Author's Notes: Yes, here I go. I'm supposed to work on Duets, but once again, I can't get this out of my head. I really need some motivation.
If you haven't read Private Messages, you will definitely want to read that first. If you have completed that step, please proceed.
Here's a recap:
Blaine and Kurt met through a series of private messages exchanged on FanFiction dot com after Kurt wrote a story about Partners, a show Blaine stars on.
After a rocky start, they are engaged. Kurt is a writer for Vogue dot com and Blaine is about to start shooting the second half of the first season of the hit show Partners.
Kurt's story went viral after Blaine recommended it on Sam's Tumblr.
In Kurt's story, Cam (Sam) tries to reconcile with Shane (Blaine), but Shane is now dating Emmett (Elliott).
Characters on the show and Kurt's story Domestic Partners
Blaine=Shane
Sam=Cam
Cooper=Dylan
Santana=Savanna
Brittany=Whitney
Elliott=Emmett
Nick= Rick
Jeff=Jess
Sebastian= Christian
Warning: This will be just as big of a roller coaster as Private Messages. I haven't completely mapped this yet but I know the gist. I don't know how long it will be but you guys should know by now that I can't keep things short or simple. So there. You've been warned. An yes, I included Sebastian for a reason. Sorry not sorry.
Without further ado:
Domestic Partners
Sequel to Private Messages
Prologue
"So you're bisexual for sure?"
"I'm pretty sure. That's what my therapist believes. But-" he paused, taking Shane's hand in his own, "I've come to realize that doesn't matter so much. It just means that there's the chance I could fall in love with a man or a woman, except I can't because I'm still in love with you. I always have been. I'm here to get you back."
Shane eyed the floor again. "I love you too. Always, but-" he sighed and started pacing. "I'm seeing someone."
"Wait, since when?"
"Cam, it's been nine months. I thought you were done with me and that you've moved on, so I did too."
Just then, the door opened. "Hey, babe. You started without me?" he asked glancing at the big screen. Who's your company?" a tall, man with smoky eyes and jet black hair asked as he kissed Shane's cheek.
"Oh, Emmett, this is Cameron. I've told you about him before. Cam, this is Emmett. My boyfriend."
Emmett thrust his hand out eagerly, not noticing the tension in the other man's jaw.
"Oh my God! You're Cameron Elkins, the star of Shane's new play."
"It's not my play," Shane protested.
"You wrote the music. That's still writing. You're far too modest," Emmett said, wrapping his arm around his boyfriend's waist.
Cameron felt the jealousy clench inside his chest. "He is too modest. The music is incredible. I knew it was his as soon as I heard it."
"So you've heard of him before?" Emmett asked, cocking his head sideways.
"Yeah, didn't he tell you that we were once together?" Cam blurted.
"Worked together, babe. We w-worked together before," Shane stammered. "I'm sure I told you about that."
"Oh yeah, I heard all about you, but I thought he was name dropping, you know, so he could get in my pants."
Shane blushed profusely. "Uh, babe. He doesn't want to hear about that. Actually, he's probably extremely busy. You know, with the show opening soon and all. He was just stopping by to tell me that Savanna and Whitney had the baby."
"So you know the mysterious Savanna. I've met Whitney, and I have to say she's quite a character. You know what? I just got the best idea. Why don't we go to Acoustics? It's a little piano bar that Shane plays at sometimes. You two can catch up and I can get to chat with Broadway's newest star. I'm a performer too." Emmett smiled warmly.
''I know of Acoustics, but I really can't tonight," Cam started.
"See, he can't, and besides we already had plans for movie night," Shane interjected.
"Yes, we did. But I forgot to pick up dinner. And besides, how often do I get to speak to a future Tony nominee?" Emmett asked excitedly, completely missing the hurt look spread across Shane's face.
"Wait, Shane, didn't you tell him that you were once nominated for a Tony?" Cam asked, staring past Emmett and directly at his former boyfriend.
"You were?" Emmett asked, clearly puzzled by the revelation about his current partner.
"It was a collaborative effort, with Cameron here, when we, when we worked together," Shane explained, glancing down at the floor, avoiding Cam's stare.
Cameron patted Shane's shoulder. "Oh please, I wrote, like three lines. You were the musical genius behind the songs in Pip, Pip Hooray."
"Wait, a second! Shane, you never told me that," Emmett puzzled.
"I didn't seem important," Shane muttered.
Emmett grinned. "So wait, what else isn't Shane telling me? "I'm sure you have all kinds of stories to share about one another since you two worked together."
"And I can tell them to you, but Cam said he had to go, so let's let him get back to-"
"Actually, karaoke sounds great. Let's do it," Cam replied with a smirk.
"Great," Emmett replied.
"Wait, but you said you had plans," Shane said, shaking his head.
Cam smiled knowingly. "I did, but things change, apparently," Cam replied, staring directly in Shane's honey-toned eyes.
"Ok, great, babe" Emmett said, kissing Shane's cheek.
"Yeah, great," Shane sighed.
"Are you seriously going to leave it there?" Blaine asked, sliding his foot playfully across Kurt's his fiance's ankle.
"Yeah, why? Is it bad or something?" Kurt asked, his finger reluctant to hit the post button.
Blaine kissed Kurt's crinkled nose. "Of course it isn't, Love," he replied, dropping a kiss to Kurt's rumpled hair. "You know I love your work."
"Yeah, I know that you do, but not everyone has been as kind as you were when you used to review my chapters."
"Hey, I still review all of your chapters," Blaine pouted. "Did you get hate after Christian got hit by that bus?"
"No," Kurt laughed. "Actually, I got more reviews that chapter than any of my others. That was the same chapter that Emmett and Shane met."
