AN: I had some not so sexy adventures in my shower the past week and I was homesick so thinking of the showers at my college and I'm always thinking of Klaine and so this formed itself in my mind and I wrote it. It's part one of 3 or 4. Not sure how I'm going to upload, as chapters or separate stories. I also have three other one shots planned in this verse. This was supposed to just be some quick smut, but then plot happened and characters and now I actually have this as a verse in my head. I don't own Glee.
Blaine took a break from unpacking to open his door. Technically it was his roommates also, but the guy had left a little while ago to see off his family. Blaine had been glad they hadn't hung out in their new room to say good bye. His own family hadn't even bothered to come. They just dropped him off at the airport and said they would pick him up for Christmas break. Blaine pushed the thoughts away and smiled at the guy outside his door.
"Hey, Blaine right?" he asked.
Blaine nodded.
"Yes! I've gotten everyone's name right within the first 4 hours!" the guy said. "I'm Roger, if you don't remember, your RA. I wanted to invite you to dinner, it's a floor event, give you a chance to get to know the people you'll be living with this year. We're meeting here in the hall at 5 and just going to the dining hall."
"Sure, sounds good," Blaine replied.
"Great, everything else ok?" Roger asked.
"Yea, just unpacking on my own," Blaine told him gesturing to the half full suitcase on the floor behind him.
"Your roommate not here yet? I thought everyone checked in," Roger questioned.
"He is, he went to see his family off," Blaine informed him.
"Ah, okay, well if he comes back in time let him know about dinner," Roger inquired.
"Of course," Blaine nodded.
"Great! See you at 5!" Roger smiled and walked over to a door across the hall and knocked.
Blaine grinned a bit and stepped back to close his door. He didn't mind other people, but he wanted to unpack in peace. He paused and looked across the hall. The guy was kind of cute, in a derpy sort of way. He was also like really tall. Blaine felt his smile fall a bit as a girl came out of the room and wound herself around the guy, clearly his girlfriend. Blaine's eyebrows rose as the girl started talking and apparently didn't stop. He leaned against the door and watched in amusement as Roger tried to get away but couldn't without seeming rude. Eventually a voice from inside the room said something and the girl stopped talking and turned around, flouncing back into the room. Blaine stood frozen, he wasn't sure what had been said, but the voice from in the room had been beautiful. It was a bit high for a guy, but unless tall and derpy had two girlfriends or a sister, it was possible the guy was his roommate. Speaking of tall and derpy he was looking across the hall at Blaine in puzzlement. Roger wasn't visible, probably ran off the first chance he got. Blaine smiled at the guy and then frowned as the guys eyes widened and he hurriedly went back into the room and shut the door. Blaine closed his door and shrugged. Maybe the guy hadn't wanted his girlfriend to find his porn while unpacking his things. She seemed like the kind of girl who would take charge of unpacking. Blaine went back to his own unpacking, not thinking of the beautiful voice from the room across the hall or where his porn was.
Blaine had just gotten his computer and sound system set up over by his desk when David came back.
"Sweet speakers, what do you listen to?" David asked as he came into the room.
"Top 40 mostly, but I can usually get behind anything with a good voice," Blaine said. Like the boy from the room across the hall…he thought and blushed.
"Awesome! We can finish unpacking and rock out," David grinned.
"Do you mind if I sing? I was in my school's choir and I'm going to be studying vocal so it would be nice to practice a bit," Blaine asked.
"Really? That's awesome! I'm going into music education, so if you don't mind me singing as well I'm all for it," David responded.
Blaine found a radio station and turned the volume up. Soon he and David were singing and unpacking. Blaine had to admit David had a fairly good voice. In what seemed like no time Blaine was done packing and he looked at the time. 4:56 pm. "Oh! Do you want to go to dinner? Roger came by earlier and invited us, I guess it's a floor thing."
"Sure! I'm starved!" David said putting the last few things in a drawer and following Blaine out of their room.
"Ah, so it was you two having the dance party," Roger grinned as they joined the line of boys on the floor.
Blaine blushed and David grinned. "For sure! I think it's safe to say you all better get used to it. We're both music majors."
"Not the first time I've had music majors on the floor," Roger said. "All right, I think this is everyone so let's head out."
The boys followed Roger out of the dorm and to the dining hall across the street. They were in groups talking and walking slowly. Well, slowly for hungry teenage guys at least. Blaine saw the tall derpy guy from earlier, he was laughing at something one of the other guys had said. They both had on sport team shirts. Blaine thought it would be safe to say they were probably jocks or at least liked to watch football games. They seemed nice though, not like they would hurt him. Blaine turned his attention away from them and back to David and some of the guys he was talking to. He joined the conversation about music easily. They got to the dining hall and Roger claimed a table before ushering them off to get food. Blaine joined the grill line with the other guys, but opted to get a chicken sandwich instead of a hamburger. He also went to grab a bit of salad from the salad bar. He was glad to see that there was a seat left next to David and quickly went to sit down. When in doubt stick with the person you'll end up sleeping with that night. Dinner was actually fun and no one made fun of what Blaine ate. No one commented at all actually. He even saw one guy who had gotten soup for a meal. They talked and got to know each other and Blaine found himself thinking he might like college a little bit more.
About halfway through the meal the tall and derpy guy started waving a hand. "Kurt! Over here!" he called attempting to stand up. Blaine saw the disaster as it was about to happen. The guy tried to stand up, but his chair was caught on the one next to him. Luckily the guy next to him grabbed the chair before he fell.
"Careful dude," said the guy next to him.
"Thanks," tall and derpy said before looking the other way and waving again.
"Finn I see you, you can stop waving," a beautiful voice said. The same beautiful voice from across the hall in tall and derpy's room. Tall and derpy's name was Finn apparently. Weird, but then his name was Blaine, so he didn't really have a say. The important thing was that beautiful voice had a name. His name was Kurt, which meant he was a guy and not Finn's second girlfriend or sister.
