My first ever Glee fanfiction-
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If you read any of my other fics [like Harry Potter] you probably hate me for putting this up instead of a new chapter.
I'm sorry! I will soon, okay?
Please enjoy this! Or not, I don't know.
Blaine was exactly 15 minutes and 47 seconds late. Not that Kurt was keeping count or anything, don't be ridiculous.
Kurt was getting worried. It wasn't unusual for Blaine to be late- Wes and David were complete wildcards- but it was unusual for him to not text Kurt with an explanation.
"Now repeat after me-"
Kurt looked up at the familiar voice.
"-I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick." Blaine walked in, Wes and David trailing behind him. They were covered in neon pink paint and leaves.
Blaine paused in his scolding to wave apologetically at Kurt.
"Hey," he said, sliding into the booth.
"Hey, yourself," Kurt raised an eyebrow and tilted his head toward the door. Wes and David were still standing there watching them while the barista watched them dubiously.
"Sorry about that, those two-"
"Don't worry," Kurt said, "I know."
"You don't actually want to know the details."
Kurt watched Blaine messing with his frustratingly gelled hair and decided that actually he really, really did not want to know. He was kinda-maybe-sorta more interested in what it would be like to pull Blaine's hands out of his hair and just link them with his own instead.
"I believe you."
"Are you still up for the movie?" Blaine asked, fidgeting slightly.
Kurt was almost certain that the way Blaine's hands kept finding their way to his hair whenever he was nervous was not supposed to be cute.
"Of course," he glanced at the two by the door again, "But what do we do about Thing 1 and Thing 2?"
Blaine blinked then looked over to his friends as if suddenly remembering they were there.
"I guess we can't just leave them here," he said reluctantly.
"Oh don't mind us," David called, "We'll just chill here."
"Yeah, don't let us ruin your date," Wes smirked.
"Shut up," Blaine and Kurt called back simultaneously, standing up.
Blaine sighed, "My car- they're going to get pink paint all over my car-"
"Aww, does Blaine want a hug?" David asked, holding out his paint splattered arms.
"Don't you dare."
"Come on Blaine, you want a hug," Wes held out his arms too, successfully barricading the door.
"I'm not going through that," said Kurt looking down at his outfit, "I will jump out the window if I must, but if you get any of that paint on me, so help me Gaga."
David pouted, "No hugs?"
"No, you hug monster. Hug Wes instead," Blaine stood a safe distance away from them.
David shrugged and glomped Wes.
"Quick, run before they get off each other," Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and they ran out.
Kurt knew he should have gotten used to it considering Blaine spent almost all his time grabbing Kurt's hands but honestly.
'He's holding my hand- He's holding my hand- He's holding my hand-'
"Bla-aine!" they whined in sync.
"This is my life Kurt, get out while you can."
"It's too late for me," Kurt said grimly, watching their friends make their paint splattered way towards them.
"Try to get most of the foliage off of yourselves before you get into my car," Blaine warned, "Or I will dismember you."
"No you won't," David said cheerfully, "Your mom loves us!"
"Curses," Blaine snapped his fingers.
"So dapper, Blaine. Curses? Really?" Wes shook his head slowly.
"Don't judge me," Blaine said.
Kurt watched them squabble fondly and tried not to focus too much on the fact that Blaine was still holding his hand.
A sigh, "Get in."
"Yay!"
It wasn't that Wes and David tried to be utterly chaotic, they just were.
"Wes," David said solemnly.
"Yes, David?"
"The unresolved sexual tension-"
"Is utterly stifling? Yes, I know."
"If I have to watch them watch each other anymore than this I am going to die."
"It can't really be so difficult to just kiss each other, can it?"
"This is frustrating. I was not this bad with Eliza."
"No, actually you were worse," David answered, "I mean you took so much less time- but you still had all these lingering looks-"
"At least we realized we liked each other after our first moment. Kurt and Blaine have got to be on their 20th and they still won't jump each other!"
"I'm considering just locking them in a broom closet together until they give in."
"You say this every day."
"No, no, but this time I'm serious. They're getting ridiculous," David wailed.
Wes and David watched the two mentioned dart longing looks at each other.
Wes slammed his head unto the back of Kurt's chair and groaned. The countertenor ignored him and fiddled with the radio.
"We need a plan," Wes decided, "This plan will work and they will get married and get out of our hair and we will be able to focus entirely on our own romantic lives instead of theirs."
"Then maybe Jessie will stop texting me in Arabic telling me she plans to break up with me," David said.
"Your girlfriend's crazy."
"So says the guy whose girlfriend freaked out about a history exam and flew herself to Greece to study the actual Parthenon."
"She's dedicated!"
"Of course she is," David said, patting his arm.
"Anyways," Wes continued, "Back to what we were talking about."
"We get Kurt and Blaine together-"
"They realize what the entire world has known for ages-"
"And we move on with our lives!"
"This is going to blow up in our faces isn't it?"
"Yes, yes it is."
I wish I could properly write Wes/David bromance.
Or even some proper Klaine, I mean really.
A girl can dream, right?
R&R please~