A/N: I do not own the characters - they belong to FOX/Glee. Story is loosely based off of Princess Diaries, which is something else I do not own.
"What do you think he does in there?" Kurt asked as he followed Rachel down the hallway to her bedroom, his gaze lingering over the mostly plain bedroom door – save for the large "DO NOT ENTER" sign. Kurt could hear music pulsing out of the room, the doorknob all but shaking.
"I'd suspect he's building a bomb. Or forming some sort of gay mafia. Lord knows he can rant about LGBT rights with the best of them – even better than my dads sometimes." Rachel replied, opening up the door to her room and tossing her bag on the floor before flopping onto her bed.
"Oh, he's gay?" Kurt asked, trying to keep the interest out of his voice. Everyone at school knew that Kurt was gay – that was no secret. He had been called names all through middle school and halfway through his freshman year of high school – to no one's surprise – he came out. But he was the only openly gay kid at school – or so he'd thought. But this year, Rachel's incredibly attractive older brother decided that he didn't want to live with his biological mom anymore, so he moved back in with Rachel and her dads. And Kurt's not blind. He's seen Blaine in the halls at school, dressed impeccably well for public school – something that impressed Kurt because he's generally the only guy who seems to care what he looks like.
"Yes. And single, thank goodness. The three times I met his ex boyfriend, Sebastian, he was a douche – to me AND to Blaine. I'm so happy he broke up with him." Rachel sat up from her bed and clapped her hands together. "But enough about Blaine. You promised you'd help me find something to wear to school tomorrow to impress Finn." Kurt sighed and put his bag on the floor, recognizing that the conversation about Blaine was over.
"Ok. Let's see what you have to work with. This 'sexy toddler' look you've got going on isn't as sexy as you think." Kurt rolled up his sleeves and opened Rachel's closet, cringing at the amount of animal sweaters and plaid skirts in her closet. "Thank goodness I always pack travel accessory necessities" Kurt muttered as he rifled through Rachel's closet.
45 minutes later, Kurt stood admiring his handy work and set about adding a few extra things that would really pull the look together. It wasn't his best work, but Rachel was almost a lost cause. He had done exceptionally well considering what he had to work with. Kurt bent over to pull a scarf out of his bag, snapping up when he heard someone walk into the room and whistle.
"Well damn."
"Get out Blaine!" Rachel screeched, brushing past Kurt to push her brother out of her room.
"Who knew my younger sister was capable of looking like something other than a grandma?" Blaine laughed, and elbowed Kurt in the side. Kurt laughed before he turned to pull Rachel away from the doorway when he locked eyes with Blaine.
Blaine. Who was shirtless. And laughing. And looking at Kurt. With his beautiful hazel eyes that seemed to glow.
"What can I say, I'm very talented." Kurt replied when he was finally able to pull himself out of staring at Blaine.
"I'm sure you are." Blaine replied before winking at Kurt. Kurt blushed before pulling on Rachel and making her stand back in front of her mirror.
"Now hold still. I need to tie this in a knot and when you're wiggling around I can't secure these tight enough." Kurt used the scarf to hold back Rachel's hair, looping it around and tying it in an intricate knot. "Go look at yourself." Kurt lightly nudged Rachel towards her mirror, listening to her gush about how she looks so different, but is still very much her style.
"And this head piece –"
"– It's a scarf Rachel, don't make it into something it's not."
"Is so beautifully done. How did you learn to tie like this?"
"I'm really good at tying knots." Kurt bent over to pick up Rachel's abandoned skirt from earlier, feeling someone's eyes on his backside. "When you do it enough, you learn new ways out of sheer boredom."
"Do what enough that involved knots exactly?" Blaine asked from the doorway where he was evidently still standing, causing Kurt to jump.
"Fashion." Kurt replied, deliberately trying not to focus on what things in this room he would rather tie up – and by things, he means Blaine.
"Mmm too bad. I could think of a few other things that you could tie up, you know, if you were bored."
"Blaine! Why are you still here? Don't you have a life? Or clothes to go put on?" Rachel asked, her hands on her hip as she stared at her brother. Blaine rolled his eyes and pushed himself away from the doorway.
"Dad told me to tell you dinner is ready."
"Messaged received. Go away now."
"See you later Kurt." Blaine winked before turning away and going back down the hallway.
"Ugh I can't wait until he goes to college." Rachel huffed; slamming her bedroom door behind Blaine before she began to carefully pull off the outfit Kurt had created, folding it and placing it onto her bed. "You're coming over early tomorrow morning to help me with this knot thing, right? Blaine usually makes breakfast."
"Uh yeah sure." Kurt mumbled, his eyes on the door, as he mentally ran through his closet trying to think of the perfect outfit to wear tomorrow morning. For breakfast. With Blaine.
Kurt smiled to himself before mentally gathering himself and turning back towards Rachel to untie her headscarf. "Of course I'll be over here in the morning. You're clearly capable of looking fabulous, but I'm not sure you can handle it all on your own yet."
"Thank you Kurt." Rachel gushed. "I'm so glad that you don't find it weird that I like your brother."
"Mmhmm." Kurt replied. If he could accept his best friend liking his brother, Kurt could only hope that his best friend could accept him liking her brother.