Blaine was about to turn around to see Kurt when Kurt walked over and stood behind Finn. Blaine stared. Beautiful voice and just about everything else: beautiful hair, and beautiful face and beautiful blue eyes. Blaine felt his mouth drop as he took in the outfit. "Oh my gosh, it's the Alexander McQueen jacket from the latest Vogue cover," he said and felt everyone turned to stare at him.
Kurt's mouth had dropped open in surprise, his eyes widening. Whatever he had been about to say was forgotten. "Be my new best friend?" he asked Blaine.
Blaine nodded. "Can I just feel your jacket? It looks so soft."
Kurt squealed and ran over to Blaine's side of the table. He grabbed an empty nearby chair and squeezed himself in between Blaine and David. "Kurt Hummel," he said holding out a hand for Blaine to shake.
"Blaine Anderson," Blaine still hadn't taken his eyes off Kurt's jacket.
"Oh my gosh, if you want to pet my jacket just go ahead. Wait!" Kurt said as he started to reach his hands out. Kurt grabbed his bag and pulled out a pack of moist towelettes. "Here, clean your hands first. There's probably a layer of grease from all this fried and grilled food."
Blaine dutifully took the wipes and cleaned his hands. He then reached a hand out and stroked the fur lining of Kurt's hood and down his arm over the fleece. He let out a small satisfied groan. "This is like heaven, if I wore this I would be stroking myself all day."
Kurt giggled and Blaine clued in to what he was saying and how he sounded. He blushed and quickly took his hands away and turned back to what was left of his salad. "Hey, it's okay, I'll admit I pretty much did the same thing when I first got it. My dad got it for me as a present before I left and it threw off my entire packing schedule, but it was so worth it."
"Your dad bought that for you?" Blaine asked in shock.
"Yea, it was his peace offering for my having to room with Finn," Kurt rolled his eyes at the boy. At Blaine's raised eyebrow Kurt explained. "Finn's my brother, step brother technically. My dad and Finn are a little protective of me, and were freaking out about me rooming with some stranger and even though I would have enjoyed getting away a bit I suppose it is better than being with someone random and having problems."
Blaine nodded. "That's really awesome though that you have a brother who would room with you though. My brother wouldn't."
"You have a brother too?" Kurt asked.
"Yea, Cooper, he likes to think he's a big actor, but all he's done is these local commercials for a credit company," Blaine explained.
"Still, it's something. I'm aspiring to be an actor, Broadway bound," Kurt said.
"That's awesome! I'm a music major as well, but just vocal. I want to write and sing my own songs someday," Blaine told him.
"Kurt, aren't you going to eat?" Finn asked leaning over the table.
Kurt frowns at having their conversation interrupted, but then nods and gets up. "Guess I'm off to find something not completely covered in grease. Save my spot?"
Blaine nods and doesn't stare at Kurt's ass as he walks away. The fact that his jacket just hugs his waist and hips stopping just above the swell of his butt really doesn't help any. He stops staring as David smacks him on the head. "Ow! Roommate abuse!"
"Stop staring at his ass before his brother kills you," David orders him.
Blaine turns around and sure enough Finn is glaring at him a bit. He turns back to David and grins sheepishly. "Should I even bother to tell you I'm gay?"
David laughs. "If you're knowing every word to Katy Perry, Gaga, and Adele didn't tip me off during our sing-a-long earlier today announcing to the world that Kurt's jacket came from Vogue was enough of an answer. At least I know you'll be too busy going after Kurt to look at me."
Blaine started to protest and David just laughed again. "Dude, relax, I don't care what you are, just put a sock or hat on the door if you have someone over."
Blaine blushed, not sure that was any better, but was saved from commenting by the return of Kurt. "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself before," he said to David. "Kurt."
"David, I'm Blaine's roommate," David says shaking Kurt's hand. "Also a music major, going into education."
"Really? That's great! If I didn't have the stage calling me I think I would look into teaching kids as well. That is if Fashion didn't work out," Kurt took a few bites of his salad.
"I was the leader of my schools Glee club, we never had a teacher, just a student council, so I sort of already have a bit of experience. If you count teaching your friends to sing and side step experience," David joked. "I realized I actually really liked leading the guys and teaching was a good course of study."
"I was in Glee club too! Our teacher was okay, he tried to be there for everyone, but a lot of times he played favorites. His heart was always in the right place though, even if I deserved more solos," Kurt scoffed.
Blaine laughed. "Someone thinks highly of themselves."
"I'll have you know Blaine that I'm a very rare person with an even rarer voice," Kurt went on to say.
"Oh yea? And what would that be?" Blaine asked.
"I happen to be a countertenor," Kurt informed him.
"Shut up!" David said loudly causing the people around them to stare again. "Oh my gosh if you had been in the Warblers we would have given you every solo or at least part of one! The Warblers haven't had a countertenor in 15 years!"
"Wait, the Warblers, from Dalton Academy in Westerville?" Kurt asked. David nodded. "We totally competed against you! Finn and I were in New Directions!"
"What? No way! You're from Lima?" David said shocked.
Kurt nodded. "Unfortunately. I'm planning to cut all ties except those with my father and Carole by the time I graduate."
"You aren't talking about Ohio are you?" Blaine asked. "Because I'm from Columbus."
"Shut up! You can't have been a few hours away from me this whole time!" Kurt exclaimed.
"What?" Blaine asked.
"What?" David echoed.
"Nothing," Kurt said blushing and shoving more of his salad in his mouth.
"I can't believe we're all from the same State! Anyone drive here? It would make going home so much easier. We could all carpool and trade off driving," David suggested.
Blaine shook his head. "No car. My parents sold it and said they would buy me a new one when I graduated."
