So easy. Who would have thought, that his one gesture will end everything. All this uncertainty, need to remain friends, excuses they gave to each other, embarrassment, blushing. All emotions that stood on the way just fade to black, when Kurt finally decided to take the first step.
Fe felt, he knew, that his feelings were reciprocated – the way Blaine was kissing him left no doubt.
Somehow weird, however, that this whole situation seemed to be completely isolated from the rest of their lives, all this relationship they build last few months. The touch, the moans, desperate kisses, just like gasping for breath, all of this seemed so animal. Like they were one step away from resolving the tension that they just noticed, even if it has been between them all this time.
It was idiotic, it was stupid – it was supposed to be just one kiss. Kurt wanted to make it clear finally – enough with jokes of playing Meg Rayan part, which meant nothing at all. He wanted Blaine to make his decision.
Actually, Rachel was the one who inspired him In the first place. So, in some way, that was a nice result of this bi-incident. This time none of them could blame it on the alcohol – it was them, just them and nothing or no one else. Maybe that was the problem in first place.
Kurt could have ended that kiss. Take a look into other boy's eyes. They could have talked about it, kiss again, start dating, spend few wonderful years together, and then, who knows, maybe adopt a pair of babies. And name the girl Katy as a memento of the day they met for the first time.
Blaine could have ended that kiss.- make both of them sure, that he feels for Kurt nothing more than a sympathy and they will never be more than friends. Then both of them could have forgotten this and move on. Without any misunderstandings.
But none of that happened, wasn't meant to happen. Even worse, none of them had an intention to stop, and after a fight more with conscience than with clothes, they removed anything that stood on their way.
I fucked Blaine, he thought, looking into the dark, long after everything was over. Dark-haired boy slept and held his arms around Kurt loose. He fucked him – there was no other way to name it – and it was all.
Nothing more, no deeper sense, no future – he felt that already. Also, he had no idea, what might happen tomorrow, how they will handle the situation, he really doubted, that this could be a way to start a healthy relationship, or any relationship at all.
But Kurt didn't regret it – at least not yet.