Author: Falling through wonderland (falling . Through . Wonderland (without spaces) on FF net)

Pairing: Kurt Hummel & Blaine Anderson – Glee

Rating: Mature / NC 17+

Genre: Hurt/Comfort & Romance

Word count: 1981

Chapter: 1/?

Summary: Kurt Hummel has plans, big ones, New York, college and a man on his side but Blaine Anderson has plans of his own and they all involve Kurt. So what happens when Kurt's forced to face his inexperience and turns to the resident bad boy for help?

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any movies, musicals, songs, events, products, clothing, labels, schools, names or anything else you can think of I own nothing except my imagination.

Warnings: Language, Crude comments, BoyxBoy so if you don't like boy x boy then there is a little 'x' button in the right hand corner of this page feel free to click it in times of closed mindedness.

A/N: So I started writing this earlier tonight and it took over everything I was writing :/ but who cares this was fun :P Also for those reading on FF net all the top stuff is really just for tumblr readers :)

Fortune favours the brave

Senior year, this was what Kurt Hummel was waiting for, a final count down to the rest of his life, a segue into something better, something new and amazing, something like New York.

He had dreams, big ones, full of many things and many decisions some already made such as the most biggest decision of all, 'What do you want to do when you leave High School?'

Career day, always a dull day at McKinley but every year they held it, first day back, before classes start. Kurt was always faced with the same question, as he grew up it changed from cute things like a prince and simply just the word 'happy' to things more real, more reachable, last year he'd written that he wanted to be a performer this year he wrote something different.

'Fashion Designer' He'd decided it over the summer break, he'd gone to a fashion seminar and he'd even had a summer job working at a 'Stitch n Go' sure it was far from anything close to the late Alexander McQueen but it was there he found his knack for creating fashion.

The next question was easy for Kurt 'How do you plan to achieve this?' simple, Kurt Hummel was getting into Parsons the New York Based School for design.

He'd fallen in love with a students work when he was browsing Etsy and well that led him to his dreams, thank god for the internet.

Kurt grimaced smiled as he turned to the next page, it was the 'Career test' page, ever since he'd found out that they'd be doing one in school he got overly excited, he wanted to know if his career path was right for him. He filled it out as honestly as possible, knowing that from how the test was shaping that he'd chosen correctly, he tore off his 'Aspirations page and handed the rest to the Careers volunteer, she gave him a slight smile before turning to another student.

Being the fact that McKinley High School was in a dingy town like Lima, the student body consisted of approximately four hundred students, only eight one were seniors so the results would be up at the end of the day. Until the unveiling happened classes began as normal for a Monday, Kurt was excited to see that his third class that morning was Art, the excitement coming from the sheer fact that he could scribble designs all lesson and it gave him something to look forward too. Unfortunately his first class was History, an interesting topic on its own but when taught by someone who had a worse memory than his seventy eight year old grandmother the topics interest faltered. He had a couple of bad run ins with the teacher the previous year, trying to explain to her that the first place to be settled was not 'Disneyland'. No one cared though, no one other than him paid any form of attention that wasn't secluded to how best to throw spit balls at the gay kid. That was him. Kurt Hummel's constant reminder of why he was so much more superior than anyone else, of course he didn't mean being gay made him superior more or less the pot holes, caused by his flaming homosexuality, he'd overcome on the road of success.

Kurt was actually wondering when he would be verbally, physically or indirectly reminded of his sexuality not that his attraction to men wasn't already a constant reminder. Kurt found it funny that his friends were completely oblivious to the fact that his sexuality ventured a lot further than flamboyance, sure he'd matured a little later than most boys, only experiencing his first really sexual thought during the break as he watched his co-worker at 'Stitch n go' bend over. The actual looking was unintentional so were the thoughts that involved said behind.

Andrew McMillan was one of the other reasons he'd stayed on at 'Stitch n go' instead of terminating the job as school started like he had planned originally. Andrew was conservative and sweet with big green eyes and a strong jaw line, Kurt nearly passed out every time he smiled, flashing his pearly whites, he couldn't let himself think about his hunky, older, sexy, confidant, gay co-worker as he sat down in History. A few minutes in and his attempts to not think about Andrew failed, his thoughts started with how he couldn't wait to tell him how ridiculous his first class was, to see him smile, put down the equipment he'd be using and just listen. Kurt would do the same, he'd let Andrew tell him about his day hopefully something negative involving a certain boyfriend that Kurt wasn't fond of. Andrew laughed the first time Kurt said he didn't like Ethan he'd sung out 'jealous' and Kurt had to hide his blush by pretending to measure a piece of fabric. Kurt could feel a blush creeping up on him already and he hadn't even seen Andrew that day, he guessed the older boy just had that effect on him.

Kurt couldn't wait for the day that Andrew told him that he and Ethan had broken up and he wanted to run away with Kurt and it was going to happen, Kurt was sure of it. Andrew was always smiling at him and he was insanely sweet, well Kurt's feelings ran deeper than attraction and a simple crush, simply put, Kurt Hummel was in love. Not that love was simple.