"Finn and I discussed bringing a car, but he once almost killed a mailman, so dad didn't want him driving in the city. I just refuse to let him drive at all. With me being the only one driving back and forth it wouldn't have worked. I'll talk to him though and maybe we can fly back together and then drive my baby back to school together," Kurt said.
"Sweet! I'm the middle of 5 so no chance my family would have money for a car for me along with my other siblings. It's one of the first things I plan on getting when I have a job," David said.
"What are you planning on getting?" Kurt asked.
David shrugged. "It will probably be another 3 years before I can afford one, if that early, so I guess whatever's in my budget and can function."
Kurt stared at him in slight horror. "What?"
"If you're going to be a music educator you want a car that's going to last. The economy sucks and you aren't going to be making much money. So when you go to buy a car you should pay more for something that will last longer and have a good insurance policy in case of accidents of course," Kurt informed him.
David furrowed his brow in thought. "Huh. That's actually really good advice, thanks!"
Kurt nodded.
"How do you know so much about cars?" Blaine asked curious.
"My dad's a mechanic. He started teaching me about cars as soon as I was old enough to hold a wrench. I've just grown up knowing them and it's one of the few things we share," Kurt explained. "He's not really into musicals or fashion, but he's always supported me even if he doesn't understand them."
"That's awesome," Blaine said smiling softly. He wished his father supported him. His father rarely ever saw him. He opened his mouth to ask if Finn knew cars too, when Kurt slid down in his seat and behind Blaine.
"Oh no, hide me!" he whispered.
"What?" Blaine asked trying to look behind him at Kurt.
"It's Rachel! I managed to escape her, but somehow she found me!" Kurt whimpered and hid his face in Blaine's back.
Blaine went numb, his body not used to having someone so close, especially someone like Kurt. Kurt who was nuzzling his back or something, Blaine wasn't sure, but he wouldn't mind Kurt nuzzling him when they woke up together spooning after a night of awesome sex. Whoa! Way too much! He had only met the guy 30 minutes ago!
"Kurt come out from behind your young Burt Reynolds, you're scaring him. More importantly you left me just as I was beginning to debate if I should sing Funny Girl or Don't Rain on My Parade for our auditions next week for the musical. Something you should really listen to and possibly take part in to better your own chances for a role."
Blaine stared at the girl who was still talking. She had been the same girl who had come out of Finn and Kurt's room before. The one who he thought was Finn's girlfriend. What had Kurt said her name was?
"Rachel!" Kurt yelled stopping her from talking.
Rachel! That was it. Blaine smiled and then frowned as he realized Kurt was pulling himself back up and out from behind his back. He missed the warmth of Kurt there.
"For the last time I don't have time to listen to you debate which song to sing. Especially since I've heard you sing them both countless times! I have to prepare for my own audition," Kurt said exasperated.
"Yes, I can clearly see you're preparing for your audition now while you're flirting with your hall mates! If you have time to flirt with the boys you have time to listen to me sing and then tell me which is better and help me analyze what the directors will want based on the very basic audition guidelines they gave us at orientation," Rachel went on to say.
Kurt blushed and interrupted her to say, "So when you kick me out of the room tonight to be with Finn for two hours isn't a waste of time? Because I might just stay and demand you help me practice for my audition."
Rachel closed her mouth with a snap and huffed. "That's different! Finn also helps me to practice."
"Yea, he sure makes you hit some high notes," at Rachel's outraged expression he went on. "My room was right next door. I could hear you. Not everyone has a soundproof room like you. Try to remember next time we're home and take Finn to your house?"
Rachel opened and closed her mouth a few times and then said, "Fine!" she marched down the table and grabbed Finn, pulling him up, which should have seemed a bit impossible for someone her size. Blaine caught the end of needing to go practice or something and Finn followed along confused and waving a quick goodbye to the other guys.
"What was that?" David asked.
"That was Rachel Berry, a star in the making, also a diva, and my endless competition. She's also my best friend," Kurt said. "It's a love hate relationship."
"Are you sure it's not all hate?" David asked.
Kurt shrugged like he really didn't know either. "So what are you two doing tonight? I've just been kicked out of my room until 10."
At Blaine and David's confused looks Kurt slowly explained. "Finn and Rachel are dating. Finn and I are roommates. Rachel just dragged him off to our room which is empty to no doubt rant about how horrible I am at which point Finn will consol her and agree and then tell her she's wonderful and start making out and after that I don't want to know."
"Oh!" Blaine and David said in understanding.
"But how do you know she'll be gone at 10?" Blaine went on to ask.
"Rachel keeps to a strict schedule. One she made sure I knew by memory having to repeat it to Finn so he could memorize it too," Kurt rolled his eyes.
"I keep saying I want a girlfriend, but after seeing that, I'm actually glad I'm single," David commented. Kurt just laughed.
"I don't have plans but you're welcome to come back and hang out in our room if David doesn't mind," Blaine suggested.
"Fine with me, we can have another sing-a-long!" David cheered.
"What are you guys, 5?" Kurt asked.
"5 and a half," Blaine corrected. "You can practice for your audition if you want too. All though if you need music then I guess that wouldn't work."
"Everything's on my iPod, as long as I can hook it up to your speakers I'm good to go," Kurt smiled.
"I get to hear you sing! This is like a dream come true!" David gushed. Kurt raised an eyebrow at him. "You're a countertenor; I've never heard a countertenor before! Wes is going to be so mad he went to UCLA instead of NYU when I tell him this! He was one of the leaders with me for the Warblers."
Kurt and Blaine nodded in understanding. Blaine smiled as they left the dining hall talking more about music and Glee clubs. He had made a friend with his roommate and a friend with a beautiful guy who lived across the hall. This was only in the first few hours too. The night was still young, the semester just started, he hoped other good things were on the way as well.
