A/N "There are so many things you don't know about me, and I can't wait to introduce them all to you" Will to Emma in Hell-O.

Hi there! I was inspired by the quote above, and I thought I would write a Klaine fic about it. Because really, a relationship is so much about finding out stuff about each other, the stuff that everybody knows and the stuff that nobody knows. And we don't really get to see a lot of that in the show. I do take prompts, detailed or vague, so if you have something that you want me to write, just review or PM me :) I'll more or less write anything that I can keep T-rated.

So this is the first chapter, about Kurt finding out that Blaine plays the guitar. Hope you'll enjoy!

10 December 2011

Dalton really was huge. Kurt learned that pretty fast. But after being lost twice his first week, he now started to get the hang of it. Now the distances were the problem.

He was standing outside his favorite study room. He was way behind the Dalton students when it came to Literature History, so he had intended to read an hour before dinner. But that would have been easier if he hadn't forgotten his notes in his dorm room. Which, of course, was in the far end of the school, about as far away as it possibly could be. It would take him at least fifteen minutes to go and get them.

For a moment he considered to just skip studying, and listen to some music in one of those comfortable sofas that seemed to occupy every study hall in the building instead. Then he sighed, and went to get his notes after all.

The common room was full of people. David was standing on the back of an armchair, surrounded by people who were shouting and clapping loudly. Kurt hurried past them, deciding that he probably didn't want to know what all that was about. He had only been at Dalton for a mere fortnight, but he had already learned that when Wes or David was up to something, he'd better to stay as far away as possible.

He got his notes, checked twice so that he hadn't forgotten anything, because there was no way that he would go up here again, and then he walked through the corridor again, back towards the common room. But outside Blaine's dorm room, he stopped dead.

Blaine was singing. Not one of the top 40 Katy Perry songs he usually sang, but something slower with emotion that Kurt hadn't really heard before. Literature History was forgotten, and he was about to knock, but the door slid open as soon as he touched it. Blaine's voice disappeared.

"No, don't stop!" Kurt said before he was able to stop himself. Blaine looked a little amused, and he made a sign that Kurt should close the door. Then he started playing again. Now Kurt noticed the guitar in Blaine's lap, and hey, Blaine had never told him he played the guitar! Blaine started singing.

I've been alone

Surrounded by darkness

And I've seen how heartless

The world can be

I've seen you crying

You felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best
To make you see

Baby, you're not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through

Now I know it ain't easy
But it ain't hard trying
Every time I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me
And you tell me

Baby, you're not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through

"What was that?" Kurt asked almost breathless when the last note ended. "I haven't heard that before, who… you wrote it?"

Blaine nodded.

"This is going to sound dumb, but…"

"But…?"

"I actually wrote it for myself, about a month before I transferred. It said all the things that I needed so bad to hear, and that no one would tell me. I know, it's silly."

"It's not silly", Kurt said, putting a hand at Blaine's shoulder. "A month ago I would have done anything to hear those words from anyone, I understand." He paused for a second or two. "And it is a beautiful song. But I didn't know you play the guitar?"

"I don't", Blaine said. Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Okay, I do, but not that well. I taught myself a couple of years ago."

"Play something more", Kurt asked, and sat down on the bed beside Blaine. Blaine looked at him for a moment, and then his fingers started dancing over the strings. Kurt closed his eyes. His Literature notes lay forgotten on the floor.

I hope you liked it, please review and don't hesitate to send a prompt as well :) /Chidney