Celebrating the greatest couple on television, Klaine! Day 1 prompt: Early Klaine. I'm also posting on my tumblr: comewhatmayklaineversion.
Despite everything that happened this past week, a bout of anxiety and uncertainty still dwelled inside Kurt. Maybe it was his belief that the sheer thought of Kurt Hummel entering a relationship seemed daunting and admittedly implausible. Last week, Blaine had poured his heart out and kissed Kurt, leaving him teary eyed and stunned. Since then, Kurt had been unsure of what they were. Grasping hold onto two cups of coffee, he perused the bulletin board of announcements, projecting from a wall in the Dalton Academy commons, and pondered Blaine's actions and the events of the last seven days.
Still processing the fact that a boy that he liked kissed him, Kurt had difficulty assuming him and Blaine were any more than what they had been before. They continue drinking coffee at the Lima Bean together, although now Kurt cannot fail to notice Blaine staring at him love struck from across the table, like perhaps he had been sculpted from marble. They also attended the movie theater, the same as they did as friends, although this time Blaine slid his arm around Kurt's shoulders for the full two hours. They even kiss quite a bit, yet they are still both adjusting to this uncharted territory, giving each other innocent pecks every so often; nothing had been quite as passionate and intense as that first kiss. However, Kurt failed to perceive Blaine's gestures as anything but equivocal.
Kurt only pulled his gaze away from the bulletin board when he felt two arms slip comfortably around his waist from behind. Craning his neck, he spotted a perfectly groomed and adorable Blaine Anderson smiling widely and hooking his chin over Kurt's shoulder. "Mmm, you smell good," Blaine said in greeting.
Kurt blushed, mentally trying to calm the butterflies suddenly swarming in his stomach. He pried himself from Blaine's grip just so he could turn around to look at the boy beaming up at him. Blaine's expression brightened even more as Kurt held one of the cups of coffee out to him.
"You bought me coffee?" Blaine questioned, clearly flattered.
"Yep, one medium drip, just the way you like it," Kurt explained, extending his arm to give Blaine better access to the cup in his hand.
Eyeing Kurt coquettishly, Blaine quipped, "You know my coffee order." He grabbed the cup from Kurt and removed the lid to briefly inhale in its scent before muttering a confident "best boyfriend ever." He then moved the coffee cup towards his lips, tasting it gingerly in case it was hot.
Kurt froze, his jaw lowering slightly, as he watched Blaine carefully drink his coffee.
After a brief moment, Blaine's gaze met Kurt's, and he raised one eyebrow. "What is it? Do I have something on my face."
Kurt shook his head to enter back into reality before spewing, "No, uh, it's just you, uh, you called me your boyfriend."
Puzzled yet embarrassed, Blaine's eyes immediately shifted to the ground. "Oh. Should I not have? I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I just thought…"
Kurt waved his arms in front of Blaine to cut off his ramble. "Blaine, no, it's fine. It's just," he hesitated, not wanting to sound so desperate. "You want me to be your boyfriend?"
To Kurt's surprise, Blaine giggled. He slowly reached up to rub the back of his neck with his free hand, his face clearly reddening. "Well, yeah. I thought that was kind of a given when I kissed you last week."
"Oh." Noticing the hint of disappointment in his voice, he adamantly added, "I just mean like, I didn't know. What we were, that is."
"Do you not want this?" The trace of sadness present in Blaine's voice was evident. "You don't want to be my boyfriend?"
"No. No. Of course I do." Kurt tried not to sound too eager. "It's just- I'm still trying to process this. Everything. It's still a little scary for me, you know. Never in a million years would I have ever thought that someone like you could be interested in someone like me in that way."
Blaine advanced towards Kurt and held his free hand out, allowing it to brush against Kurt's. "Kurt, I know that you've been through a lot at your old school. People made you feel like crap and that you were worthless and nothing. And maybe you started believing some of those things about yourself, but," he dragged his hand up Kurt's arm until it was resting on his shoulder. "I can't wait for the day when you look in the mirror and see yourself the way I see you because then you'll realize that I'm the lucky one."
Kurt was in complete and utter shock. Nobody has ever said anything even remotely close to that to him before, and the pure thought of Blaine saying those words left him breathless. "You really think that?" he asked shyly.
"Of course I do," Blaine replied, looking completely smitten. He leaned in to place a swift kiss upon Kurt's cheek. He then backed away, pivoting so he was facing the same direction as Kurt, and held his hand out once again. "Walk me to class?"
That was an offer that was impossible to refuse. In reply, Kurt simply held his hand out and laced his fingers with Blaine. They really did fit perfectly together, Kurt thought to himself. They walked down the hall silently for a bit, linked hands swinging between their bodies. Kurt broke the silence only to put his mouth right next to Blaine's ear and whisper, "I really like being your boyfriend."
Blaine could not repress the smile that was present on his lips the rest of the day.