Blaine and David had fun hanging out with Kurt until he left promptly at 10, yelling a goodbye to Rachel as she left his room. They talked a bit longer, but then David said he was tired and Blaine agreed that they should go to bed. Even though they don't have class tomorrow it wouldn't be good to get into bad sleep habits before the semester even starts. David fell asleep quickly, softly snoring. Blaine's glad he's not an obnoxious snorer like his brother. Blaine turned onto his back and stared up at his ceiling and sighed. He just can't fall asleep.
He doesn't think it's because he's homesick. The idea is actually laughable. He had been waiting to move out of his house for the past year and is more than thrilled to have finally done so. Sure he doesn't have his own place yet, but maybe next year he can get an apartment with David or Kurt. He smiled as he thought of Kurt: his smile, his blue eyes, and his wonderful voice. Blaine paused as he realized what was keeping him up, or rather what was up, between his legs, over the thought of a guy he just met.
He closed his eyes and turned on his side, ignoring it and thinking of something else. He had let David talk him into auditioning for the campus acapella choir. He wondered what song he should sing; something that would be easy to arrange with their voices, but also showed his talents. Kurt had a lot of talent. David had practically cried when he heard Kurt sing. Blaine too had been close to tears at the beautiful performance of Don't Cry For Me Argentina Kurt had given them. Kurt could dance too. Their singing party had turned into a dance party and Kurt had mentioned knowing the Single Ladies dance. No matter how much Blaine and David begged he refused to show them though. Maybe another day Blaine could get him to do it for him, a private performance perhaps. Kurt would swivel his hips before slowly grinding down onto Blaine's lap.
Blaine's eyes snapped back open. That wasn't helping his problem. He needed to stop thinking these things. He huffed in frustration as he realized he was completely hard now, just from thinking of Kurt. He looked at the clock 1:30am. David was asleep, if he was quiet he could probably get away with getting himself off. Blaine didn't feel comfortable doing that though. With a sigh he quietly got out of his bed and grabbed his towel and shower supplies. He would do this tonight, and then he would be fine for a while. Blaine was usually okay only getting off every once in a while. He hadn't ever been lucky enough to have a boyfriend. There had been a few guys he had fooled around with, but mostly the only pleasure he received was what he gave himself.
Blaine unlocked the door and quickly slipped out to the hall and the bathroom. He didn't see or hear anyone in the toilets and there were no showers running. Good. Hopefully no one would come in, just in case though he made a mental note to be quiet. Something he was actually sort of good at thanks to the thin walls of his house. Too many nights he had heard his brother with some girl. He shuddered at the thought and slipped off his shirt and pajama bottoms. Folding them on the bench he wrapped his towel around his hips and made his way to one of the shower stalls. He made sure it was the one with the solid curtain and drew it closed only sneaking his arm out again to hang his towel. He put his soap and shampoo on the stool in the corner and then turned on the water.
Blaine jumped back and almost yelped as the cold hard spray hit him. Adjusting the knob he waited till it was warmer before stepping under again and relaxing. He looked down and sighed. Nothing had changed even with the time it had taken him to get here. Hanging his head he slowly brought his hand down and cupped himself. He let out a breath as he began to stroke his cock lightly.
Blaine let his mind drift and soon he had an image of Kurt. His perfect hair and bright blue eyes, he remembered how the coat had hugged him and been so soft. He twisted his hand as he reached the head of his cock and thought of Kurt's ass. The coat had ended just above it, making it stand out. Kurt's ass was amazing. Blaine wanted to touch it and come inside it while Kurt screamed his name in his beautiful voice. Blaine flicked his thumb over the tip of his cock and came trying not to get any on the walls. He cleaned himself up and went back to bed. Hopefully he wouldn't have any more problems for a while. He fell asleep, ignoring the fact that he just got off to a guy he had met that evening and was probably going to be friends with.
It soon became clear to anyone on the floor that David, Blaine, and Kurt were good friends. The three were often found in David and Blaine's room singing and practicing for their various choirs and performances. Finn sometimes joined them, but the empty room meant he could have Rachel over more. Rachel tried to join them, but Kurt usually kicked her out claiming that he could only tolerate so much of her before he would start to hate her again. He also could only tolerate so much of Finn complaining that Rachel was too busy with singing and not focusing on him. It worked out for everyone.
The other guys on the floor didn't mind, provided Kurt didn't overwhelm them with show tunes. Kurt had pouted at first, but then after being accused of only knowing show tunes he had blown them all with his performance of Blackbird. It had been during a calm moment, the song came on and Kurt sang along with Blaine and David softly adding backing vocals. They had then had a two hour jam session to the Beatles with some other guys who had heard and demanded more. After that the guys had been more receptive to Kurt's musical numbers.
Blaine liked that the guys were a mix of people. They had jocks, bio majors, actors, business, and of course music students. Finn had somehow managed to get a fairly large HD TV in his and Kurt's room so Monday nights were spent watching football. Blaine would go and hang out with the guys. Kurt would stay for the beginning and talk, but then leave as most of the guys would be too focused on the game. Blaine wasn't sure what he did, but Kurt didn't seem to mind being kicked out of his room.
It was Monday night and Blaine was on his way to Finn and Kurt's room with David. The guys greeted them and David snatched the last seat on the couch leaving Blaine to sit on the floor by Kurt's desk as the only open spot. Blaine sat down and was surprised to see Kurt there working on a paper. "Hey," he said.
"Hi," Kurt said turning to look at him briefly and then back to his computer.
Blaine sat there for a minute, his mind not quite working. Kurt was wearing glasses. Blaine didn't know he had a thing for glasses until just now. Maybe it was just Kurt in glasses. He shook his head and pushed the thoughts away as a loud cheer sounded from the guys in the room. Blaine thought he heard Kurt sigh in exasperation, but was then pulled into a conversation and forgot until a few minutes later there was another cheer. Blaine turned to look at Kurt and saw him rubbing his eyes under his glasses. "Kurt, are you all right?" he asked.
Kurt just shrugged. "I'm fine," he said after a moment and finally moved his hands down from his face.
