AN: So I thought I'd give this a try and this is the result. My first fanfic. A short drapple of a different way Kurt and Blaine could have met.
There's a few songs I was listening while writing and I suggest listening to them while reading. The first one is Canon in D major by Pachelbel. And the second is Any Other Name by Thomas Newman.
I'm aware that the style of the story changes quite dramatically but I couldn't help it!
Blaine sat in a little coffee shop staring out of the window, worrying about show choir sectionals that were coming up next month. The warblers had already established a set list, and Blaine was to sing the lead in both of their songs. So the pressure was defenitely on. He took a little sip of coffee and then almost choked.
The most beautiful guy he'd ever seen had just appeared out of nowhere and was now standing in the queue, waiting to get his order in. Blaine couldn't stop staring. The guy was wearing the tightest jeans known to mankind, a perfectly fitting dress shirt and a bag was slung over his right shoulder. He had fashionably styled hair and the most perfect skin Blaine had ever seen. Blaine's eyes were drawn to this complete stranger and he couldn't look away.
Then, the guy turned his head a little, observing his surroundings. Blaine knew he should look down so that the beautiful stranger wouldn't catch him staring. But it was already too late. The guy glanced at Blaine's direction and quickly turned his gaze back to the counter. Blaine thought that he saw a light blush appearing on the strangers face, but it could have been just his imagination. Which by the way, was going wild. At that point Blaine made it his mission to get to know this guy.
He stood up from his chair and practicly dashed to the queue so he'd get there before a bunch of elderly people who were coming from the entrance. A nice-looking old lady shot a deathly glare his way, so Blaine put on his best I'm-a dapper-well behaved-prep-school-boy smile and gave a polite nod to the elderly woman. Then he's attention was forced back to the front of the queue, when an angelic voice said: "Could I get a nonfat mocha and a two lattes to go please?" His voice was higher than most men but that made it just a hundred times more beautiful, in Blaine's opinion at least. After this thought had crossed Blaine's mind, the meaning of the words that had come out of the strangers mouth dawned on him. "To go". The stranger was leaving and Blaine hadn't had a chance to say a thing to him yet. He was just about to introduce himself, when the door of the coffee shop burst open and two girls came rushing in.
" Kurt what's taking so long ? We're going to be really late and get detention and that just wouldn't look good on my NYADA application!" Blaine saw the small girl drag the dark haired, very bored looking girl to the front of the counter, but his mind was spinning around one word. Kurt.
"Sorry boo, I tried to get her to just wait in the car..." the darker girl said with and apologetic tone. "That's okay, honey." Kurt said. " The queue was just really long."
The barista handed Kurt the coffees and the three started to make their way to the door. Kurt glanced again to Blaine's direction and Blaine couldn't help but to smile to him. He felt like his heart had stopped when Kurt's lips curled to a beautiful smile of his own.
Blaine watched him and his friends walk to a big navigator and drive out of the parking lot. Blaine felt a slight touch on his shoulder. "Sweetie, you're holding the line."
The next day, Blaine goes back to the little cafe. And for the first time, he notices a white piano in the back of the cafe. It seems old but it still has a beautiful shine left to it's keys and without really thinking Blaine wanders over to the piano and starts to play. The melody flows through the small coffee house, filling the air with music. Blaine closes his eyes and gets lost in the world of music.
Kurt reaches for the door handle of a small coffee house, the very same one where he yesterday locked eyes with a gorgeous stranger. He opens the door and stops suddenly. A beautiful and sweet melody is coming from the piano at the back. Kurt closes his eyes for a moment, just enjoying the sound of the piano. And when he opens them again, what he sees takes his breath away. Delicate fingers are moving graciously on the keys and the gorgeous stranger is sitting on the piano bench, eyes closed, in a world of his own, a small smile on his lips. Kurt leans his back to the wall beside the door and just watches. The song comes to an end and Kurt sighs. Slowly the stranger opens his eyes and traces his fingers over the keys before standing up from the bench. His sparkling hazel eyes lock with Kurt's blue ones and he seems surprised. "Please play something more. Please don't stop just yet." Kurt asks in a whisper when he finally finds his voice. The strangers mouth curls into a smile. "Only if you come and sit with me."
Kurt feels complete when he sits beside this hazel eyed stranger playing piano. And even though the melody his playing is a sad one, he can't help but to feel happy and somehow he finds himself leaning closer and closer until he and the stranger are sitting so close that Kurt can smell him. And then, just in that moment, he feels like he and the stranger are ment to be. He feels like he's found his home. He feels safe.
Blaine does not want to stop playing. He just wants to sit by the piano with Kurt by his side and play every piano piece in the world so that Kurt wouldn't leave. With Kurt by his side, all of Blaine's worries have disappeared and so has his constant feeling of loneliness. He feels happy. Genuinely happy for the first time in years.
The two boys sit by the piano for hours. The other playing passionately, and time to time glancing to his side to watch the beautiful blue eyed boy listen to the music with a content smile on his face. And when the hazel eyed boy turns his gaze back to the piano keys, the blue eyed boy opens his eyes and smiles to the dark haired boy before closing them again and giving a small sigh of happiness.
