I've been writing a bunch of Klaine stuff on tumblr, and I decided to post them all today!
"So, what do you think about ordering a pizza tonight?" Jeff asked Nick as they walked down the hallway to Warblers practice.
"Anything's better than the food they serve in the caf." Nick said, shrugging a little. They then reached the door to the practice room, only to find every other Warbler except Wes hovering at the door.
"What's going-" Jeff started to ask, but was interrupted my multiple 'shush'es.
"Kurt and Blaine are making out in there!" Thad tells the two, quietly, but excitement in his tone. Nick and Jeff both move closer so they could see.
Kurt and Blaine were at the table close to the window, Kurt sitting in a chair, and Blaine leaning over him. True to Thad's word, they were making out.
"How long has this been going on?" Nick whispered.
"We have no idea." Trent replied, "But it's about time, right?"
"What is going on out here?" Wes's voice suddenly rang out, startling everyone, and making Blaine and Kurt spring apart, faces reddening.
"H-how long have you guys been standing there?" Blaine asked, nervously.
"Depends on who you're talking to. Most of us have been here for about ten or so minutes, but Nick, Jeff, and obviously Wes just got here." David told them, leading the rest of the Warblers in.
"So, tell us. When did this," Trent asked, gesturing between the two of them, "happen?"
"Um. Today. Just now." Blaine told them, Kurt smiling to himself and putting away the things that had been spread out on the table both their faces still red.
"Well, it looks like the duet did the trick." Wes said.
"Wait, what do you mean by 'the duet did the trick'?" Kurt asked.
"Oh, please. Did you really think there would be no objection to Blaine saying he wanted to do a duet with you if all of us didn't hope it would lead to you two getting together?" Trent said. Kurt and Blaine looked a little shocked as Wes started discussing Regionals.
…
"Dad? Carole?" Kurt said, standing next to where they were sitting on the couch, "I have something to tell you."
"What is it, sweetie?" Carole asked. Kurt bit his lip and shifted his weight from one foot to another nervously.
"Blaine kissed me, and told me he liked me back, and asked me out." Kurt said, all in a rush. Burt's eyebrows raised, and Carole squealed and got up to hug Kurt.
"Oh, honey, that's fantastic! I'm so happy for you!" she said fondly, "Burt, honey, isn't this great?"
"I guess that kid's not as big of an idiot as I thought he was." Burt said, "I'm only kidding, Kurt. Invite him over for dinner next week, okay?"
…
The next day, Kurt walked into the choir room at McKinley before Mr. Shue had gotten there.
"SPY!" Rachel yelled.
"Calm down, Rachel, I'm not here to spy on you guys. I actually have something to tell you." Kurt said, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, well, then, what is this about? Are you here to express your regret that you lost Regionals and won't be going to New York with us in a few weeks?" Rachel asked.
"Rachel! Don't rub it in!" Tina told her.
"No, it's not about Regionals." Kurt said.
"Really? Because your duet with Blaine was really cute, and-" Rachel started to say, but was cut off.
"Rachel, just let Kurt tell us what he needs to say." Mercedes snapped.
"Thank you, Mercedes. It's about Blaine." Kurt said, the last part quieter than everything else.
Half of New Directions rolled their eyes.
"Do I need to go all Lima Heights Adjacent on that prep school boy?" Santana asked, narrowing her eyes.
"No! No, that's not necessary, Santana. But thank you for the offer." Kurt said quickly, then fidgeted a little and blurted out, "Blaine and I are dating now!"
The girls squealed and got up to hug Kurt, while the guys stayed in their seats, scowling.
"Oh, c'mon guys, I know we lost the bet, but that doesn't mean you can't be happy for Kurt." Mercedes told them.
"What bet?" Kurt asked everyone.
"We made a bet with the Warblers on when you two would stop being idiots and get together." Puck said.
"Really, guys?" Kurt asked.
"It was Puck's idea." Sam told Kurt.
"The Warblers said it'd take you two until Regionals to get together, and we all agreed you'd be together by Valentine's Day." Quinn said, rolling her eyes.
"Interesting." Kurt said, smiling widely, "So what does the loser of this bet have to do?"
"Preform at the other school dressed as girls. Which is why all the guys are pouting." Santana said smugly.
"Oh, I cannot wait to see this." Kurt laughed.
…
So, the Friday after Regionals, all of New Directions, the guys wearing wigs and dresses, arrived at Dalton and started singing Avril Lavigne's song Girlfriend.
But despite the amount of other things going on, every single one of their friends noticed when Kurt and Blaine tried to slip out of the room.
Nobody tried to stop them, or made jokes about what they must've been doing.
(Well, okay, some jokes were made. But in Santana, Jeff, Nick, and Puck's defense, how were they supposed to not make any jokes? Blaine came back with a huge hickey on his neck, for god's sake.)
Reviews and prompts about what to write next would be nice.
But, whatever you want to do.