Blaine kneeled up and looked at Kurt closer. "No you're not. What's wrong?"
Kurt looked at him a moment and then gave in. "I have a paper due tonight at midnight that I totally forgot about until an hour ago. I'm having a real hard time focusing and I just can't work anywhere but in my room. I've tried studying in the library before but I'm always distracted and worried about other people being there. Plus I like to listen to music while I work, and sometimes I'll sing without knowing it. If I'm in the library or a study room and sing I'll end up bothering someone else."
"You want to work in my room?" Blaine offered. "David and I are here so it's empty. You can play your music and sing and do whatever you want."
"Really?" Kurt asked hopeful.
"Sure," Blaine got up and waited for Kurt to grab his stuff before walking him over and unlocking the door.
"Thank you so much Blaine. Are you sure David won't mind?" Kurt asked as he quickly organized his things on Blaine's desk.
"I doubt he even noticed," Blaine said.
"True. I know Finn didn't catch on to anything," Kurt rolled his eyes.
"How come you didn't just have him cancel tonight?" Blaine asked curious.
"It's his room too. We also shared a room for a bit when our parents first got married and I tended to take over it before we moved. So this is sort of a thank you and apology for the past," Kurt explained.
"Well you're welcome to my room Monday nights from now on then. I'm going to head back to the game," Blaine told him.
Kurt smiled as the door closed after Blaine, then got to work on his paper.
This soon became the new routine. Kurt would hang out, and then when he got bored he would either go out or to Blaine's room. As the weather got colder he could usually be found in Blaine's room reading or working on homework, always with music on. David didn't say anything about it, most times he didn't notice like Blaine said. Blaine liked coming back to his room to find Kurt at his desk or relaxed on his bed. It was almost like coming home to Kurt. Blaine needed to stop jumping ahead of himself. He and Kurt weren't even dating or anything. They were just really good friends. Blaine hadn't had any problems like the first night, thankfully. He was glad his body had an apparently lower sex drive than most guys.
Of course then he saw Kurt after a shower. He had gone to the bathroom and run into Kurt who was all bundled up in a white fluffy robe, his hair still wet and lightly resting on his forehead, his glasses a bit steamed from the water. "Hey," Kurt had said smiling at him before walking around and to his room. Blaine had just stood there and stared at him until the door closed again and Kurt was gone from his sight. He spent the next four hours fighting with himself before finally giving in to what his body wanted.
That night he felt worse about getting off than the first night, but it wasn't like Kurt would ever know. He also didn't do it all that often. Rubbing his hair dry a bit, he threw his towel around his waist and walked out only to almost run into Kurt again. He froze and Kurt froze as well his mouth opening in shock. "Hi," he finally managed to get out.
"Hi," Kurt replied still staring as Blaine felt water dripping down his chest from his hair. "I was just going to the bathroom."
Blaine nodded. Kurt stood there for a moment more than quickly made his way to one of the stalls. Blaine hurriedly left and after putting on his pajamas buried his head under his pillow. Maybe he could fall asleep and suffocate under it so he wouldn't ever have to go through something that embarrassing ever again.
Blaine was scared after that to even think about getting off again. If Kurt had come in a few minutes earlier he would have heard Blaine getting off over him. Blaine was actually able to keep to his new vow. He didn't know if it was just because he was busy with the end of the semester coming up or if he was just too scared, but he wasn't going to complain. Kurt was more and more stressed as the semester end drew near. He had started snapping at people, especially Rachel and Finn. Blaine couldn't count how many times he had heard Kurt and Rachel screaming at each other this past week. It happened in class, in the practice rooms, in his room, in Kurt's room. The floor was trying to get Roger to make a temporary ban against Rachel. The only problem was once they started to do so Finn ended up really depressed, so they let up after a few days.
It then fell to Blaine to distract Kurt when Rachel was around. Blaine didn't mind this. It meant more time for him to spend with Kurt. Of course he usually got distracted by Kurt instead of the other way around, so was pretty much useless at stopping their fights. But it meant that he got to comfort Kurt after them, so maybe he didn't want to stop them fighting after all. Either way the floor was getting really tired of it and it finally came to a head one Monday night.
Finn's room was as usual packed with guys to watch the game. Kurt had left as soon as Blaine and David got there. He had a test the next week and an audition so really needed the time to prepare for both. For some reason Rachel had stopped by. She was pretty good at not trying to get Finn's attention Monday night's though. When she failed to get his attention that night she had asked where Kurt was. The guys had just shrugged and Blaine had kept quiet not wanting to have them fighting again. Rachel left to call Kurt and Blaine forgot about them, turning back to the game. He was enjoying it until he heard screaming again.
"Are they…?" Finn asked tilting his head. He turned the volume down and groaned.
"Dude, just ignore it. Maybe they'll kill each other and then we won't have to listen to them anymore," one of the guys said grabbing the remote and turning the volume back up. Before he could though there was the sound of something glass smashing.
Blaine and Finn were the first up and running, Blaine getting to the hall first since he was closest to the door. He flung open the door to his room and was about to yell something when Kurt got there first.
"Rachel what are you doing?" Kurt asked backed against the wall. Rachel was by the door and Blaine's dresser. She was holding one of his bottles of hair gel above her head. It looked like Blaine's cologne had been thrown at the wall and shattered.
"Admit it! Admit that I'm better than you! It should have been me who got the solo! They only gave it to you because…because…you probably slept with Tony!" Rachel yelled.
"Rachel that's insane!" Kurt yelled and then ducked as the hair gel hit the wall right where his head had been.
Blaine used the moment to enter the room. "Hey! What is going on here? Why are you throwing my stuff at my wall in my room?"
Rachel chose to pick up Blaine's hairbrush and throw it at him. Blaine ducked and then grabbed Rachel and pulled her out of the room into the hall. "Here," he said throwing her into Finn. Rachel kicked and screamed, but Finn held on tight. Blaine turned back to his room where Kurt was starting to clean up the mess Rachel made. "Kurt?" he asked slowly walking over to him.
