDA. "Okay so a medium-drip?" Kurt asks although he knows the answer. "Of course," Blaine confirms.
Kurt then types the order on the screen in front of him, and although Kurt refuses to let Blaine pay for the coffee every day, he always leaves him quite a large tip.
Blaine then receives his coffee and with a wink he calls out, "See ya later gorgeous."
"Have good day at work!" Kurt shouts back in reply with a smirk on his face.
Kurt Hummel was a 23 year old college student studying fashion and working as a barista on the side. He grew up in Lima, Ohio in humble suburban neighborhood. His mother died when he was six, so he was raised just by his father, Burt, who he has a great relationship with. If he had told his father that he was in a relationship with a married man, he would be greatly disappointed, and Kurt would never be able to live with himself. Which isn't ironic, considering the guilt he feels everyday knowing that he is sleeping with another man's husband. He knows that what they're doing is wrong, but he can never say no to Blaine. And despite what it may look like, it wasn't just sex to them; they both have feelings for each other that aren't just classified as sexual.
Kurt feels his phone vibrate in his pocket, alerting him of a text. He pulls his cell phone out of his jeans quickly and reads the text.
Blaine: Sleeping over tonight. I'll get some take-out and wine. See you later 3 xoxo – B
Kurt smiles at the text and responds quickly, hoping not to get caught by his boss.
Kurt: Can't wait. See you around 7 3
"Is that Mister Millionaire?" Rachel, his best friend and co-worker, asks.
"Maybe," Kurt responds as he prepares a customer's latte.
"I still don't like this relationship, Kurt," Rachel adds.
"I don't need you to like it. It's none of your business. I don't want to talk about it at work," Kurt replies.
And just like that, the conversation was dropped. Rachel never liked the idea of Kurt and Blaine's relationship. She doesn't know why Kurt was seeing Blaine. Was it for the sex or the materialistic items he receives? She doesn't like to harp on Kurt about it too much because she knows it only ends in an argument.
So Rachel agrees to drop…for now.
At around 7:30, there was a knock on Kurt's apartment door, which was paid for by Blaine.
Blaine, living in the Upper East Side wanted to make sure Kurt was never too far away, especially since he previously lived in Bushwick, which was 45 minutes away. Their living situations were never convenient, so Blaine decided to just move Kurt closer to him, which was very difficult to convince him to do. Kurt didn't feel comfortable with his boyfriend paying for his apartment and he didn't want to impose, but of course Blaine didn't listen. He wanted to make sure his boyfriend was living in a safer neighborhood where he could visit him much more often. He also wanted the best for Kurt and he figured if he could pay for it, he would deliver.
Kurt opened the front door to find Blaine holding up a box of Ray's pizza and a bottle of expensive wine and sporting an award winning smile.
He let him in politely and wondered, "So, what did you tell Greg this time?"
"Business trip," he replied simply as he set the items on Kurt's coffee table in front of the TV.
"Again? How could one person travel so much?" Kurt asks as he gathered paper plates from the kitchen.
"It's part of my job anyways, and he never seems to question it so…"
"Well, he's going to catch on some time," Kurt states.
"It's fine. I didn't agree to come over to talk about my husband who I'm cheating on. Can we just eat and talk about something else," Blaine tells him, starting to feel a little guilty.
"I'm sorry, you're right. How was your day?" Kurt changes the subject and sits on the couch to eat his pizza.
"Long. We signed a new artist, who I feel might be another flop, but it's worth the investment," he tells him as he takes a sip of his wine.
"That's awesome! Speaking of your work, Could you get me a copy of Gaga's newest single," Kurt asks with hopeful eyes, knowing Blaine would be able to do it.
"Kurt, you know the song hasn't been released yet, I can't just give you a copy, that's illegal," Blaine states. Kurt just continues to give him his infamous puppy dog eyes. "Please," Kurt begs.
"Ugh, I'll see what I can do," he sighs. Kurt lets out squeak and a little jump.
"But im not making any promises," Blaine warns with a pointed finger. Kurt doesn't listen; he just climbs onto Blaine and peppers his face with kisses. "Thank you Blainers."
Blaine chuckles and tells him, "Don't thank me yet, I haven't given it to you yet."
"I know, but you will," Kurt states knowingly.
"Don't be such a spoiled brat," he warns playfully and tosses him on the couch and straddles him.
Let's just say the pizza and wine weren't revisited until later that night.
Later that night, the two men were cuddled in Kurt's bed, watching trashy reality TV. Blaine didn't particularly enjoy Bravo shows, but Kurt really did so he agreed to sit through it for him.
Considering that it was Friday night and he had told his husband he was on a business trip, Kurt and Blaine had the whole weekend to spend together.
"So, what did you want to do tomorrow?" Blaine asked.
"I don't know, whatever you want," Kurt responded, clearly distracted by the TV.
"Why don't we go down to Madison Avenue, do a little shopping, grab some lunch," Blaine suggests.
"Blaine, I can't keep spending your money," Kurt says.
"Babe, Its fine, I have the money, and I don't mind spending it, especially on you."
"I guess," Kurt responds, still a little wary about it.
At around 8 am, Kurt and Blaine were still asleep, when Blaine's phone went off. Blaine reluctantly reached over and looked at screen which read: Greg3 calling
He pressed the green answer button and held the phone up to his ear.
"Hello?" Blaine answered in a groggy voice.
"Hey, you were supposed to call me when you landed," Greg responded.
"I know, I'm sorry honey, I was so tired after the flight that I just crashed when I got to hotel," Blaine lied
"Oh..okay. So , what are your plans for the day?" Greg tries to converse.
"Um… Just have a couple of meetings to attend," He continued.
"Sounds fun," Greg joked. "I was kind of hoping we could fool around on the phone a little before you had to go to work," Greg suggests in a sensual tone.
Blaine looks down at a sleeping Kurt on his chest. "I would but I have to start getting ready for my first meeting. Im so sorry babe," he fibbed.
"Oh. It's fine, I understand," Greg replies a little upset.
"Im sorry. I have to get ready; I'll talk to you later okay?" Blaine tells him as Kurt stirs awake.
"Okay, I love you."
"Love you too," Blaine responds and ends the call, feeling a pit in his stomach.
"Was that Greg?" Kurt asks in a sleepy tone.
"Yeah, and just turned down phone sex so you better make up for it somehow," Blaine teased.
"Yeah, I'm not relieving a boner I didn't create," Kurt replied.
"Oh shut up," Blaine rolled his eyes and carried Kurt into the shower
A/N: Thank you for reading! This chapter was just setting everything up and gives you a feel of the characters and their relationships. Drama will start soon. Next chapter is shopping down Madison Avenue.