"No, I think you got more on the chapter where Emmett did a 'favor' for Shane in his dressing room," Blaine teased.
"Actually, I lost some readers after that because I had to change the rating," Kurt replied smugly, as his fingers traced nonsensical patterns on Blaine's bare back.
"Maybe it was just my favorite chapter," Blaine grinned, dropping a kiss to Kurt's pare chest.
Kurt giggled. "Of course you did. Because you were my test subject for that scene."
"Hey, feel free to conduct all of the hands-on research you want, anytime," Blaine replied, cocking an eyebrow and teasingly brushing his thumb over Kurt's thigh.
"Blaaaainnne," Kurt started to protest. "I told you that I don't feel comfortable with-"
"Well, then allow me to help you get comfortable," Blaine answered, grasping the strings of Kurt's pajama pants. "That's something I think I can fix quite easily."
"Oh Blaine!" Kurt cried as Blaine engulfed his semi-erect dick to the wet heat of his lover's mouth.
"Oh, hey babe. You never did finish telling me about your reviews," Blaine said as he toweled his wet curls dry.
"Oh, it's nothing,' Kurt replied as he hastily closed his laptop. "Probably just one of those internet trolls. Somebody jealous that I'm dating the 'Blaine Anderson.'
"You sure babe?" Blaine asked, kissing Kurt on the head.
"Yeah. It's fine. You know how critics are. And the more popular your work becomes, the more some people will try to tear it down. It's ok."
Blaine leaned in and kissed Kurt chastely on the lips. "Ok. Hey, I have to go to the studio. The producers called Sam and I and asked if we could meet them for a semi-urgent meeting."
"Sounds serious. The show isn't getting canceled, is it?" Kurt teased.
"No, I hope not. Not as good as our ratings are. They called Elliott last night and offered to make him a permanent cast member. They wouldn't have done that if Partners was being canceled."
"Wait, seriously!" Kurt squealed. "That's great!" he replied, waving his hands excitedly. "I need to call Elliott and congratulate him."
"Shoot, I don't think I was supposed to tell you yet. He's going to stop telling me stuff," Blaine laughed.
"Oh please, babe. They don't tell you stuff anymore anyway. Not since they found out that you divulged all kinds of their juicy secrets to me," Kurt chuckled.
"To be fair, I didn't think you'd ever meet them. Cooper still won't tell me the name of his new girlfriend."
"I'm sure I can get it out of him," Kurt smirked.
"I'm sure you could. Should I be offended that my brother likes you better than he likes me."
"I can't help it. I'm awesome."
"No, he just forgot that it was you and not me that suggested I duct tape him to the wall."
Kurt laughed. "Oh, he remembered. But he also found the recipe I sent you for the sugar face scrub. Unlike you and me, he likes getting his face licked."
"You never complain when I lick your face," Blaine whispered seductively, sliding his tongue up the shell of Kurt's ear.
"Blaine, don't you have a meeting?" Kurt asked.
"I can be late," Blaine replied, rubbing Kurt's shoulders and dropping a kiss to the nape of Kurt's neck.
"Insatiable," Kurt replied. "Tell you what. Go to your meeting, and when you get back, I've got a little research to conduct, you know, for my writing."
"Is it an 'oral report'? Blaine asked, waggling his eyebrows.
"God, you really need to spend less time with Elliott," Kurt laughed. "Seriously, go on, and we'll pick up later, ok."
"Ok," Blaine answered as he grabbed his coat from the rack. "Love you."
"Love you too," Kurt replied as Blaine hurried out the door.
Kurt opened his laptop and maximized the browser window
Private Message from Blainiac216
I told you to stop posting chapters of this story. Do you think it's ok that you post pornography like this and objectify Blaine like that? DO YOU?
He deserves so much better than that. He deserves so much better than your pasty gay face.
I've reported this story to the site for its distastefulness, but I guess they aren't taking me seriously. But that's unfortunate for you because now I'll have to take matters into my own hands.
This is my final warning. If you don't stop updating this, YOU WILL REGRET IT!
Kurt shivered. This was the fourth private message he had received like that since his and Blaine's engagement had been announced. He tried not to worry about it. He had blocked the other senders, but apparently, the messenger just created a new account, just changing the number behind the username, Blainiac.
But this message not like the others. It was the 216 that made his stomach feel like it was tying itself into knots. 216. Those weren't just random numbers. Those numbers were significant. The two was for February, and the 16th was a Saturday. Their wedding date to be exact. The wedding date that they hadn't even told anybody except their closest friends. They hadn't even sent Save the Dates yet. So how did this fan know?
Of course, there was a chance that this person just knew that February 16 was an important date for them. It was the date that Kurt received his first message from SEPartner'sFan. Blaine had told the story before on various red carpet events and late night shows. But he never said the exact date. And yet, now someone knew.
Kurt knew better than anybody that the internet wasn't as private as he used to believe, especially now that he was dating a celebrity. Blaine's popularity had risen ever since he was nominated for a Golden Globe for his performance on Partners. Blaine had proudly worn the tux that he designed for him as he donned one of his own, garnering quite a bit of hype and causing Isabelle to introduce him to a designer that wanted to work with him. He was actually supposed to meet with him and Isabelle today. He hadn't mentioned it to Blaine yet because he didn't know if anything would come of it.
Just like nothing would probably wouldn't come from this threat either.
He clicked the Report Abuse button and began filling out the information again, rolling his eyes.
It was just a coincidence, right?
Author's Note: Alright everyone. Strap yourselves in. The ride has begun.
I'd love to hear from you guys. However, please refrain from sending me anything as creepy as the message Kurt just received.