Transverse
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
A/N: I am excited, much more than I thought I would be, to finally share some of that imagination of mine – which btw drives me crazy a lot of the time - with you. I hope you enjoy the read. The story is nowhere near finished, so I hope you will want more after this chapter.
So, this is me reposting the whole story, because I really wanted to fix some mistakes I found re-reading, and put all of it in the present tense.
Chapter one
„Thank you." Kurt says with a voice as tearstained as his cheeks.
To Blaine the words sound almost like a sob. It is this moment that he knows he has lost the fight with himself.
He gets up and almost runs over to Kurt.
On his way he twice stumbles over some of the other Warblers, and almost finds himself on the ground. Even if asked right there and then, seconds after it
happened, he would not be able to tell you who it was that he had just tripped over.
Blaine is across the room full of boys – miraculously without actually taking a fall - so fast, and his arms around the boy entirely dressed in black, that Kurt
yet has to respond to suddenly being held like that, and by Blaine of all people.
Blaine's eyes have been firmly fixed on Kurt for the bigger part of the song, and he has no intention of bringing about a change in that any time soon, but
realizes he has to as he encloses the other boy in a firm embrace. The feeling of Kurt in his arms makes up for it though, and Blaine, his head lightly resting
on the slightly taller boy's right shoulder, cannot help the small smile playing around his lips.
'Blaine is hugging, holding me really in front of all kinds of other people.' Kurt thinks to himself, and Blaine feels him stirring slightly in his arms.
This hug, a gesture that on any other occasion would have immediately been accompanied by catcalls and wolf whistles, - originating from the other
members of the Dalton Glee Club present in the practice room - is this time allowed to take place in silence.
Unknown to the two boys partaking in the hug it is silently acknowledged by the other Warblers with warm, almost hesitant smiles.
Blaine can feel Kurt's body tense at the unexpected touch, so he tightens his hold on Kurt, in the hope that the blue-eyed boy will relax into his embrace.
When his act is instead met by Kurt growing more tense in his arms, and even beginning to shake Blaine is confused, and prepares himself to let go of the
boy right now still in his arms, although it is the last thing he wants right now.
Before he gets the chance to pull back to be able to look at the other boy, Kurt suddenly buries his head in the crook of Blaine's neck, and wraps his arms
tightly around Blaine's shoulders, holding on to him for dear life.
"It's fine Kurt, let it out. Let it all out." Blaine whispers soothingly into the other boy's ear.
After a short while, Blaine manages to move them, both still holding each other close, onto one of the couches in the room.
They break apart, after neither knows how long a time, and Blaine's gaze immediately wanders to Kurt's face. Hoping he will be able to catch his eye so he
can offer him a comforting smile.
Kurt clearly has other ideas, or at least not that one, and his eyes firmly pinned downward.
When, after what to Blaine feels like hours, Kurt's gaze finally meets Blaine's, the dark haired boy instantly has to fight hard not to give in to the impulse to
run his fingers through the slightly tousled strand of hair hanging into Kurt's eyes.
That urge takes Blaine himself by surprise. 'I just want to comfort him, nothing strange, nothing sexual about that at all. Right?'
After what feels like no more than a second of just staring back into Blaine's eyes, Kurt closes his own and attempts a deep steadying breath.
Kurt's still uneven breathing though is completely caught in his throat when he feels the fingertips of Blaine's right hand brush the strand of hair tenderly out
of face.
In this moment Kurt wishes for nothing more than for Blaine's hand to move to rest on his cheek, for the opportunity to lean into Blaine's touch.
But within seconds, Kurt can feel Blaine's hand moving away, and back down onto Kurt's, where it had been resting before.
When Kurt opens his eyes and looks right back again into Blaine's that 'Has he just been staring at my lips al this time?' Kurt is not sure if he would be
comfortable with that.
Fearing the mixture of desperation, frustration and confusion he can feel so painfully clear might show in his eyes Kurt glances around the room only to find
it, except for the two of them, empty.
"Where did everyone go?" Kurt kind of blurts out.
Blaine only now looks around the room himself "Oh, they must have left to give us some privacy."
Kurt blushes.
"No, I just meant…" but even Blaine himself does not know what he means anymore, so he stops midsentence, and moves back a little, from where Kurt
and he have all this time been scooting very close together.
They remain seated like this for a while, simply holding each other's hands. Neither willing to give up the warmth of the other's touch just yet.