Kurt didn't respond, just carefully kept picking up the glass. He stilled when Blaine laid a hand on his shoulder. "I didn't sleep with Tony. I haven't slept with anyone. I earned that part."
"Shh, I know," Blaine said rubbing his back. "Come on, don't worry about the mess. I'll clean it later."
Kurt let Blaine pull him up and after throwing the glass in the garbage he followed him back to the hall where Rachel was still yelling, but had stopped kicking at least. "It should be my part! I'm the one who deserves it! I was born to sing it! It's your fault! Your fault I don't have it!" she tried to launch herself at Kurt again, but Finn held her back.
"Rachel when are you going to grow up?" Kurt yelled. "Every time this happens you always yell at me and blame me. How about instead of just waiting for the parts to be given to you, you go out and actually earn them like I do?"
"Oh you mean by sleeping around?" Rachel yelled back.
Kurt flinched back at her words before an expression of totally fury crossed his face and he walked forward and slapped her. The entire hall stilled. Rachel stopped struggling against Finn, the guys stopped moving and Blaine and Finn stood exact mirrors of each other behind Rachel and Kurt their mouths dropped open.
Kurt took a deep breath and finally spoke. "I don't know where you got such an asinine idea in your head, but I do not sleep around. Anything I have gotten I have worked hard to get. The fact that you would even suggest such a thing…" Kurt shook his head. "No, no. I'm done. I have done nothing wrong, this is your fault, your issue," with that he turned back around to Blaine's room and closed the door on them all.
"Another touchdown! Yay!" yelled one of the guys.
"Should we go downstairs to watch the rest of the game?" someone thought to ask as the guys started to go back to Finn's room. They stopped and turned back to Finn.
"I think Kurt's just going to stay at Blaine's for now and Rachel, you should probably go back to your room," Finn said shifting on his feet awkwardly. Rachel didn't say anything, just nodded and gave Finn a hug before leaving. "Do you think I should check on Kurt?" Finn asked and it took Blaine a moment to realize Finn was actually asking him and not just the hall in general.
"No, I think he just needs some time by himself to cool down," Blaine told him. "I'll come back in a little while to clean and air out the room."
"The dude needs to get laid! He's way too uptight!" one of the guys yelled.
"Dude that's my brother!" Finn said in dislike.
Blaine just shook his head and followed the guys back into Finn's room. He left towards the end of the game when it was clear his team wasn't going to win. He knocked on the door first, but didn't get an answer. "Kurt?" he asked as he opened it. Kurt was sprawled on Blaine's bed, a pack of cleaning wipes in his hand. The glass and cologne were gone, you couldn't even tell anymore. The window was open causing Kurt to shiver. Blaine reached over and gently moved a piece of hair back from his forehead before softly nudging him in the side. "Hey Kurt, wake up, the game's almost over."
Kurt just mumbled and rolled over wrapping himself around Blaine's arm. Blaine fell forward a bit before sitting on the bed as well and wrapping Kurt in a hug. Kurt sighed and relaxed in his arms. Blaine stayed there for a minute, enjoying Kurt close, he would love to stay like this forever, just holding Kurt. He lightly reached out a hand and tickled Kurt, causing him to squirm and wake up. "Blaine?" Kurt asked sleepily. Blaine just tickled him again, this time causing Kurt to laugh and let go of his arm a little. Blaine slowly moved it back and put a bit of space between him and Kurt.
Kurt finally seemed to wake up all the way and realize where he was. "Oh! I'm sorry, I totally took over your bed and Rachel, oh my gosh," Kurt moaned and hung his head in his hands. "I'll buy you a new bottle of cologne, I promise."
Blaine laughed. "It's fine. It clearly wasn't your fault. All though is this typical? Because next time you can just lock the door."
"No, this is only the 5th time or so Rachel's done something like this. It's not always with me either, she and Finn have gone at it before. I always find it entertaining then," Kurt joked.
"Well Finn sent her home, and the game had about 5 min left, so if you want to just go back to your room and pass out," Blaine told him.
"Oh thank god. I was afraid she would have made Finn comfort her or something," Kurt said. "I'm really sorry about your room and your stuff though."
"Kurt, it's okay. I mean it wasn't what I was expecting when I came to college, but it's definitely a good story to tell people," Blaine admitted.
Kurt smiled and gathered his things. "I'll see you tomorrow provided Rachel isn't actually just hiding out in my closet to kill me so she can get my solo."
"Let's hope not," Blaine chuckled and waved as Kurt left.
About a week later Blaine woke up needing to go to the bathroom, but he really didn't want to leave his bed. Eventually he got up and sleepily made his way to the toilets, that's what he got for drinking tea right before bed. He was about to lock the door when he heard a low groan. His head tilted and he looked back out from his cubicle to see if someone was throwing up after partying too hard. The other doors were open though and no one was lying on the floor. Maybe he had imagined it…nope. That was for sure someone groaning, but not in pain, more pleasure. It was then that Blaine heard the water from one of the showers running. That meant that someone was…oh. He sighed, there was no way he could go to the bathroom now. As soon as he flushed the toilet the person would know someone was there and then it would just be awkward knowing that they knew he was there even if they didn't know who it was or that he knew what they were doing.
Ow. He sank his head into his hands, no more of that thinking. Blaine turned to leave but then a high pitched noise came from the person. There was only one person who would be able to make a noise like that, unless one of the guys snuck their girlfriend in. Something told Blaine that two people would be a lot louder. He slowly walked towards the showers and peeked through the curtain and the wall of the change area. He knew that robe and those products. Only one person had them. He made a somewhat chocking noise as he thought of Kurt, naked, wet, slowly touching himself. Oh gosh, he needed to get out of there now. Kurt let out another breathy whimper and this time didn't stop for a minute until finally with one last loud shout it ended.