A commotion from the teachers desk pulled Kurt out of his thoughts, he could only see the back of a boy, the teacher was scolding him on his tardiness and Kurt could already see that the boy didn't care. He was dressed in form fitting jeans with black boots, a black leather jacket and from what Kurt could just see, a white tee. He heard the strand of a sarcastic voice telling the teacher that at least he showed up, Kurt rolled his eyes, That's all we need, another Noah Puckerman.

"Go sit down so I can continue teaching my lesson," Mrs. Hagberg said and the boy laughed, Kurt looked at his back curiously.

"Would help if you knew some history, just so you know 'Sieg Heil' is not a French dessert, it means 'Hail to Victory' in German and has nothing to do with World War One since it was a Nazi solute," The boy said mockingly. "Gehen Sie zuruck in die Schule," The boy said and Kurt cocked his head to the side as he didn't know any German.

"Sit down," she ordered, her cheeks flushed with pure embarrassment.

"As you wish," The boy said, a cocky smile still plastered on his face as he turned, his eyes fell on Kurt's face, his smile changed, and Kurt flushed under the hot stare. Kurt looked down quickly, trying to delete the image of the ruggedly handsome boy from his mind by writing down what he'd corrected for Mrs. Hagberg with an arrow telling himself to check it later.

He was trying to focus so much that he didn't hear the boy sit next to him, he did however feel his hand stroke his leg, Kurt jumped and the boy laughed, Kurt scowled at him "What on earth do you think you're doing?"

"Hopefully you, tonight," the boy said lowly and Kurt felt a twist in his stomach that he wrote off as disgust.

Kurt was stunned to silence, normally he was good at having a quick come back but he'd never had anything like that said to him before so the words failed him, running away completely as the boy leaned in closer and whispered "Unless you'd prefer now."

Kurt bit the inside of his mouth and shook his head "No thank you, that would suggest that I have some form of interest in you," Kurt said quickly, the boy laughed.

"So sexy, do you have a name?"

Kurt looked at him, slowly taking in his appearance, his hair was jet black and curly, styled simply with gel, his eyes were a bright hazel surrounded by thick eyelashes, if Kurt had to guess his nationality off the top of his head he'd say latino but something told him he was wrong. The boy had two eyebrow piercings on one eyebrow, between his bottom lip and his chin he had another piercing, he also had an industrial piercing on his right ear and a small tattoo coming down from behind his ear, like a dragon.

"I also have a nipple piercing if you'd like to oggle that one too," the boy said and Kurt blushed from being caught.

"Sorry."

"You can make it up to me later," he winked "but I will need to know your name if I'm to be crying it out later," the boy smirked and Kurt's lip curled in disgust but he wiggled slightly in his chair despite himself.

"Not happening," Kurt said.

"Wouldn't be to sure, You've already had to readjust your self I think perhaps a few more comments and you wont be able to move with out your bag in front of you."

"If I tell you my name will you stop talking to me?" Kurt asked, quickly changing the topic.

"Of course, I'm all about pleasing your every need," he whispered and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Hummel, Kurt Hummel," Kurt said quickly.

"I'm Blaine Anderson," Blaine said with a smirk, "It is a pleasure to meet you, I'm sure we can indulge in much more fun pleasures," Another wink.

"Thought you said you were going to stop talking to me," Kurt said.

"Yeah I lied," Blaine said with a smirk.

"So you're the stereotypical bad boy are you, lies, piercings, leather Jacket," Kurt stated.

"Only a little bit," he smirked again as he scooted closer in his chair "So Hummel, Kurt Hummel, tell me more about you," Blaine said and Kurt just shook his head before looking up at the teacher.

"It's okay, I don't need to know much to get you off though some knowledge would help the process."

"You disgust me."

"Your words wound me," Blaine joked before peeking at Kurt's paper "It's true you know."

"What is?"

"What I told the Missus."

"How do you know?"

"Because unlike her I do know what I'm talking about, no one ever said that a bad boy can't be smart."

"And the German?"

"I simply told her to go back to school, with a surname like Hagberg I am certain she understood me," Blaine said with a shrug and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"For her sakes I hope she didn't, there is nothing worse than someone getting down on you for things you can't help," Kurt said softly.

"And there is almost nothing better than someone going down on you, or going down on someone," Blaine said, his voice laced with something that Kurt couldn't quite distinguish but he liked it, or at least under the denial he did.

Blaine leaned in closer and Kurt could suddenly feel Blaine's breath hot on his neck, he held back a shiver, he wasn't sure what Blaine was going to do but he really wanted to find out, Kurt couldn't understand why no one had noticed.

Blaine leaned in closer to Kurt's neck and Kurt knew that in a few moments Blaine's lips would be on him, luckily for the sensible part of his brain the bell rang.

"Cock blocked by the bell," Blaine muttered and Kurt sighed in relief as Blaine moved back, he quickly but carefully packed up his stuff, rushing off to his next class a second later.

A/N: Soo what do you think?

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