Blaine stood frozen for a minute longer before running back to his room. He had just heard Kurt masturbate. He had just heard Kurt come. His mind conjured images to go with the sounds he just heard, his hand drifting down to his pajama pants. He stopped as his body reminded him of the reason he had gotten up in the first place. He stopped and took a deep breath. He would wait, 10 or 15 minutes and then go to the bathroom. Give Kurt time to clean up and leave and not know that Blaine had heard him getting off in the shower. Oh gosh, the images were back and more too. Him leaning over Kurt and kissing him, touching him, making him make those noises. He wondered where Kurt was sensitive, his throat, his ears, his chest? He wanted to explore and find out and hear the sounds Kurt made as he kissed and touched him in those places.
Blaine's body gave another jolt and he stopped thinking of Kurt again, or tried to. He really didn't want to pee while he was hard. It hurt. He waited until enough time had passed and then got up and went to the bathroom. He would go back to sleep and not think about anything that happened tonight.
Blaine might have been a bit awkward around Kurt the next two days. He hadn't gotten off the night after he heard Kurt, but there was no way he was going to be able to wait any longer. He had pinned the awkwardness on stress and Kurt had just nodded in understanding. Kurt was starting to be more like his regular self instead of completely wound up like he had been the last week. Blaine had just been glad for the break from Rachel on the floor. Kurt had banned her until she apologized. Finn was backing him and working on talking to Rachel, who was basically just sulking and not wanting to admit she was wrong. Kurt was able to at least relax on their floor if he couldn't in class, which they shared the majority of along with Rachel.
Blaine needed to stop thinking about Kurt until he got this paper done. It was due tomorrow and he may or may not have purposely put it off in order to have an excuse to stay up all night or at least until it was late enough for him to shower and then think of Kurt. He was pretty sure David didn't suspect anything and he had said he was a pretty heavy sleeper, but if David were to wake up and see Blaine awake and going to take a shower after he had gone to bed. Yea, it would be awkward. Blaine said goodnight to David as he slipped into bed and started snoring almost right away. Blaine finished his paper and leaned back in his chair. He was a bit tired, but his body also had other needs besides sleep.
Blaine carefully listened and couldn't hear anyone moving on the floor. He quietly left his room and made his way to the showers. He paused as he got inside, no one in the toilets, no shower running or anyone changing. He was alone and safe. He quickly slipped into a shower stall and turned the water on, sighing as the warmth washed over him. He grabbed his half hard cock and began to slowly stroke it, thinking of Kurt.
Kurt's face first like always, then the rest of his body. He tried to imagine Kurt's bare chest, his ass, what his cock would look like. He remembered the sounds from Kurt getting off and made a noise of his own, he wasn't sure what, he just wanted to hear Kurt and the sounds he made. He wanted to make Kurt make those sounds, make him come saying Blaine's name the same way he had shouted the other night. "Kurt…" he whispered squeezing a bit harder now that he was fully hard. He reached his other hand down to touch his balls but before he could someone else touched him there.
Blaine's eyes snapped open to see Kurt standing in front of him. Not only was that shocking but the fact that Kurt was naked too and also touching him. "What..Kurt..?" Blaine chocked his hand falling to the side. Kurt just smirked and used the opportunity to bring his own hand up and stroke Blaine. Blaine whimpered and his head thudded back against the shower wall. Kurt's hand was better than his own, softer, and more flexible. Could hands be flexible? Blaine didn't care as long as Kurt kept doing that twisting motion over the top of his head. Blaine felt a tightening in his stomach and stopped Kurt's hand. "Too close…" he said.
Kurt let go and looked up. Blaine stared at him, his eyes blown and lips parted. Blaine wasn't sure what was going on, just that Kurt was looking at him, naked, having just stroked him almost to orgasm. Where were they supposed to go now? He was answered with Kurt gently leaning in and kissing him. It was a moment before Blaine responded, but then he grabbed Kurt and pulled him closer, their bodies flush, causing a moan to travel between them through the kiss. Blaine traced his tongue over the back of Kurt's mouth, causing him to groan and drag his hips up against Blaine. Blaine pulled back with a shuddering breath and moved his mouth down to kiss Kurt's jaw.
"Want to hear you, your voice, so beautiful," Blaine murmured placing kisses down along Kurt's throat, sucking on the skin there. Kurt arched his neck back to give him more access, his hips continued to move. Blaine kept moving lower, kissing and sucking all down Kurt's body. He latched his lips around Kurt's nipple and sucked. Kurt let out a cry that echoed in the shower stall. Blaine continued to lave at the nipple with his tongue. He turned after a few minutes to give the other one the same attention.
"Fuck, Blaine," Kurt said as Blaine moved down to his stomach. He pressed a kiss to Kurt's belly button, teasingly pushing his tongue in for a minute before moving down to Kurt's cock. He took a moment to look at it, admire the way it stood out and proud, just like Kurt, before he sunk his mouth down around it. Kurt made the most delicious sound in the back of his throat, his hands coming down to rest in Blaine's hair. Blaine licked from Kurt's balls up to the head of his cock causing Kurt to swear again. "Blaine…fuck…so good…"
Blaine took Kurt in his mouth again, this time going further until his nose was against Kurt's stomach. He let out a shuddery breath, causing Kurt to keen and Blaine hummed in satisfaction. He bobbed his head up and down, drawing out more sounds from Kurt. Blaine was holding on to Kurt's hips, and he reached one down and around to touch Kurt's balls. Kurt pulled tight on his hair before coming down his throat. Blaine swallowed reflexively and gently pulled off, taking the time to run his mouth over Kurt a bit more. He stopped when Kurt let out a hiss, too sensitive and moved instead to suck a hickey onto the inside of Kurt's thigh, causing Kurt to gasp. He stood up and Kurt pulled him close, kissing him deep. Blaine moaned and began to stroke himself, so ready to come.
Kurt put a hand down and stopped him again though. "I want you to fuck me," he said and Blaine nodded. Kurt reached into his robe pocket that was hanging outside the shower stall and pulled out a bottle of lube and a condom. "I was going to do this anyway tonight, you're much better though."
Blaine could only nod and watch as Kurt brought a hand behind himself and slowly started to push his fingers in. He pulled back after a minute and opened the bottle to put some lube on his fingers. Blaine just stood there and watched, his cock achingly hard. He wanted to just push into Kurt and let go. It would probably only take that much before he did end up coming. Kurt was still slowly prepping himself, his mouth open and little whimpers escaping from it. He let out a low moan and Blaine took it to mean he had hit his prostrate.
Blaine didn't want to wait anymore. He took the condom and from Kurt and hurriedly put it on, then slicked some lube over his cock. He looked to Kurt once more only to find him with his fingers out of his ass and turned around, his hole on show for Blaine to see. Blaine groaned at the sight and stepped forward, lining himself up and pushing in. Kurt groaned and pushed back against him. Blaine tried to go slow, but Kurt kept pushing against him and he was very quickly all the way in. "Blaine…move…" Kurt begged. Blaine pulled out a bit and pushed back in, causing himself and Kurt to both cry out.
"I'm not going to last long," Blaine admitted as he rocked his hips a few more times into Kurt.
"It's fine…just keep going…oh yes!" Kurt yelled. Blaine pulled out and pushed back in at the same angle. Kurt yelled again. "Perfect Blaine…perfect…don't stop…Blaine!" Kurt yelled and after two more thrusts Blaine shuddered and came, buried deep in Kurt's ass.
Kurt winced a bit as he pulled out, but turned around to smile at him. Blaine smiled too, but then began to feel awkward with the condom still on him. Kurt reached over and gently took it off, tying it before putting it into a bag he got from the pocket of his robe. "You really did come prepared," Blaine said.
Kurt laughed and grabbed his shower gel from his basket. "Well there's no way I'm getting off with Finn in the room, and I never know when he's going to randomly show up. So with the new rule up, I made a way so I could still use the showers, without getting a cleaning bill."
"Wait? What new rule?" Blaine asked.
"Didn't you see the posters? Semen's been clogging the drains. No one's supposed to masturbate in the showers anymore," Kurt told him pointing to a laminated poster on the wall next to them.
"Huh. Didn't even notice it," Blaine said.
"Well good thing I came along to save you a cleaning bill," Kurt smirked as he began to wash himself and Blaine.
"Good to know this service is free of charge," Blaine joked.
"Oh it comes with a price," Kurt told him. "Be my boyfriend?"
Blaine let out a laugh. "After having just fucked you I think I have to say yes."
Kurt bit his lip. "I've wanted to date you for a while now, don't think this is just because of the sex."
"Kurt, it's okay. I've wanted to date you too. I really like you," Blaine admitted.
"I like you too," Kurt smiled.
"We are going to still have sex now that we're boyfriends right? Because that was fantastic," Blaine asked.
"Maybe. If you're good," Kurt slapped Blaine ass with his washcloth. "Otherwise I'll go find someone else who can't read the posters."
"I thought you didn't sleep around?" Blaine asked with an eyebrow raised.
"True. Guess I'll have to keep having sex with you then," Kurt agreed.
They finished washing up and left the shower. Kurt slipped on his robe and Blaine dried off before wrapping his towel around his waist. Kurt hugged Blaine close as he shivered.
"Maybe I should get a robe," Blaine contemplated as he nuzzled his face into Kurt's.
"No, I like being able to see you," Kurt told him. "I also like you trying to wrap up in mine," he laughed as Blaine pulled the front of the robe open more and slipped his arms around Kurt inside it.
"It's warm and comfy. You're warm and comfy," Blaine said.
Kurt laughed again and gave him a squeeze. "Come on, I have to get some sleep or I won't be able to stay awake in theory tomorrow."
"I'll buy you coffee and bring it to your room," Blaine offered, not wanting to leave Kurt.
"You don't know my order," Kurt told him.
"Grande Non-fat Mocha," Blaine responded. "I remember you ordering it when we went to get coffee together."
"Blaine we've only actually gone to get coffee together half a dozen times," Kurt told him.
Blaine just shrugged. "Just stay here a little longer holding your boyfriend who's going to bring you coffee tomorrow morning."
Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's head and rubbed his back a bit. Blaine let out a hum of contentment. They stayed like that until Kurt's eyes began to close and he yawned. He leaned on Blaine a bit more causing them to slide a bit on the still wet floor. "Are you falling asleep on me?" Blaine asked.
"Yes, it's late I'm tired, I had sex, I want to go to bed. Come on, out from my robe," Kurt told him.
Blaine grumbled and held Kurt closer for a minute before slowly extracting himself from Kurt's robe. He stared at Kurt's chest, lightly running his fingers over it. "You're so beautiful," he said before drawing the robe tight again and closing it.
Kurt smiled and grabbed Blaine's hand, kissing the back of it and running his thumb over the knuckles. "Tell me that tomorrow when I have bags under my eyes from not getting any sleep tonight."
"You'll still be beautiful then, you always are," Blaine assured him.
"Okay, enough. We need to go to bed. Stop distracting me by being romantic Anderson," Kurt said walking and lightly slapping Blaine on his arm as he passed.
Blaine stumbled after Kurt. He wasn't sure if he was just walking with his eyes half closed or distracted by Kurt. He tripped down the step into Kurt's steadying arms. Kurt just shook his head and smiled. Blaine pulled Kurt close and kissed him before they went back to the hall. "Goodnight," he whispered and then slipped quietly back to his room. Before closing the door he looked out and saw Kurt doing the same from his. Kurt waved and Blaine grinned back before closing the door and going to sleep.